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Things

You are not
A waste of time
Of space

You are not
Your mothers
Words
Your fathers
Stress

You are not
Your grades
College loans
or beat up car

You are not
Your dreams
Darkness
Demons

You are
Interesting
Intelligent

You are
The way my keys sound
When I type
Sleepless nights
The words I write

You are
Tobacco kisses
Coffee mugs
Sarcastic laughs
Making fun

You are
Home

You are
My world
My stars
My sun

You are
That smile
Those hands
The one who shines

You are so many things

But

You are not mine

The lovely good-rebellion is having me share 5 facts about myself.

So here goes nothing.

1. I am currently cataloging my books in my room.

2. I am a writer and in November I will be be partaking in NaNoWriMo

3. I am Deaf and know ASL fluently, but I can also speak and hear most of what you say if I am able to read your lips.

4. I get hopelessly addicted to stories, be it video games, books, poetry, TV shows, movies, or so forth and so on. If it’s got a good story I am in love.

5. I have a crush on Chloe because she is absolutely perfect and I think she would be a lovely person to be able to talk to for like an hour or something. Seriously she is a triple threat. She can write poetry, take amazing photographs, and is quite good at Forensics in debate from what I see/hear. Also she works in the Library at her school which is the cutest shit and she has an uncanny resemblance to Lorde so you should follow her if you aren’t because she is great.

Also good-rebellion has a great blog as well so you should check her out. 

You’ve told me
About your
Dreams
And the
Darkness
That still surrounds you

How you feel about
Me
Now I just
Can’t live without
You

But it’s not
Fair
Because your heart
Is not yet mine

Constantly asking myself
“Am I wasting my time”

Is it bad
That I feel
Prettiest
At 3am when
The sky is
Black
With my
Lips
Pursed around a
Burning
Cancer stick
Tapping my fingers
Against
My hip
Tapping my feet
To the sound of the
Insects
Is it Bad That i spend more time Wondering if
I too, will ever have a home
And someone to feel
Pretty
With me at
3am
When the sky is
Black
And our lips
Are pursed around
Cancer sticks

Instead of Missing you?

“Listen to
this song,”

He said

And I did
And I fell in
Love with its tune

“Listen to
Me,”

He said

And I did
And I fell in
Love with his voice

“Don’t listen to
Them,”

He said

And I didn’t
And I began
To fall in love
With me

“Trust me,”

He said

And I did
And I did
And I did
With my entire heart

“I love you.”

He said

And he did
And he left
And he made me
Different
Better
Me