What They Seem
The oceans look so still
So calm, so serene
But beneath its surface lies
Over half of the world’s life
The sand looks like
One continuous line
But it’s really billions of pieces
Of shattered shell and rock
So, you see my dear
Things aren’t always
What they seem
I appear so together
So in control of things
But in my head is chaos
I’m crumbling apart more everyday
You think that I am happy
I’m doing fine without you
But I still cry myself to sleep
And keep your picture on my desk
So you see, dear
Things aren’t always
What they seem
– me, 05.21.00
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Yep, that sums up my feelings lately…. 🙁 Very nice.
{{{Swirly-girlie}}} {v}
Well said…i can definitely relate to this. Maybe not today but earlier this week. instead of keeping his picture on my desk i keep his picture on my bookshelp;-).
you’re breaking rule #4!! you’re breaking rule #4!! (if anyone adjusted their blogs because of my silly “rules,” i think i would have to laugh in pity…)
you’re supposed to know me so well
but if you did
would it change the way you look at me
and the way you say i’m beautiful
that you love me
that i’m the greatest friend you’ve ever had
that this is your new girlfriend
and we’ll all be great friends.
i understand completely what you mean.
Proptastic!
Beautifully written.
Olen kuin meri —
pinnalta ajan tuulten kuljeteltavissa,
sisällä suuria salaisuuksia.
-Tuntematon
And the translation:
I’m like the ocean —
the surface traveling with the winds of time,
beneath great secrets.
-Unknown