| F.A.V.O.R.I.T.E. |


I Fake It For YouAnd I fake it for you Every single day I fake the smiles The laugh isn't real I've just been tired And it's cause of you You take up my mind Worry me to no end Wear me down And break me apart But I can't tell you that I can't show it Because I won't hurt you Or give you that guilt So I suck it up Deal with it each day Here you come So I smile big Before I turn around And let it fade awayI Fake It For You


Back In TimeI wish I could go back in timeBack In Time
To when I barely knew you
I knew your name I knew your face
You were just a person there
Who didn't occupy my mind
When there was no us When there was nothing between us
Nothing to be valued Nothing to be scared of
Everything open Everything as right as rain
But look at us now
I feel like we can't talk
Face to face
And we only see each other
To hold each other
And it feels so wrong
When my face turns red  


Small RegretsI wish I could have Taken a picture Frozen that moment Of delirious joy It was nothing special At the time Seeing you smile Is enough for me But it's not everyday 'Cause you can't meet someone twiceSmall Regrets


EnvisioningDark gray walls On all four sides A light from the ceiling One chair in the middleEnvisioning
He sits on the chair Hair covering his forehead And stark blue eyes Knees buckled together
Arms wrap around the chair Feeling his chest Running down his jaw Bunching up his shirt
Look at those eyes And what do you see? Pain, contempt, betrayal? Lust?
But who sits behind the chair Controlling the arms That dance, that torture And tease to no end?
So let him spin around And shine the light on her No
| Life is like a box of colored pencils. You never know what you're going to get. You may not like the color. But if you're like the majority of the population, you suck it up and go on with life. And people take pictures of you as well. Hi, my name Lily Murrell... possibly. My pen name, my artist's names, etc. Yes, I sketch, but you won't be seeing a lot with that because I have a bad scanner. Technically, I could take pictures of the sketches, but do I really want to? Not really. ESPECIALLY after someone said something I drew looked like a c-section scar. But since then, I have improved. Just ask Kara (love you, girly!). : ) When life is chaotic, you just want to sit down and think. Well, at least, I do. And one more thing? I'm not in love. Because that is pain. AHAHAHA, but I fail and end up in that situation anyway because I'm pathetic. OUCH. |
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