As I sit here thinking about this place
I couldn't help a grin
As I am grounded I won't leave no trace
I couldnt help a sin
I still breathe my words
As my words are my only freedom
I still sing my chords
As chords are the cure of boredom
I barely touch my skin
As my skin is all scraping
I would fail not to fit in
As I've all been escaping
My eyes are rose red
I skip crying if u know why
My lies are to be wed
I rip myself to go there and fly
It's me beneath all the hatred
And I drink each of the poisoned
It's me living as I am wasted
And I wink at each of the sickened
I grin as if it's forever
For all the moments are surreal
I sin as if I never
For all the surreal is never to reveal
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100% By Dee, Dedicated to Gorgie
Dear no one,
(A huge breath exhaled...)
Ok, we're heading on to d next level here, and if u've already read all the amazingly "boring" content here in dis amazingly plain blog, well, u should've had dis image or hypothetic thoughts about me already, IF..u read ALL and u DIG ALL..lolsz.
So, dis next poem of mine is called "The Surreal Moments", well, pretty obvious though, as I've always been dealing with surreal moments in my whole entire F-ing life. Well, at least, all the so-called Surreal Moments had started when I first "met" dis Surreal Friend called Gorgie. You know why I call her Surreal? coz she happened and happens to be my Imaginary Friend. Weww, yesz, dat sounds kinky and psychotically insane, but I'm still fully normal to say dat I AM NORMAL still.
Well, never try to judge my psychological behaviour side. Having an imaginary friend feels normal now. Well, I used to be a bit depressed though, coz I thought I was losing it. But then as time goes by, we really could manage to be real good friends, in a real weird way. Well, she was almost everything to me, but now she only remains as my shadow.
It's up to all of you now, if you wanna judge me as a person who has dis F-ing MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder) or merely as a plain psychotic chick, I don't care and I won't care. I feel happy and glad enough to be myself, coz in sum extraordinary ways, I feel gifted as well as cursed. And..last but definitely not the least, I know it sounds lame, but I'm so happy dat I have dis blog of mine, where I could spit all my F-ing thoughts to not only myself, but to all of you. And I sure hope dat u all r still willing to follow the updates of it, as I will always update it everyday. Until then, I'm out.
Dee