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I may be Ugly or Beautiful
I may be Dumb or Smart
I may be Short or Tall
I may be Weak or Strong
I may be Skinny or Fat
I may be Mature or Childish
I may be Funny or Have no sense of Humor at all
I may be Artistic or Someone who stays between the lines
I may be Popular or Unpopular
I may be Social or Timid
I may be Rich or Poor
I may be Cool or Just another Outsider
I may be Outgoing and Fun or Shy and Sensitive
I may go with the Crowd or Just decide to do my own thing
I might even be all these things
But no matter what I am, I am ME and NOTHING you say,do or even think will ever
change that,Because if there is one thing that I am Definitely sure about myself is
I Love Who I Am and All of your hurtful Words,Rumors,Comments,etc.
Has and will NEVER mean Anything to ME
I may be Dumb or Smart
I may be Short or Tall
I may be Weak or Strong
I may be Skinny or Fat
I may be Mature or Childish
I may be Funny or Have no sense of Humor at all
I may be Artistic or Someone who stays between the lines
I may be Popular or Unpopular
I may be Social or Timid
I may be Rich or Poor
I may be Cool or Just another Outsider
I may be Outgoing and Fun or Shy and Sensitive
I may go with the Crowd or Just decide to do my own thing
I might even be all these things
But no matter what I am, I am ME and NOTHING you say,do or even think will ever
change that,Because if there is one thing that I am Definitely sure about myself is
I Love Who I Am and All of your hurtful Words,Rumors,Comments,etc.
Has and will NEVER mean Anything to ME
Literature
Never Again
Never again will she see his face again
The memory of him resisting to fade
Never again will she laugh again
Her eyes hide all the pain
Never again will her heart be able to trust
The wounds refusing to heal
With her broken wings
She can never fly again,
Never again will she be able to soar through the sky and let her imagination take her to the places she pleaded for
She is stuck on the ground in the nightmares
Screaming, shouting, crying...
Drowning in her own misery
Never again will her faith be the same
Give her something to believe in
She'll show you why it's not worth fighting for
Never again... She promised
She promised
Literature
93. Give Up
She's gone . . .
She died.
Those words cut me like a knife,
Straight into my heart,
Ripping apart my soul.
I could find no voice to scream-
I was mute.
The only warmth I found,
Was the warmth of my tears,
As they claimed my face.
Then even that warmth was stolen from me,
As my tears dried,
Like a dying rose-
Its petals crackling and breaking within their frail state.
I was always known as the strong one,
The Mustang.
Oh my dear friends,
I am so glad you didn't see me then.
Because you wouldn't even have known me
I was brought to my knees,
With the simplest words.
But they obliterated any strength I had,
And rendered me t
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Lost
I have a dream that I'm running.
I feel the wind in my hair
And, if just for a moment,
I forget that you're there.
There's no one.
I'm alone
And left to my thoughts,
So I start with scheming and making up plots.
I see a life that I long for too much.
I see the things that I use as a crutch.
I see all my flaws, but I see yours too
And
I see that there isn't much more I can do.
Dependant and hopeless I start to slow down,
You would not believe the weight of my crown,
Though as hard as I try I can not take it off.
I cry to myself, in search of an answer
But I choke on the tears; they make me cough.
Repeatedly screaming the exac
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Accurate, love it <3 It's really inspired
My opinion:
- Mature or Childish
My opinion:
- Mature or Childish