The candy I eat is colorful.
But all I see is black and white.
The flavor is bitter but the calories are high.
I look so scary but I feel so shy.
I don't know what to do
A walking contradiction in its purest form.
I want to fall in love
But I don't like guys.
My family says they love me but I see the truth in their eyes.
I am lost in the sea
But the water is red
And I am found
Among the note I wrote for the liars
Funerals are not for the dead.
They are for the liars.
The ones who pretended like life had a meaning
The ones who said they loved me
The candy I ate tasted bitter
But the calories were high
I never saw the colors but I learned how to fly
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The Astronomers Last Words (An abundance of poems)
PoetryWhen a notebook isn't enough to hold your thoughts you try tumblr. Then when that fails as well because maintaining a blog is a taxing task and you would rather be reblogging gay love you then decide to make a WattPad story. Everything is mine inclu...
