About
I'm Mikey.
Full name Michael John Milson. Boring I know.
I like rainy days.
Walks along the beach, But not swimming.
Sand gives me the creeps,
So do spiders.
I like music, mostly music that relates to my life.
I have had a rocky life,
Trying to fix it up, looking forward to the future.
I am an emotional person,
This is something I cannot help.
Friends are my oxygen, Music my release.
I am into to guys and girls,
I guess that makes me bisexual.
I am still searching for love,
It has not found me yet.
I have a habit of falling for the wrong people.
Get my heart crushed before my eyes.
I will listen to your problems, and try to help you,
Before I help myself.
There are some friends I have left recently.
I love and miss you guys.
Another Poem
I sit alone in the darkness.
Waiting.
Waiting for him to come back to me.
Can he hear my cries?
Can he feel my tears?
Can he sense my breaking heart?
God only knows such a fact.
How can this be that he can't see me?
Is it because I'm sitting alone in the darkness?
I just walk past everyone as if I were invisible.
Can he see me now?
Can he see the pain he's caused me?
Or does he just look past it?
I think I should move on, but something tells me to wait.
It's my heart.
I'll give him one last chance.
He needs to prove his love to me.
As I return to sit alone in the darkness.
Waiting.
MASK
I hide behind a mask
You can't see my face
Looking at first glance
I'm in a happy place
The truth is, that's a lie
But you can't really tell
that in the back of my mind
I think the world should rot in hell
What's the point of living
If we are all going to die
What's the point of being happy
If in the end we're going to cry
But this is something no one sees
This is something no one knows
And yet deep inside of me
This feeling of hatred grows
So even though this mask reveals a happy side of me,
I use the mask as a shield to look at what others can never see.
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