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Since I was a kid,
they said I was gentle as a lamb.
Quiet.
Kind.
Smart.
So I've kept that image.
Or tried, at least.
I didn’t fail.
Not once.
Grades stayed high,
mouth stayed clean,
choices stayed safe.
No vices, no trouble,
just quiet nods and
“Yes, I can.”
“Yes, I will.”
I built a life that made people proud.
And slowly, I forgot to ask myself,
"Are you proud too?"
Well, I guess I am.
I’ve built a good name, after all.
But looking back now,
I feel sadness
because every praise I get
feels like a quiet command
that the only room I should enter
is the room of success
Every applause disregards the possibility
that I could fail at any time.
It’s like a tooth,
one that never got to grow
because a “perfect” one
was already there.
I should bear the weight of the crown I chose,
but as time passes by,
it grows heavier,
stiffening my every move.
Now that I’m older,
I wish to live without any standard.
To enjoy life and everything it offers.
I wish to say no without guilt.
I wish to rest without thinking of time.
I wish to live without having to earn it first.
But with a heart as brittle as glass,
A mind that easily overflows with thoughts,
With soft eyes that cry too easily—
Is it even possible?
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A love so tender is now served cold
Feelings as empty as a galaxy
The future I dreamed seems to never unfold
Could this love be just a fallacy?
Memories echo, sending me to a river of tears
Every kiss and "I love you" cuts too deep
How can I erase those precious years?
Aren’t they mine to keep?
The sun is now setting with your heart
I couldn’t raise my hand to wave goodbye.
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An extraordinary love, visit and stay,
Butterflies in my stomach, it’s such a good day.
Roses bloom as if they will never fade,
Like a precious diamond, so rare and serenely made.
Made for you, my heart will never stray.
Fade the doubt, let insecurities decay.
Day by day, I’ll carry you in my heart,
Stay forever, through all the love and hurt.
My one great love, more wonderful than I knew.
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Look where the wind runs soft and free
Among the tall and mighty tree
Beneath the sky so calm and high
Where grasses dance with happy sigh
And flowers share their fragrant joy
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I said I want to be better,
Then laid down and drifted to sleep.
I swore I'd rise and do something different,
But got lost in thoughts too deep.
I said I want to be better,
But the tears fall before I can cry.
I've created rules as guidelines
But broke them all when the sun wakes up
I said I want to be better,
But I haven’t moved from where I stand.
Wishing for change with every breath,
And at the same time refusing to breathe.
So, if I want to be better, why can’t I just begin?
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The muscles tire,
eyes turn blank.
The heart is afraid,
the mind overflows.
We’re meant to defeat them all —
why did you stop growing?
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We are fire in the rain
never really getting anywhere
But we are also two flames in the wind,
can't survive without each other
I'm jealous and tired and torn
but you are my home.
This is messy, but I won't leave —
Because love lives here too
We're drowning, but you keep me afloat.
We're a storm, but you're my warmth.
I may not be whole, but I'll stay —
Happily discontent
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I promised myself
I wouldn’t cheat on you,
but I did—
because wherever I go,
it follows me.
Your place in me
is no longer yours alone.
You smile—
it's so damn pretty.
But I remember,
That’s how you smile that night.
You laugh heartily;
My heart skips a beat
Until I hear it laughing at me.
When we go to sleep,
I sleep beside both of you:
The you that I love
And the you that I wish I could forget.
You hug me tight
in the middle of the night—
because you miss me.
But it hugs me tighter,
the thing I can't forget,
as if it never left my mind.
So I shut my eyes,
hoping my thoughts would, too.
Morning comes,
and you kiss me hello.
It tastes so sweet...
until it tastes like what you did.
You whisper goodbye before work—
oh, how I wish it would leave with you, too.
The door shuts loud,
but its silence is louder.
Tears start to fall,
realizing won’t and can’t
are two very different things.
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Your smile is a late night conversation,
It strips me bare.
You walk as if you’re a falling leaf,
To whom gravity is gentle.
Even the air forgets me, caught in your charm.
Your gaze, sharp as shattered glass,
Pierces my chest, owning my heart.
When you stand still in your silence,
I ache to hold you close, to whisper:
It’s safe now, let yourself fall.
The credits roll,
Screen flickers, fading to black,
I sit, lost in the aftermath.
How do you unlove someone,
Who only lives in the frame?
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