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Estherzz21 Apr 2015
Here's to the you that's amazing.
To the you
who stood there for them,
who sacrifice for them,
who smiled for them.

Here's to the you that's strong.
To the you
who lie to live,
who hides your tears,
who suffocates inside.

Here's to the you that's beautiful.
To the you
that cut yourself, because you don't want to hurts others;
To the you
that wrote it out, because you don't want an outburst;
To the you
that simply smile, because you needed to.

So here's to everything that you've done,
to everything that I've said and not;
Here's to you, my amazing one,
Cheers.
Perhaps it was unnoticeable, perhaps it was small,
but I know, cause you're strong,
we know, cause we're same.
Estherzz21 Apr 2015
Day by day I turned the page,
day by day I read your words;
Gradually, heavily, leisurely-not,
I leave my body, unconsciously.

Covered with long white sleeves,
muttering and uttering,
"Change does not exist,
one simply takes one step closer to their true self."

Natheless, drifting was I,
and you say true self;
Withal, nameless was mine,
yet you blabber true self.

Unknown and unseen,
haunting me dawn and dusk;
So there it lies,
my stranger,
my true self.
I am you and you are me,
lying within the same body;
yet what differs me and you,
would be the one they say true self.
Estherzz21 Apr 2015
Thy who have no hatred,
will never have love;
Thus says the one,
that knows hatred is in love.

Emotions are hateful,
depression is lovely;
yet they say its the opposite,
because they've never tried.

And so I close my eye
in hatred and in love;
To advert it from you,
to amend my mistake.

So Hatred started to fall,
to fall into,
to fall deeply;
and finally In Love.
It's not love when there's no hate.
Estherzz21 Apr 2015
And so I lay down,
to accept tranquility,
to welcome eternity;
But the clamour never shuts.

Thus the ones in black and yellow,
like itself, only a different form;
Forward and backward,
the never-ending process.

Its annoying buzz,
its disturbing moves;
As life itself,
to ignore and smile.

Liars are survivors,
lying is surviving;
"Why smile?",
you ask.

And I said,
"To Live".
society is the reason liars exist
Estherzz21 Apr 2015
Stillness within tranquil,
Movements within clamour;
In mixture she stood there,
Introvert she names.

Gazing and perceiving,
Simply fascinating;
But residing in her world,
was nothing but hollow.

Catching her insight,
Diverting towards him;
telling herself,
that she never matters.

Self-pity, she would say,
But I say strength;
Pathetic, she labelled,
Thou I say brave.

She was simply a girl,
Malicious was an unknown;
Through dawn and dusk,
She became a title.

A title she called,
The Introverts.
smiling as herself

— The End —