is the way

you speak to

me true

or just something

i made in

my head

just those flattering

words weren’t

meant for

me and

we’re for someone

else

were those words

facts that

you felt or

just my fancy for

you getting

in the way?

because it

felt so

real but you

seem normal as

always so

maybe i made it up

made up your

love and

support and

every compliment

you ever gave

but i guess

i’ll never

know ...

Which Shall We Choose

Fact or fantasy which path to tread

A place where all the boundaries blur

Fact or fantasy where dreams are fed

Where the known and unknown gently stir

Both have their place in this unknown zone

Can we not embrace them both?

As nothing is set in stone

In this mystic realm of growth

Together for they are one

Isn’t fact a fragment of the whole?

Or just Yin and Yang dancing ...

I want someone to be the Aaron to my Juliette.

(Loving me despite my past or my flaws)

I want someone to be the Percy to my Annabeth.

(Loving my smarts and who I am)

I want someone to be the Cardan to my Jude.

(Loving me even if I have a bad family)

I want someone to be the Ron to my Hermione.

(Loving me even though I am paranoid)

All I really want is just love.

Comfort.

Someone.

—...

All the star can't prove how much I

loved him, we Opened

Our hearts, but My

eyes were the only one that saw the light, your eyes

Saw the dark and only

The dark I ran To,

But the darkness was gone I See

Bright colors The

Vibrant truth

...

Fact or Fancy?

You need to decide

Be yourself or

Be someone of lies

Be yourself or

Be someone wear a gown of pride

You don’t have the love for yourself

So you make the choice and hide

Are you afraid to be judged?

Are you insecure of your flaws?

I don’t know what you think perfect should be

But its not being someone your not

Embrace what God has crafted

You have the ability

Your flaws are hand ...

Every person is hard on themself, whether it be comparison, not getting the grade, or a dislike of a personal trait or characteristic of themself.

One may feel as if they are not worthy of good things because of a mistake they have made in the past. They may believe they deserve harassment from the kids at school or the striking comment from the boss in the office. They may believe they are resp...

She loves me

She loves me not

She loves her more

She loves me more

She loves her more

She loves me more

Does she live for anything

Except for the thrill

Fact or fancy

You’re with me or

You’re sleeping with her

What is it now?

Truth or dare

Is it true that you sent her pictures

I dare you to tell the truth

Do you actually love me

She loves me

She loves me not

She loves her more

She loves her ...

In the realms of thought, where truth and fable dance,

Lies a boundary blurred, a shifting trance.

Fact and ancy, intertwined an discreet,

Inseparable threads in a cosmic feat.

Facts, like sturdy pillars, stand erect,

Anchoring reality, dispelling any defect.

Proofs and logic guide our understanding clear,

A tangible tapestry, revealing all that’s near.

Fancy, on the other hand, takes its flight...

Black and white.

This or that.

My brain writes me fiction,

But I take it as fact.

I’m an oracle, mind reader,

And a prophet in one.

To protect me from hurt,

So the pain can be done.

They used to laugh, turn their shoulders,

And make me sit out.

So I built armor by predicting,

What they’re thinking about.

Because I know what they’re thinking:

I suck, I’m the worst.

But it stings so much less,

I...

Fact or Fancy, a dance of the mind,

Where truth and imagination intertwine.

A tapestry woven with threads so fine,

Unraveling mysteries, seeking what's behind.

Fact, the pillar of rationality and proof,

Grounded in evidence, resolute and aloof.

It stands tall, unwavering, firm in its stance,

A beacon of reason, truth's sacred expanse.

Fancy, the flight of dreams and desire,

A realm of wonder, wh...