xx31broken_dreamer13xx
a sea lily
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a sea lily
lol, here it is. hope it's okay ~
everything is an illusion
anymore, that's the business i'm now,
illusions and trickery and everything else
it's made me slightly paranoid and relatively distrustful
i'm rather hard to convince because, after all,
it might just be a l i e for all we k n o w,
work with illusions enough and it's what happens to you, my dear.
i'm afraid to say that if you were looking
to place me in a neat little category
you'd be very much mistaken to do so
and it would be a waste of your time.
for i am the illusionist, the paranoid, distrustful illusionist,
the young girl who played with dolls and wrote stories,
hoping to create her own worlds, -
which she did through her own illusions
who then, a decade or two later, ended up wandering again,
searching for belonging,
who really couldn't try to categorize herself
because the sad truth is,
she doesn't really know, isn't sure if she is
a villain
or
a hero
roses are red, violets are blue, this whole game was simply the faintest of illusions
rose is also the name of a young wanderer, otherwise known as me.
rose is also the name of a young wanderer, otherwise known as me.
everything is an illusion
anymore, that's the business i'm now,
illusions and trickery and everything else
it's made me slightly paranoid and relatively distrustful
i'm rather hard to convince because, after all,
it might just be a l i e for all we k n o w,
work with illusions enough and it's what happens to you, my dear.
not that i dislike my power , it's rather...entertaining?
stimulating?
interesting?
perfect for me?
i don't know if i can live in this world so i better create one of my own?
i guess that's it. i'm not good at being cruel
just because i do have a conscience, despite my many thorns
and at the same time i'm not going to be a h e r o
i don't know if you're worth saving.
if i can't really save myself
then what makes you think i can save you?
stimulating?
interesting?
perfect for me?
i don't know if i can live in this world so i better create one of my own?
i guess that's it. i'm not good at being cruel
just because i do have a conscience, despite my many thorns
and at the same time i'm not going to be a h e r o
i don't know if you're worth saving.
if i can't really save myself
then what makes you think i can save you?
i'm a wanderer, going from place to place
looking for perfection and hoping against hope that what i find isn't
going to s l i p away
as though it were just an illusion, just a dream,
i can only create my desires through illusion when i really want
it all to be
real.
what can i say? i'm greedy and selfish
and my skin is probably tinged green by now,
i'm so goddamned jealous.
every rose hasitsthorns
and i guess i have a lot, hmm?
looking for perfection and hoping against hope that what i find isn't
going to s l i p away
as though it were just an illusion, just a dream,
i can only create my desires through illusion when i really want
it all to be
real.
what can i say? i'm greedy and selfish
and my skin is probably tinged green by now,
i'm so goddamned jealous.
every rose hasitsthorns
and i guess i have a lot, hmm?
so does everyone else.
i might have superpowers -hushedvoices-
but i'm still very much human on the inside,
and i look both ways before crossing the street,
and i fold napkins into neat little swans and cranes and everything else.
have i come off as a terrible person?
i'm really not one. really, i'm not.
i'd run into a burning building to save the ones i love
unfortunately there don't seem to be a lot,
which is also rather unfortunate.
i might have superpowers -hushedvoices-
but i'm still very much human on the inside,
and i look both ways before crossing the street,
and i fold napkins into neat little swans and cranes and everything else.
have i come off as a terrible person?
i'm really not one. really, i'm not.
i'd run into a burning building to save the ones i love
unfortunately there don't seem to be a lot,
which is also rather unfortunate.
i'm afraid to say that if you were looking
to place me in a neat little category
you'd be very much mistaken to do so
and it would be a waste of your time.
for i am the illusionist, the paranoid, distrustful illusionist,
the young girl who played with dolls and wrote stories,
hoping to create her own worlds, -
which she did through her own illusions
who then, a decade or two later, ended up wandering again,
searching for belonging,
who really couldn't try to categorize herself
because the sad truth is,
she doesn't really know, isn't sure if she is
a villain
or
a hero
some days they seem so
goddamn similar.
goddamn similar.
sweet sorrowful
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sweet sorrowful
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chemfire
Tipsy Trader
sweet sorrowful
a sea lily
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Please ignore how ramble-y it got. xD
And tell me if it's no good, srsly. : |
And I wouldn't expect you to change~ XDD
It's awesome the way it is. c:
And tell me if it's no good, srsly. : |
And I wouldn't expect you to change~ XDD
It's awesome the way it is. c:
delusion: the act of deluding; deception by creating ILLUSORY ideas.
it reminds me
→→→→sometimes
of a song
something about a city
→→→→→→→→destroy this city
this city of delusion.
this city this city this city.
with all the people rushing
expecting life to be
just
perfect.
D IS FOR DELUSION
P IS FOR PERFECTION.
M IS FOR MYSTERE
and that is
✓ d - none of the above.
i know it.
i see through these illusions.
in this city destroy this city.
and it doesn't take a SUPERHERO.
to see
those illusions
are just LIES.
"BUT HOW?"
→→→→is why i keep this all a secret.
i'm just
→→→→SPECIAL
→→→→→→→→→i guess.
ask no questions
and you shall
hear
→→no
→→→→lies.
but you shall see them.
everywhere.
lies and they're just your eyes playing tricks on you.
or are they?
it's my eyes that see the truth.
and it's my mind that tells the lies.
DON'T GET TOO CLOSE.
stay behind the yellow line, please, it's only for safety.
because you will believe what i want
truth or lies.
need a hint?
→→→→check the box next to B.
B is for b*****d buggering with your brain.
→→→→i like words.
letters and words.
→→→→being BRITISH.
b b b is the answer, check b, check b.
stereotypically
→→means i appreciate language.
more than you.
it is simply HUMAN nature.
to appreciate.
to love and care and nurture.
i nurture words and stories and lies
It's just habit, I guess.
habit to walk down the street.
and pretend i'm just. like. them.
when i know i'm not.
i've made people play in traffic
for the hell of it.
that doesn't make me much of a human,
does it?
no.
no no no.
because humans
don't
→→feel
this way.
they don't spend
sleepless nights
listening to the constant hum of thoughts.
but.
→→→→i'm still a nice guy.
not a villain, for lord only knows where you got that from.
i give you hints, and i give you lies.
YOU JUST DON'T REALISE IT YET.
and i doubt you ever will.
it reminds me
→→→→sometimes
of a song
something about a city
→→→→→→→→destroy this city
this city of delusion.
this city this city this city.
with all the people rushing
expecting life to be
just
perfect.
D IS FOR DELUSION
P IS FOR PERFECTION.
M IS FOR MYSTERE
and that is
✓ d - none of the above.
i know it.
i see through these illusions.
in this city destroy this city.
and it doesn't take a SUPERHERO.
to see
those illusions
are just LIES.
"BUT HOW?"
→→→→is why i keep this all a secret.
i'm just
→→→→SPECIAL
→→→→→→→→→i guess.
ask no questions
and you shall
hear
→→no
→→→→lies.
but you shall see them.
everywhere.
lies and they're just your eyes playing tricks on you.
or are they?
it's my eyes that see the truth.
and it's my mind that tells the lies.
DON'T GET TOO CLOSE.
stay behind the yellow line, please, it's only for safety.
because you will believe what i want
truth or lies.
need a hint?
→→→→check the box next to B.
B is for b*****d buggering with your brain.
→→→→i like words.
letters and words.
→→→→being BRITISH.
b b b is the answer, check b, check b.
stereotypically
→→means i appreciate language.
more than you.
it is simply HUMAN nature.
to appreciate.
to love and care and nurture.
i nurture words and stories and lies
It's just habit, I guess.
habit to walk down the street.
and pretend i'm just. like. them.
when i know i'm not.
i've made people play in traffic
for the hell of it.
that doesn't make me much of a human,
does it?
no.
no no no.
because humans
don't
→→feel
this way.
they don't spend
sleepless nights
listening to the constant hum of thoughts.
but.
→→→→i'm still a nice guy.
not a villain, for lord only knows where you got that from.
i give you hints, and i give you lies.
YOU JUST DON'T REALISE IT YET.
and i doubt you ever will.
WingGoddess23
sweet sorrowful
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