“Heart On My Sleeve”
I wear my heart on my sleeves
so I guess my shirt implies what I can put up with today
I wear my heart on my sleeves
my biggest decision every morning is which shirt will put my heart on display
I wear my heart on my sleeves
and being this transparent, its hard finding a shirt to match
I wear my heart on my sleeves
so the colors reflect my emotional state, like a mood ring as a matter of fact
I wear my heart on my sleeves
now the next decision is the length of sleeves and will I dress down
I wear my heart on my sleeves
long sleeves are lively and have more room for love and let downs
I wear my heart on my sleeves
mid sleeves are anxious and bear the angst from recent frustrations
I wear my heart on my sleeves
short sleeves leave no room for heart ache and agitation
I wear my heart on my sleeves
and if I have no shirt….well at least you know
I wear my heart on my sleeves
so if you see no sleeves, Just.Leave.Me.Alone
To me, style has always been about bringing attention to how I feel
Needless to say, but my look says it all-I’m.In.Khakis! Where’s the appeal?!
but I’ll say it out loud if I have to, so there’s no room left for doubt
I wear my heart out, my outfit wears me thin, and so My Heart Is Worn Out
So I wear my heart on my sleeves,
like there’s anywhere else to put it..
—
“behind my eyelids”
I hate the movies that reel,
behind my eyelids
they always depict how I feel,
behind my eyelids
they always play what I conceal,
behind my eyelids
pain journeys beyond my shield,
behind my eyelids
hidden scars tear at my veil,
behind my eyelids
issues become too many to deal,
behind my eyelids
so many things I wish I could kill,
behind my eyelids
life seems too real,
behind my eyelids
my breath gets caught as my layers unpeel,
behind my eyelids
because the things I see gives me the chills,
behind my eyelids
honestly I’m too far from healed,
behind my eyelids
and I can’t take the truth revealed,
behind my eyelids
I rather you see the color in my eyes,
then the story they tell-
but if you look too deeply, you’ll see dark secrets,
so my sunglasses keep people and light repelled-
because I’m ok with you knowing me,
just not with you knowing me well-
even I’m shaken by the facts of myself,
and fear that you’ll see what I see, a living hell-
—
“truth”
does my truth unearth your lies?
does my truth highlight what you hide?
does my truth cut your pride?
does my truth blacken your eyes?
does my truth embolden your truth?
does my truth help you face ‘you’?
does my truth help you stay true?
or does my truth pain you?
does my truth paint you?
what color?
does my truth shade you?
how dark?
does my truth pave you?
how smooth?
does my truth fade you?
how clear?
does my truth phase you?
how long?
does my truth frame you?
what pose?
does my truth shame you?
how so?
does my truth name you?
what? why? how? when? where?
does it matter the context of truth?
does it matter when truth is given?
is truth a freedom, or a prison?
is truth forbidden, or forgiven?
is truth blind, if not, then with what color eyes?
you see where I am, you see more of my truth.
but how many see you?
do you see you?
then what do you see?
is that the truth? really?
if not, then worry less of mine
until you find yours and can face it freely
knowing others see it
yet you embrace it proud as skin
because truth is beautiful
—
“hatelovedislikeyou”
I hate you, why shouldn’t I?
why shouldn’t you, hate me too?
why shouldn’t we, hate eachother?
love is just as strong a word as hate
why can’t we admit that love is Nothing… without hate!
so I hate you!
and I hate me!
and you hate me!
and you hate you!
and we hate us!
and we hate them!
and they hate us!
but there’s no hate… if there’s no love?
so we just love, love, love, and love so strong
even though when we love, love, love, we love wrong
but so what?!
because if we don’t fight
then love, is just ‘like’
and what is love like, if love is really like?
well if love is like, then there’s no hate
because like, is too weak to hate
so dislike replaces hate
and I feel that’s more true than saying, I hate you!
because hate and love aren’t real
we use them too much, how can it be special?
but like and dislike, is real
hate is just a strong emotion, it lies, its impulsive-like us
and it’s is never taken serious
and we’re never taken serious
and you never take me serious
and I never take you serious, let you tell it..
but dislike is feeling-it takes thought, and somehow is less casual-unlike us
so its respected more
and you don’t respect me enough
and I don’t respect you enough, let you tell it..
love isn’t taken serious anymore
love, you don’t take me serious anymore
love, I don’t take you serious anymore, let you tell it..
we aren’t hateful
but I don’t know why we say hate for
hate what? hate why? I hate your ” “!
love is exploitive
hate is expletive
love and hate is abuse, where we exploit expletives
like is efficient
dislike is business
like and dislike are careers
and we aren’t successful
we’re still young, but damn, act your age!
“shut up, I hate you!”
..see what I mean?
“you’re right, I don’t like this anymore”
that’s strange, I believe you
“I’m sorry, I’m leaving”
no wait, comeback, I love you!
“don’t say shit you dont mean, you just like the idea, should’ve told me you liked me, I’d have stayed I think…goodbye”
go then! I’m good without you! I hate you!
“no I hate you! that’s why I’m leaving!”
I don’t care, I hate you!
I love you too
“I know you do”
let’s start over
“with what? like?”
yea, I like that idea, do you?
“yea, I dislike the thought of losing you”
I believe you
“I’ll never lie..on purpose”
than never say hate
“only if you never say love”
I love you 😛
😉 “I love you too, can’t help can we?”
its just a word
“until you believe it”
do you believe me?
“I try to”
well what shoyukd we say next?
“fuck it, on three together…”
one. “one”
two. “two”
three. “three”
“I HATE YOU!”I LOVE YOU!
hatelovedislikeyou
“huh?”
hate loved, is like you
“like us”
I love you
“Me2”