Amanda newman
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Why?
So what is life for right? like literally what are our lives for. I mean it's not to make others happy because that is one hell of a fucking task to even get done. I mean sure we can make people happy every now and then but what about us. Is everyone that so self-centered that they don't stop to look at those around them? I mean really why bother with human existence if we can't take a fucking moment to consider everyone else around us. Why can't we just take a fucking chance to look at those we love and stop and wonder what is going on. I guess it's just the thoughts that run through my head lately. Actually, all the time.
By Amanda newman4 years ago in Confessions
His Mind
He wants her alone he looked at her the photo she sends the way she moves gets his heart racing Free like a Wildcat It drives him insane To want her this much He can’t help but find her Roaming through his thoughts He found her by chance Kept coming to visit her Closer until she caved A slip of the tongue A paper with a number And she was all his Mind, soul, and body Given into his desires Feeding his every being within Fueling him to keep going stronger His mind may wonder But his heart keeps him true
By Amanda newman5 years ago in Poets
Retail Minds
Days don't add up Everything’s blending together Happiness that’s faked smiles that are plastered Slowly some of us become soulless But for what cause? It’s just a paycheck Just a piece of paper It says “you can buy this” Or “hey look what you did” But in the end does it matter Does it really matter what you do People will argue and get mad with you Everyone has different standards Yet companies are set in their ways But why is there always one if not more That's picks out you somehow Is it because they are doubtful Do they just hate you Or are they just naturally like that Day in and day out do they act like this You do the same routine each day You do what your expected and even more For what purpose, what reward At what cost do you sacrifice It’s always two steps forward For five steps back in life But you know what I see The misery hiding in all our eyes
By Amanda newman5 years ago in Poets
