• Walls. Barriers. Things that keep us apart. Why do we even build such things around ourselves? For many years I have been wondering. Now, I have been answered. I have built numerous barriers surrounding me, and I […]

  • People have various kinds of personalities. To which do you belong to?

    Alright. Truth be told, I don’t know what to write about. VARIOUS ideas keep popping into my head. *facepalm*

  • Demetria Malfoy commented on the post, fawn 7 years, 3 months ago

    Fawn rhymes with yawn therefore I shall write about yawn. Don’t ask me why. It’s just that I just finished yawning and I don’t really have anything to write about fawns. I’m sleepy therefore I yawn. I’m bored, I […]

  • Demetria Malfoy commented on the post, help 7 years, 3 months ago

    I’m on the brink of breaking apart. Barely gripping at the edge. Help me up. Don’t make me fall to the unknown. Don’t let them take me. Don’t. Please, just don’t.

  • Mistakes. Wrong turns. What has become of my past does not define me. I am here to stand up once more and be better than my before.

  • His stillness bothers me. He sat there, still as a rock. What have I done? Was there something wrong with what I just said? I tried to get his attention.

    “Andrew, are you alright?”

    He just looked at me with […]

  • Demetria Malfoy commented on the post, keen 7 years, 7 months ago

    I have always wondered how a person can know how keen the other is. It isn’t measured by grades that we receive in school nor the awards that we are given. How is it measured? How does it define the person who […]

  • I knew a man named Mr. Grouch
    He lived in a town near the forest
    I always see him in a slouch
    Like he never gets any rest

    Some even tease him as hunchback
    But behind his back, of course
    Too scared to be heard and tracked
    Might be trapped between gigantic doors

  • Wings. How I wish I had them. It would absolutely be awesome to be able to soar through the sky and forget about everything. Let the wind wipe all my worries away as I soar through the sky and feel the freedom that every bird feels.

    *sigh. Oh how I wish I could fly.

  • Demetria Malfoy commented on the post, band 8 years, 5 months ago

    Rubber band. Rubber band. It would surely hurt if it breaks in your hand.

  • Demetria Malfoy commented on the post, band 8 years, 5 months ago

    The Script. A band that I have come to love. Peculiar for someone of my type, but true. It’s not because I could relate to their songs or something of that sort. It’s just that I find something in their songs that just attracts me into it like it’s absorbing me in its warm melody. […]