DO IT YOURSELF

I don't know why ,but little sad I don't really know what exactly is hurting me. There are few people and few things that have gone bad,but I can't pick a person and say that I blame you. I have tried to ask myself,but all I get is that I am sad,for some reason. I get irritated by small things. I don't enjoy the things I used to enjoy the earlier. I don't smile the way used to smile. I feel that something is missing . Some part of me lost somewhere. Some feeling of mine are lying buried within my soul. I feel a darkness lurking inside me,but I Sparkle in bouts of desperate attempts at happiness. It's almost as if I am screaming for help, without making noise. And then sometime. I blame myself being so emotional about the things other people just don't even care about. I hate myself for having a heart that is too pure in this soulless world. I have done so much for others. So when I find myself standing alone, fighting my own ugly battle, I do feel betray...

You sit cross legged in a fancy restaurant With the 6 friends who mean the most to you The live music plays, the singer neither awfully good nor disasterously bad So you play long Joking about the high notes and low. You play along till a girl walks in.A group of 3,With her in the middle Her in the black dress,Her with the cute smile,And an appealing voice,That is if you heard it,Did you hear it,Her voice,Your beats,Did you? So you sit  Staring inconspicuously at her So she wouldn't notice Or so she would You laugh, She does too Who knew laughter was contagious, She fiddles with her phone, Perhaps waiting for a text, Perhaps not, You look at her again, Wanting to be looked back at, You smile, She does too, Or maybe she doesn't, But let's say she did, Would it have made a difference? So you sit Listening idly the neither-so-good Nor-so-bad music, About love, crushes, About open windows and closed doors, About anything but love, So you get up You w...

Sorry I'm not sorry For letting you fall down As I got up From under your weight Of bearing you on my back Face down Palms flat Pressed to the cold floors As you tear on On the living doormat That you thought you owned With a smugness That made you look So serene and easy Sorry I'm not sorry Shrug it off Change may be good Change may be bad But without changing There's no way out #timesup #letitgo