Roses Are White

Roses are white

Violets aren’t blue

Flower colors don’t matter

When my love is for you

The roses are fake

Plastic pieces we built

At least now we know

The petals won’t wilt

I’ll give you a cactus

Cuz flowers would die

You give it a name

To keep it alive

Roses have thorns

The cactus has spines

Do you want flowers?

Would you be mine?

It’s so weird waking up in the middle of the night and freaking out cuz your hands don’t feel like your hands

It’s not always who gets the gold, it’s who makes an impact that stands out

-me a couple days ago

Is it easier to be manipulated and know that it’s happening but still fall into the hole, or not know you’re being manipulated?

As a Pan, would I be coming out of the Pantry instead of the closet???

Do people realize that some people don’t actually want glasses?

I have glasses, and I need them for driving and work, but most of the time I’d rather not see clearly. I am so used to everything being fuzzy, that wearing my glasses is overstimulating. I feel like I’m seeing too much and too little at the same time, like I’m wearing blinders.

I don’t know if anyone else feels that way but it’s certainly interesting.