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Παναγούλη Κατερίνα
Βλούχου Βασιλική Ελισσάβετ
Τζαβέλα Νεφέλη
Βλούχου Βασιλική Ελισσάβετ
Τζαβέλα Νεφέλη
Παναγούλη Κατερίνα
Βλούχου Βασιλική Ελισσάβετ
Τζαβέλα Νεφέλη
Βλούχου Βασιλική Ελισσάβετ
Τζαβέλα Νεφέλη
One minute
One minute,
That's all it takes
It's enough for us
to say the words our
mouths are too scared
to utter. But our
eyes scream them
every time we look
at each other. We
are too frightened
to let our feelings
for one another
out for the world
to see. One minute,
others say it’s not
much, but for me
it means eternity
if I’m with you.
One minute,
That's all it takes
It's enough for us
to say the words our
mouths are too scared
to utter. But our
eyes scream them
every time we look
at each other. We
are too frightened
to let our feelings
for one another
out for the world
to see. One minute,
others say it’s not
much, but for me
it means eternity
if I’m with you.
Last night.
Last night I dreamt of you
and the night before that
I dreamt of your laugh
and every night before that
I dreamt that you still love me
but every morning
I wake up without your touch
and I can't seem to figure out which is worse:
not having you
or dreaming of what we could be
and then waking up
to an internal misery
and now all that we have
are stories full of history.
Last night I dreamt of you
and the night before that
I dreamt of your laugh
and every night before that
I dreamt that you still love me
but every morning
I wake up without your touch
and I can't seem to figure out which is worse:
not having you
or dreaming of what we could be
and then waking up
to an internal misery
and now all that we have
are stories full of history.
Last night.
Last night I dreamt of you
and the night before that
I dreamt of your laugh
and every night before that
I dreamt that you still love me
but every morning
I wake up without your touch
and I can't seem to figure out which is worse:
not having you
or dreaming of what we could be
and then waking up
to an internal misery
and now all that we have
are stories full of history.
Last night I dreamt of you
and the night before that
I dreamt of your laugh
and every night before that
I dreamt that you still love me
but every morning
I wake up without your touch
and I can't seem to figure out which is worse:
not having you
or dreaming of what we could be
and then waking up
to an internal misery
and now all that we have
are stories full of history.
Sensitive Girl
I always feel guilty
when I pick flowers, I kill the spiders in my
shower curtains
I feel guilty
when I put my stuffed animalsin closed boxes
Because they won't be able to see the world
I'm a sensitive girl
I hate to say it!
It's embarrassing!
like how embarrassing it was
How easily you broke my heart
Like you were picking a rose from it's bush to
smell it!
Killing it!
The pretty little thing.
I always feel guilty
when I pick flowers, I kill the spiders in my
shower curtains
I feel guilty
when I put my stuffed animalsin closed boxes
Because they won't be able to see the world
I'm a sensitive girl
I hate to say it!
It's embarrassing!
like how embarrassing it was
How easily you broke my heart
Like you were picking a rose from it's bush to
smell it!
Killing it!
The pretty little thing.
Self harm
When I'm around and seem all happy
but hide it all and say it's nothing.
Then I go home and do ‘this’ again.
Trying not to show the unbearable pain.
‘Why would you do that?’ they say
while you're just going insane.
Then you only have to explain
what on earth is going on in your head.
‘Why would you do that?’ they say
while you try not to ball your eyes
from the embarrassment
but you end up wiping your tears away.
Then they beg you to stop it right now
but you have to deal with it somehow
then you can do nothing but swear
not to do this thing again.
When I'm around and seem all happy
but hide it all and say it's nothing.
Then I go home and do ‘this’ again.
Trying not to show the unbearable pain.
‘Why would you do that?’ they say
while you're just going insane.
Then you only have to explain
what on earth is going on in your head.
‘Why would you do that?’ they say
while you try not to ball your eyes
from the embarrassment
but you end up wiping your tears away.
Then they beg you to stop it right now
but you have to deal with it somehow
then you can do nothing but swear
not to do this thing again.