DKC

(The best part about being bestfriends with someone you've known since you were little is growing together and changing for the better. Sometimes change is inevitable. It's a blessing to have the same people stick by your side through all your phases) I was trying to pin-point the thing that I like the most about you today I thought about small things like how (ugly) you look, how you smile, how your cheeks turn red at the tiniest things, how you dress and how you act Then my thoughts went to the big things like how you make me feel(annoyed), how you make me laugh when I'm feeling so low, how you take care of me directly or indirectly, how you try to console me, how our energies match so effortlessly, how I'm never bored even if we're silent But I still couldn't decide and that is when I realized  It didn't matter how you looked or dressed It didn't matter if you cracked jokes or stayed silent  I like the person that you are In every state, in every way ...

(Sometimes fights turn ugly and people say things they don't mean. I hope we all heal from bitter words that we throw and receive) And now I can't figure out what is heavier, Your words, or my heart Heavy heart, heavy brain, heavy truth, heavy pain Reliving the moment again and again Gone is the smile I had on moments ago Barren land, that's my heart No place for love to grow Hands cold, face hot, lips blue, heart hurt Don't want to feel, trying to cut it short Hole in my chest, all actions gone in vain  For all my old wounds have been opened again.

 (Aren't we all a little tired of life) A smile on your face and hope in your eyes Your prayers alive even when everything else dies You haven't spoken a word but I hear it all I hear your screams when your dreams shatter and fall There's no one to yell at and there's no one to blame Because you know that deep inside everybody feels the same Be it a stranger or be it a really close friend Nobody says what they actually feel, it's become a trend You are fighting with demons all on your own You are hiding the emotions that aren't to be shown You can see everybody pretending to be strong So you wear your mask and act like nothing is wrong.

1:03 am, not the best time to be thinking about how you'll never be mine Getting warmer than usual, palms clammy and a strange feeling in my heart My body seems to predict your presence before the thought of you even crosses my mind I hate reading love stories now Because as much as I try to remember someone else, I yearn for you And then the sight of you looking at her flashes infront of my eyes I can't see anything else then, for my tears turn me blind just like how I blindly fell for you I was laughing then though, cause I had never felt such ecstasy Staring at your lips, knowing that I could never kiss them It pains me when you hug me tight, because I know I can't ask for more But I'll scrape the pieces of love you scatter here and there for me I look at you from afar even when I'm right beside you I can stare at that face forever, but just not when it's buried in her arms That's the only time I wish I was someone else Because if changing a ...

 It's so dark even when the sun is shining bright, this isn't a place for me Among devils in the form of people, this isn't where I want to be They only measure my worth by my grades They give me a new wound every time the old one fades They judge me not by my heart but by my looks They think knowledge can only be gained through books They tell me not to care about what others think But their faces change so fast, they change everytime I blink I want to run away from the reality, I want to go somewhere far I want to go to a place that can't be reached by any plane or any car I want to shout and scream but I can't even speak They have made me so scared, they have made me so weak Their words shouldn't matter to me but this is just how I was mold I wasn't taught to love myself and I wasn't taught to be bold I want to get rid of this whole system cause it just doesn't make sense But my goal seems almost impossible and that's what makes me tense There...

The look of surprise on your face, the enlarged eyes and open jaw It made me wonder if I had said too much, if I had remembered too much  But it is so easy you see, to notice every little detail about you, it comes to me naturally Your words imprinted in my mind, your voice echoing in my ears Maybe it is because you speak so less, I yearn to hear that soothing voice, too soft against this noisy world But then again, the world seems to grow silent when you have something to say I know nothing about you and it makes me ache I know that this bond of ours was destined to break  But why does my heart still shiver when I remember the time my hand brushed against yours and you didn't take it back The touch still lingers on my palm, the feeling still lingers in my soul  You are mysterious like an abyss, too difficult to comprehend yet too important to overlook Your soul so deep, I couldn't reach it, no one could But I keep on coming back, trying to peep into your world, trying to...

 ( I wrote this after I went to my first art exhibition. A person came upto me and said I looked like somebody they knew and for some reason I felt beautiful then) These eyes that I hate helped me make a new friend today With these eyes that I call ugly, I looked at beautiful people with their beautiful artistic creations It's these eyes that saw the eyes of others glisten as they walked through different rooms filled with different forms of art  I took off my glasses and glanced at the mirror  This was the first time I could see more clearly without my glasses on It was never my eyes that were the problem It was how I chose to see myself and my surroundings with them Today I met a person and I thought "I want to see the world through their eyes" Now I want to make my eyes so beautiful that when others try to see through it, they realize that the world holds enough beauty to erase the feeling of ugliness from their heart.

 Middle aged women, all unsatisfied with their lives Instead of building their careers, they were forced to become become wives That is what I see when I look around Their wings cut off so that they would stay in the ground Stick to the same old chores everyday  Their dreams playing in their minds on replay Years of sacrifice only to get treated with disrespect  Expected to put up with everything and just accept their fate Taught that they were weak from an early age Taught that it was unacceptable to show their rage I look at all these women, their eyes still so kind Even though this society has always left them behind I look at my mother, how she mimics people with so much ease I cannot help but envision her acting in the movies She had gotten many offers but her family was her captor A single stare from her uncle and that was the end of that chapter Then comes my mother's sister who has quite a stable job But she could be so much more, it makes my heart throb Forced to...