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Caroline Jun 2013
To be or not to be,
that seems to be the question I see.
To exist or to sleep,
To live dangerously or be at peace,
To spend countless days trapped or spend counted days free,
To be me or to be another copy of you,
Do I live to see or see to live?

*-c.a.
Caroline Jun 2013
What do you do when you've met someone but you haven't physically?

What do you do when that someone loves you?

What do you do when that someone asks if you love them?

Do you say yes and lead them on because you've never met?

Or do you say no because you've never met?

So then tell me what to do when you say "i love you" to that person but then realize you didn't mean to?

Do you cease conversations in hopes that they'll forget about you?

Or do you continue conversations and slowly rip their heart out bit by bit?


What do you do?

*-c.a.
Caroline Jun 2013
Slipping in and out of consciousness
Nausea is back, hold on a sec
I run to the room to spew my troubles
Hoping that this will be the last
I venture back to my room
Back on my bed
Trying to get comfortable
Before having to get up again

*-c.a.
Caroline Jun 2013
By asking if I'm ok
Do you mean that I am inexplicably sane?

By asking if I'm alright
Do you mean that I'm not a danger to myself tonight?

By asking if I'm fine
Do you mean that my eyes will shine bright?

Do you really care?
Or are you just making sure you can't be held responsible if I die tonight
Because you didn't ask what's on my mind

*-c.a.
Caroline May 2013
Cut
You looked and saw them
You asked what happened
You asked why my wrists were cut
And I replied,
"I got sad, that's all."

*-c.a.
Caroline May 2013
Dream on dreamer
Accomplish what is needed
Go on with life
Live like you should
But be careful of the storms

Keep out of the way
Hold on tight
I think we're going for a ride

Death holds you by the reigns
And life pulls you along
When everything changes
Nothing can be wrong

Magic in the air
Fire in our hearts
This is a revolution
Don't try and stop us now.

*-c.a.
Caroline May 2013
You said you loved me
but that can't be true.
Because love means forever; me and you
but truly I can't love you
I can't return what you give to me
I'll always be sad no matter how happy I'll be
I'm too much of a hassle
Easy to unravel
I appreciate the thought of admiration
but I know that I'll succumb to my desperation.

*-c.a.
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