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Sometimes I just want to
Shut it all out
And shut everyone up;
Force you to stop talking
And listen –
Really listen –
To what I have to say.
Sometimes I just want to
Scream at you loudly
'Til you lower your ego
And pay attention –
Actually understand –
What I'm trying to say.
Sometimes I just have to
Stay quiet and stupid
And take everything you give
'Coz I won't talk back –
Not allowed to talk back.
And I scream in a pillow
Instead.
My most private place
I can't even use
'Coz you barge in and say
"You're under my roof now!"
And I wish it was
Someone else's roof.
Someone not as hypocritical,
Someone not as judgmental,
Temperamental
Egoistic
Impervious to my pleas
Deaf to my cries.
Sometimes I wish you were
Someone else
Who, instead of punished,
Loved and understood
And actually tried.
Sometimes I want to
Slink away to another
Who (I think) loves me more.
You wouldn't care
If I was gone.
Sometimes I wonder
So many things like:
Am I really so dumb?
Am I really living aimlessly?
Do I have no ambition?
Do you believe in me?
Do you really think that?
Are you real?
Are you mine?
Do you even love me
Like you love my brother?
Sometimes I hope that
Someday you'll accept me
And not care that I
Want to write for a living,
And that I want to do things
Differently than you.
Sometimes I dream of a day –
Someday – when I'll show you
And make you proud
And prove you wrong.
And that day you won't
Ignore me, make me feel
Insecure and stupid.
Sometimes I think you'll never understand,
Somehow you'll always be ignorant
But then I know that…
I'm sure that…
Someday, somehow,
I'll prove you wrong,
Shut you up,
Lower your ego,
And make you proud.
Because I'm not perfect.
Shut it all out
And shut everyone up;
Force you to stop talking
And listen –
Really listen –
To what I have to say.
Sometimes I just want to
Scream at you loudly
'Til you lower your ego
And pay attention –
Actually understand –
What I'm trying to say.
Sometimes I just have to
Stay quiet and stupid
And take everything you give
'Coz I won't talk back –
Not allowed to talk back.
And I scream in a pillow
Instead.
My most private place
I can't even use
'Coz you barge in and say
"You're under my roof now!"
And I wish it was
Someone else's roof.
Someone not as hypocritical,
Someone not as judgmental,
Temperamental
Egoistic
Impervious to my pleas
Deaf to my cries.
Sometimes I wish you were
Someone else
Who, instead of punished,
Loved and understood
And actually tried.
Sometimes I want to
Slink away to another
Who (I think) loves me more.
You wouldn't care
If I was gone.
Sometimes I wonder
So many things like:
Am I really so dumb?
Am I really living aimlessly?
Do I have no ambition?
Do you believe in me?
Do you really think that?
Are you real?
Are you mine?
Do you even love me
Like you love my brother?
Sometimes I hope that
Someday you'll accept me
And not care that I
Want to write for a living,
And that I want to do things
Differently than you.
Sometimes I dream of a day –
Someday – when I'll show you
And make you proud
And prove you wrong.
And that day you won't
Ignore me, make me feel
Insecure and stupid.
Sometimes I think you'll never understand,
Somehow you'll always be ignorant
But then I know that…
I'm sure that…
Someday, somehow,
I'll prove you wrong,
Shut you up,
Lower your ego,
And make you proud.
Because I'm not perfect.
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Faberry
Quinn held the brunette's hair back as she vomited into the toilet again.the blonde rocked backwards with rachel in her lap, replacing the cool damp cloth on her forehead."thanks" she whispered hoarsely.
"shhh don't talk, you'll only wreck you beautiful voice." Rachel whimpered softly and Quinn cuddled her closer. She felt the tiny girl jerk and she quickly pushed her back over the porcelain bowl while holding her hair back. Quinn pulled her back into her lap once more. this routine had been going on for the past hour at least. Quinn carefully extracted herself from under Rachel and as she met her questioning stare bent back down quickly and
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Brittana
She stares at me, her dark eyes wet around the edges,
like she has been crying.
My heart pounds with sadness at the sight of her.
She stares at me, knowing all of my secrets, my fears,
and yet she still loves me.
She reaches out and touches my face
and I breathe out one word
"Santana"
That is all she needs to hear.
Because in that word
she can hear my heart, crying out for her.
As she brings our lips closer
I can hear her say
"Brittany"
and then we collide.
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My Bella-A Bellice Fanfiction-
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Disclaimer: I do not own twilight or any of its characters.
AN: This fic is based on a Alice/Bella relationship so if you have problems then exit the page now.
AN: Thoughts are in italics Visions are in bold italics
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My Bella - An Alice/Bella Twilight Fanfiction
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Because it's about how parents don't understand their children.
I wrote this because I had a lot of unresolved issues with my parents about a year ago (summer 2010).
So
Yeah
I actually like it :3
Because it's about how parents don't understand their children.
I wrote this because I had a lot of unresolved issues with my parents about a year ago (summer 2010).
So
Yeah
I actually like it :3
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