Do You Want to Build a Snowman? (revised by me)Elsa?Do You Want to Build a Snowman? (revised by me) by PastMisfortunes
Do you wanna build a snowman?
Come on, let's go and play
I never see you anymore
Come out the door
It's like you've gone away
We used to be best buddies
And now we're not
I wish you would tell me why
Do you wanna build a snowman?
(I'd love to build a snowman
Don't go, Anna
I wanna build a snowman
But I have to stay inside
I wish I could see you too
Can't I explain to you?
There's something I must hide
(Believe me, Anna)
It's always really lonely
As the days drag on
But I must hold it all inside
(Conceal, conceal, conceal, conceal...)
Please, I know you're in there
People are asking where you've been
They say have courage
And I'm trying to (I know you do)
I'm right out here for you (it's inside of you)
Just let me in (I wish I felt it too)
We only have each other (but I'm nothing but a coward)
It's just you and me (yet I'm here alone)
What are we gonna do? (there's no more I can
Green pills, yellow pills, white pills. I wonder if they color code the pills to match the malady, green to soothe, yellow to wake, white to purify evil thoughts, black like ravens who peck and caw, Jezebel's bones, sodden red tulips, dogs lapping, tongues so black, black holes that like eating novas and girls like me that just happen to see the testifying of bricks. "Here someone was murdered", fickle neurons, scandalized hieroglyphs of blood, constellations of wolves such bloody tongued dogs.
"Open," the nurse says checking to see if I have swallowed her pills. I always do hoping such sacred behavior will loosen me of this place. If I promise to believe everything they say? But Nurse Mary is quite contrary, maiden's breath grows in her garden, clouds of crushed stems, pollen and powder. Maybe she sees the wolf. My flamingoes feel the unease of rhyming couplets and badly played croquet. What would Alice do? What would the Duchess do? What happened to Jack and Jill after they s
Justifications and Salted Smiles"I don't think I'm holding on any longer
I'm diving in.
I wish that you would see,
there's a magical land at the bottom of the ocean
where waterproof lungs let you be
everything you've dreamed.
You can bury underneath the sand
and not be found-
it's the land that's been promised to me
in late night whispers
and burnt tears
wasted on things that don't matter.
I know it's real,
broken minds can't lie
and I can feel it in my bones-
there's something more.
What other reasons would we live for?
They say you inhale saltwater
and exhale enlightenment.
The waves pour over you
and finally make you clean (pure)
No one knows where you are
so your problems don't follow
and neither does time.
It all fades away
until you disintegrate
like your worries.
You can only get there
with a heart that doesn't beat
because humans' empty brains
You need to be all the way gone
I want to go and find myself
and live the dreams I never had.
I swear, it's not that bad-
This is pretty much just a space-waster.
I got tired of seeing the same exact entry that's been there since November, so... Yeah. Logical thing to do.
Before anyone says anything, I'm not completely inactive on here just because I hardly ever upload stuff. I have some things to post, and other things I've drawn (which will not be posted because I only post photography and fanart since some people have totally stole my ideas before). But. I'm kinda in a rut and have homework and stuff so. I promise something is coming.
Oh, and just read Hyberbole & a Half and Oresama Teacher. The former is really funny (although the language made it unenjoyable at times) but Oresama Teacher, well--can I have Takaomi? Please? Can't he just show up on my door for Valentine's Day in all his teachery glory? Uuu...~ -gonna be alone for Valentine's Day with dogs-