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Saturday, July 30, 2011

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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
                                                                                        -- Maryanne Williamson

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Cannot be found.

She cries.
But to avoid being discreet and attracting any true attention,
she hides in her room or away from socialization.
She's unhappy and every one knows,
for this is what she tells everyone
But they don't understand.
They don't understand what she has to be so upset about,
when she has so much.
And although she DOES appreciate everything she has,
she wants something that she is unable to name.
It's like she is searching for something that cannot be found.

Monday, July 25, 2011

People want to feel wanted.

And this is what is comes to.
Hurt people all around the world wanting more love, more attention.
They want friends.
They want happiness.
But with so many people throwing knives in other people's backs.
A true friend doesn't come around very often.
And after you've been hurt so many times..
It's hard to trust anyone to be your friend.
To tell them everything, every little thing about you.
Because.. You are so afraid that it'll get out.
That your so called "friend" will tell someone else
and that someone else will tell another person and somehow..
It'll get all around just because your so-called friend couldn't keep a secret.
You're just hoping that someday.. Someone will come up to YOU and be like..
"You look lonely.. Mind if I sit here?" Or stand next to you or whatever.
You just want someone to approach you because you are such an introvert due to all the times you have been hurt and used.
You want to just sit there and see who REALLY cares that you look lonely.
But really.. The world has come to people being so self-centered that they really don't care about ANYTHING but themselves.
It's really pathetic if you think about it.
I don't know.
I just want to say that..
People want to feel wanted.

Friday, July 8, 2011

The Marker.

You put me in a box.
Locked away.
You use me
You hurt me when I start running out of life.
And then you replace me.
You get bored of me and you use a new marker.

Marker's sure do relate to how boys USE girls.

Broken.

Within these walls she's built
lies a kind heart.
A girl with a kind heart.
But as she was tormented and teased,
her walls went up to block out the unworthy people.
She still hurts, for this is her self esteem that is being crushed.
She is never happy, but she has so much.
And this makes her wonder why she is so unhappy.

But on the outside you see her smile.
Her bright eyes and you hear her laughter.
The beautiful ring of her laughter.
She looks like she's living the dream and as if
she's never been hurt.

You would never guess that she is broken inside.