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November 29, 2013


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You know it, but you don't.

Eyes can't shine like stars, and hair can't float like ocean waves, and the feet of beautiful people can't waltz onto your doorstep, and there's no such thing as princesses, but there is such a thing as monsters, and people can't protect you from them all the time.

Pretty faces really can be ugly, and lying a second time, a third time, a fourth time, a tenth time--that's possible, too.
They hold your hand, they tell you "everything's okay", even when they know saying it is easy, and it'll bribe you 'til another day, when you fall off the rails again, and no
one's around to pull you back up.

You skip down the street, though you know your feet should be dragging, though the leashes of dogs are just tied onto your ankles, though the sun is searing your skin, though sweat is dripping down your forehead, though the man standing next to you is fanning himself with an ice cold glass of I told you so.

They shove you in a box, and you're pounding like your Dad's old stereo, and you're screaming like a car driving in the rain that just can't brake, but they can't hear you. That, or they've left you--  i g n o r e d you.
And when you're alone,

when you're alone, you've got nothing better to do but sit there. Sit there, and wait for that fairytale person, that person you "know" is real, that person you "know" is perfect, that person who would "never" do that to you, that person who just mingles with the other stupid fantasies you have floating around in the back of your cluttered skull. You wait for that person to rescue you.

You feed your starving body on dreams that you (don't) know would never, ever, ever come true. You breathe in the smiles and the laughter and the hand-on-your-shoulder oxygen of "friends". Like an addict, you let it sit in your system and toxify your bloodstream, let it numb your brain, let it blur your vision, let it kill you, because
it gives you the quick high. It pushes the sad balloon that is your corpse higher in the sky, "if only for a little while," you say.

What is a lie?
I'm sure you know. After all, my dear,

you lie to yourself (and eat it),
get lied to by others (and eat it),
and lie to others (and don't forget, they eat it).
I guess you really can have your cake
and eat it, too.
So, I kind of felt like ranting about something. I didn't know what until I thought about my friends. And then I thought about me. And then I mixed them both together. And she came to be. Aren't I awfully poetic?

I noticed that my friends seem to lie to themselves a lot. And sadly, I do too.
And you know, everyone lies about something, but here's why I think we do. (I am honestly not trying to rhyme, by the way!)
I think people lie because making something up--pulling it out of thin air, and repeating it--just makes it seem like, for a split second, it will happen. And people live off of that sad little thought, that it just might happen.

 I know this (is/isn't?) a poem, first off all (MAJOR shocker for anyone who actually bothers to read my garbage) and this isn't as...well, "happy" as my normal stuff, second of all. 
I tried to make it so that everyone can relate to this, somehow. Because I'm sure we all know someone like this--heck, maybe even ourselves, whether it's everyday, or once or twice. 

This is my way of dealing with it, so if you're at all bothered by my...unusual expression of emotion, I apologize.
Buuuuuut, back to my happy-go-lucky spree! 
Thank you for reading my crap, if you did. 
By the way, can someone tell me if I should put this in the "Poetry" or "Prose" category? 

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Contradictory55 Featured By Owner Jul 31, 2014  Student Writer
woooah. :tighthug: it is extremely relatable, but it's just a wonderful take on that saying "you can't have your cake and eat it too", I love sayings and I adore when people use them and this? This just takes the cake ;p Bad pun, bad saying, but still true nevertheless. Oh my goodness, it's just... :iconinloveplz:
Miellat Featured By Owner Aug 3, 2014  Student Writer
Haha, happy "pun"-day ;)
Thank you so much, I'm glad you're always enjoying my garbage. You're too sweet. ; v ;
Contradictory55 Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2014  Student Writer
:D Psh, I'm just the right amount of sweetness for someone who is so sweet themselves ;p
Miellat Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2014  Student Writer
Contradictory55 Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2014  Student Writer
I adore your blushing icons XD
Miellat Featured By Owner Aug 9, 2014  Student Writer
LOL I'm glad you like them! :iconblushplz:
Contradictory55 Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2014  Student Writer
:giggle: Indeed I do~
thegirlfromindonesia Featured By Owner Jul 3, 2014
This is wonderful - the sick truth told in poetic words. The similes you put in there are very nice, too. I don't think i can quite put into words how wonderful i think this piece of writing is, really
Miellat Featured By Owner Jul 3, 2014  Student Writer
Thank you so much \o/ That's what happens when I go off the rails LOL I'm so happy you enjoyed it ; u ;
thegirlfromindonesia Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2014
No problem :D
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