Greyson Fay: Favorites

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

Ember Evanescent

So this is what it feels like
To actually think
you have a chance
with a guy
who is so far out of your league
that it is ridiculous
he has even noticed
your minor existence
I like it
So this is what it feels like
To start falling for a poet
to find someone attractive
for their soul
so this is what talking
to a "popular guy" feels like
when you
have always been
are still
and will always be
an "unpopular girl"
so this is what it feels like
to find a writer
and realize
there is so much potential
it is almost
impossible to believe
it is really happening
and you are really
feeling this happy
I like it
So this is what it feels like
To text a guy
everyday after school
send him pictures
of your face
not your body
and that
is all he asked you for
to have a guy call you pretty
everyday
to be titled a broad variety
of pretty things
by a truly hot boy
because he writes
he has a wide vocabulary
and a beautiful mind
so this is what it feels like
to feel wanted
by a boy
I like it
So this is what it feels like
To go on a trip
and come back
to the boy
who you
have been talking to
for months now
who has told you
he thinks
his mother
would like you
who has told you
he is going to
make your days together
special
who has told you
he wants
to take you
on a picnic
the boy
you thought about
everyday
while you were away
so this is what it feels like
to have him text you:
So, remember how I liked you?
In pastense
you notice the tense
right away
so this is what it feels like
to deal with
him telling you
he is "in love"
with his ex
he loves her so much
he wants her
so this is what it feels like
to feel used
and unwanted
and worthless
and not enough
and second place
and still like him
even though
it hurts
to still wish
his contact
would light up your screen
with a text message
that says: hey pretty girl
like he used to send
so this is how it feels
to be second best
I don't like it.
well, now I know how it feels

and I get to see his stupid ***** of an ex EVERY FCKING DAY. its great. -_-

#whatitfeelslike

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

Nowhere To Go

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

cheryl love

Nowhere To Go

The trees in the winter months
Branches laden with sparkling snow
Like little diamonds reflecting in the sun
Dressed but nowhere to go.

Berries dappled on bushes on hedgerows
Tucked safely where the wind doesn’t blow
Like rubies and garnets on the bushes fingers
Dressed but nowhere to go.

Fairies dancing in the midnight moonlight
Providing a spectacular floor show.
Lacy cobwebs for table cloths and spun specially
Dressed but nowhere to go.

The winter is almost upon us
Spices enrich Christmas bread dough
Icing drips neatly onto the floor in puddles
It is dressed but nowhere to go.

I however have my glad rags on,
My painted face, rich ruby lips and so
With my sequins, high heeled shoes
I am painting the town red and raring to go.

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

Drowning

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

Dawn Anderson

Drowning

We're drowning
Together at least
I try to move for the surface
But you pull my hand
As if to say it's too far
And for all I know
It might be
So I rest at the bottom
Right next you
I feel the air almost gone
And then you go
You betray me
You push me to boost yourself
Looked me in the eye the whole time
And I always will remember that look
Not sadness
Not regret
It was more like anger
Like you had won
And while you swam to the top
I watch you
As my air
Is completly
*Gone

.

#sad #eyes #breathe #push #air #used #drown #look #surface #user

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

Milestar

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

AJ

Milestar

One day Bravery climbed all the way to the moon.
Yes, his name was Bravery.
And his middle name was Reagan.
And he was seven and three fourths.
But anyway, please pay attention to the actual story.
One day Bravery climber all the way to the moon.
He drew himself a staircase,
And he ran all the way.
He had to stop a few times
To catch his breath and take a drink of water,
You must stay hydrated.
But oh boy did he get there.

He was never "shooting for" the moon in the stars.
Bravery believes in strict gun control laws.
Plus he's only seven and three fourths.

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

Politics and Fiddle Sticks

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

AJ

Politics and Fiddle Sticks

It's so weird.
I am very greedy.
I thrive off attention.
I really do.
And I get so much of it,
But I just want more.
I get very finicky when someone isn't fawning over me.

I am self spoiled.
I'm not sure if that's wrong or not.

I am a queen
And you're obscene
If you do not notice

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

Removable Discontinuity

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

AJ

Removable Discontinuity

Tonight is a bad kind of nostalgic.
The music started reminding me of all you guys.
Thrift shopping and cooking in your stockpile kitchen.

And puking in public restrooms,
And late night fifty dollar tattoos
Are some of last years memories.
And those songs don't feel to good either.

And even last week's music
Makes me feel bitter.

And I tried to flashback from earlier in the 2000s.
But that was music from when I was fourteen.
The angst years will now be left alone.
Jesus I have the shakes again.

Bad night.
Bad night.
A splash of coffee in my whiskey.
It's not alright.
It's not alright.
I'm not alright.
Alright?

"You say I should think before I talk, you say I shouldn't think about my life
Cause once I finally hit the ground, who's gonna drag me into the light?"

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

"Would you write? Would you call back, baby?"

Dec 2014 Greyson Fay

AJ

"Would you write? Would you call back, baby?"

My mere silhouette would do the trick.
I like to think that at least.
You could tell me that I'm wrong.
But you know it's right.
Doing the wrong thing always feel right,
Until tomorrow morning.