Jupiter Again

No one's picking up the phone
Guess it's me and me
And this little masochist, she's ready to confess all the things that I never thought
that she could feel and...

...Hey, Jupiter...
Nothing's been the same.
Thought we both could use a friend to run to.

And I thought you'd see that with me you wouldn't have to be something new...

Sometimes I breathe you in
And I know you know.

And sometimes you take a swim.
Found your writing on my wall.

If my heart's soaking wet,
Boy, your boots can leave a mess!

Guess I thought I could never feel
The things I feel
Hey, Jupiter...

So far

From what I've learnt, so far, the worst feeling in this world is that of helplessness.

Sara Fernandes

Spring

 So today I walked in my English class (late, as always) and I had to write a small poem about spring in, like, 1 minute.

It's terrible, but I've always liked Spring and I have nothing else to post about it.

Spring
Birds rejoice,
Light's new voice.
Change's here,
Rain's there.
Would ever I to stay here dare?

Can't believe it, but I miss December. Somehow, everything  feels colder now.

Happy Spring everyone.
Sara F.

Decisions

19th Of March

"She came home, just won the game
Long time struggle she fulfilled her dream
All she wanted was to make you proud,
You weren't there

She had her birthday few days ago
She got some presents, a big party too
And there were congratulation calls
As the years before, not ever one from you...

You weren't there... 

You weren't there, distant, far away
It's like this every day, they see you in their heads
Wonder if you'll come...
Afraid to close my eyes, and miss you once again...

She cut herself on a piece of paper
It didn't hurt, but she saw the blood
She could need that embrace. You weren't there...


You weren't there, distant, far away
It's like this every day, they see you in their heads
Wonder if you'll come...
Afraid to close my eyes, and miss you once again..."
L.M

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