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ccatcut · 1 year
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Sincerity.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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I wanted to write a lot,
But then I forgot,
If I ever feel them again,
It'll be a rain with my pen.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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Tiresome. Sleep.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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I read a letter from a year younger me. I am now certain that nobody else can comfort you like how you care for yourself. I only beg you, please don't be disappointed. And thanks!!~
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ccatcut · 1 year
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I don't want the sun to rise, and I'm running again. I want to be there, at the start. I can't see the future, therefore, I regret. My cliche story, an overused structure, yes, the cycle I'm lured.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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At night, I'm awake as a picture,
In the darkness, I'm engulfed by rythms,
On a seabed, I'm pressed flatly,
And the sand holds my burnt remains.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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It's difficult pressuring yourself again and again. There's an allotted time for most of the things that has to be done. And this constant weathering is wearing out everything from within. I do hope that the outcomes will improve me as a person, my skills, and emotions.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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Today was tiring. The day started with a little surprise, a transfer student became my seatmate. It was unbearably boring in some classes, no choice but to feel sleepy. Tasks are compiling, reason why I only look forward to the end of the day. Cats, there was a cat loitering the classroom again, probably waiting for someone to feed it. But I heard that I shouldn't feed them if I won't take responsibility for the rest of their lives. Though I already fed it once before knowing that info. And most importantly, I wanted to write something, but I forgot what it's about.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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Initially, I didn't mind if no one sees what I write, since I write to express. But, somehow I'm curious what readers will think about them. My extroverted tendencies is tingling:D
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ccatcut · 1 year
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「I」
When I live inside my head,
Feelings are complicated,
The outside makes me nauseous,
Can't retain any issues.
Staring down the water,
Piercing through the wallpaper,
Always lost in undefined,
Maybe I should be more kind.
I sing a tune that I heard,
With these noises, they all merged,
Later I'll forget this, then,
Continue writing with pen.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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what am i, seriously
what is my personality
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ccatcut · 1 year
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「True」
The humid air around the chair,
The sky, once again is painted in gray,
The droplets after the rain,
Bracing themselves with no shame.
Warm beings on top of the roof,
Wafting creatures, not aloof,
With an observing presence,
Be bright like the crescent.
Never changing smell of smoke,
They drive upon with loud havoc,
Resonating unrecognized tune,
Together, but is all alone.
Small and another drizzle,
In a very vast cradle,
There's a flower that will wither,
With time in its nature.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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「Fly」
Let it fly,
Just let it fly,
Let it float up to the sky,
You're someone you can rely.
Your emotions are sly,
Keep holding them up high,
Tears are falling when you cry,
You wish for someone to watch them dry.
To be there when you try,
Your pace is nothing to lie,
With that voice you are dyed,
It's you all this time.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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Yeah let's make a blog, I said. They won't care, they don't know me, they probably. But I ended up caring about them who don't exist.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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Needless to say,
I don't want my heart to pay,
First thing in the morning,
To post something without a calling.
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ccatcut · 1 year
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I woke up,
My eyes hurt,
I want a cup,
And a cat to pat.
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