I know that I’m not just a waste
I think therefore I am
I know each minute can’t be replaced
I’d love some strawberry jam
Do I exist beyond my words?
Or was I written off?
But that would sound somewhat absurd
Excuse me if I cough
I’m the imperfect lines in poetry
The scribbles in some pad
The jagged sketches, incomplete
I’ve gone completely mad
I’m the splattered paint in canvas board
The neon among the pale
The sweetest in a pile of gourd
The epic win in fail
The name’s ddrei, remember that
So we can get along
I am ddrei, remember well
And I’ll sing you a song
I was drawn to you because you reminded me so much of myself. I'm sorry I was pushy. I didn't want you to experience the things I had to go through when I had no one to turn to.
A year ago, I saw you cry. I predicted as much. I'm sorry I wasn't able to do anything.
Know that I accept you for whatever faults you have. No one is perfect, I hope you understand that.
I know you sacrifice your own happiness for the happiness of others. It's not your obligation to please everyone. Once in a while, you'll have to say NO. It's about time you think about yourself.
I made a promise to you. Even if I haven't exactly done it yet, I will. Take my word for it. I never forgot.
I'm thankful for everything you've done for me, even the littlest things you probably don't remember.
You pushed me away. I accept that now, but when there comes a time that you need me - I'll be there.
I had a dream the other day. You were sitting alone in a dark corner, crying. I wanted to sit next to you, comfort you, but my feet were not cooperating. I just stood there, not able to do anything, deprived from being anywhere close to you. You all but suddenly looked up, tears still welled up you eyes, face red from crying. You turned facing me, and then it hit me - the pain. It wasn't because you looked right through me like I was transparent, but because the pain I saw in your eyes was oppresive.
