In this time in this way, I can't remember what to say, For every word is lost in tone, Every day shrieks and drones, Who am I to feel so sweet, My earth cracks below my feet, Ignoring one's lesson …

[Mишка (Miska)]

In this time in this way,
I can't remember what to say,
For every word is lost in tone,
Every day shrieks and drones,

Who am I to feel so sweet,
My earth cracks below my feet,
Ignoring one's lesson chance,
Having one lessened glance,

I don't remember how I got this way,
Pacing fore and forth in every day,
For one day I cried and sobbed,
For what? just a ridiculous fop,

I thought I was happy,
I thought I was fine,
And I'll always say the world is mine,
But today I lost,
And felt quite sad,
And you know it almost drove me mad!

Everyone who knows me will say again and again,
That I am quite pretty than,
He who I love that is not named,
But no longer is that true. No longer is that quite!
To those who called him an unsightly sight.
I shall proclaim,
That that was true and true again!
I may be strange and think albeit crazy,
But I'm worth more than he - quite petty!

Fat, disgust, wretch, surplus - cruel word used by my closest bunch.
And they told me in awe that we were Unmatching,
Only 'til now I agree in detaching,
Because his words hurt me,
No other true reasoning,
I realize now I was too busy imagining,
'Perhaps he loves me! Perhaps he is sweet,
Perhaps he understands the feats,
I have in me!'

I was so wrong,
Wrong all about!
He is as tasteless on the inside,
As out,

And he was untastely outside to begin,
My acquentences say,
Find your equal, like you with thoughts. Feats all within.
You are too pretty to settle,
and too loving to not be given,
You have worlds in your head,
And fire in eyes,
And you also have minds within minds!

I laugh at his words,
I laugh to 'I love you <3'
I don't need a guy to love me too!

I'm fine alone,
I don't need other humans
To love me, or drone
Or hold my two hands,

'I'm too pretty for you'
And damn well too smart'
I have worlds in my mind'
What's in yours a fart!'

Yeah that was rude'
But you know what is too?'
Your face looking at me'
From the corner if the room'

That's what I wish I could say but it would have no use,
I'll always frey with polite accuse,
But what provocation will he bring me when
The girl he likes throws him aside!

If he speaks words I'll listen,
If he types I'll read,
We will see what happens,
To what I may agree.

But for the time now I can only say,
Love really sucks,
With a WildMind, eh?!^ ^

[Pratyush Srivastava]

I usually drift away in midst of such long posts but this is really nice. Thnx fr posting.

[Mишка (Miska)]

Thank you^ ^

[The1andonlyAbber]

"I have worlds in my mind! What's in yours, a fart?" LOL XD
Yeah, I know what you mean. No one can understand what having a world in their mind feels like unless they've experienced it before. And I believe you do have to be really smart for all of it to fit in your head.

You're really good at writing poetry. Maybe you should become an author.