Blank pages staring
Like blank faces, daring
My pen to make a move.
Empty, hungry,
Starving
For something they
Have never seen.
No-
Pages long for nothing.
If I fill the lines
Behind your eyes
The ink
Will never fade.
Unknown "Leashed Lesbian" Dazed - 18 years, 4 days ago

What do you do
When you finally realize
That you can't bring yourself to follow
All of the advice you've given everyone else?
Unknown "Leashed Lesbian" Dazed - 18 years, 5 days ago

I like my secrets.
Sometimes.
They make me who I am.
They separate me from the rest of the world.
I am special.
I am unique.
I am mysterious.
But more and more, lately,
I wonder what it would be like
To live a life
Free of secrecy.
No hiding, no worries.
Is it worth it?
I'll never know.

Because there are three kinds of secrets.

The ones I don't want to tell- conceivably, I could share them some day.
The ones people wouldn't want to know- again, it could happen.
The ones people can't know- no can do.

My secrets.
Your secrets.
I am not special.
I am not unique.
And I am definitely
Not mysterious.

I am me.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.

.end
Unknown "Leashed Lesbian" Dazed - 18 years, 10 days ago

I'm running in circles until science discovers a new, more effective method to make all the world a single, unified blur, while simultaneously making me lightheaded and giddy, as well as working my quads.
Unknown "Leashed Lesbian" Dazed - 18 years, 1 month, 6 days ago