A façade of epic poportions.

Such a gorgeous girl.
Such a pretty face.
Look at her nice body,
She's so special,they say.
But what of her mind?
What of her mind,they say.
She's so broken,she wouldn't be able to tell,anyway.
Its still wrong,
One voice whispers.
It doesn't make this right,
Says another.
Abusing and confusing,
Torturing and anguishing,
What perverts,are they.
Yet no mind they pay.
Yet they continue to play their game.
She's ugly,
She's filth.
That's what she finds herself to be,
At the end of the day.
Such a gorgeous face.
Such a pretty girl.
Its too bad she died today.

Words

   Words and humanity.
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 Words. Vocabulary. Communication.

These things make up our life,and how we live it. They cause actions,with those actions...a reaction. They cause feelings,a new wave of emotions spurred by each syllable and sound coming forth from lips. Or they could be read,like now, and tried to be understood, as to why, the meaning behind this post in this lonely blog that wishes to be more. They are desires, and wisdom . They are the core of what we stand for and need. They can be used nicely, and of course, not nicely. How you use them is what causes our personality to react, to feel..to yearn...to touch. Words we cannot live without, despite what we say. If life was a silent movie, it would suddenly lose its meaning. And not really,for even then, in our innermost mind,words would be formed as we gauge the actions and reactions and feelings and emotions and yearnings...

What are words but just an expression of art in itself?
And what is art but an expression of man to release its yearnings?

As we can see,words are connected to everything.
Everything is connected to words.

Without such things,we cannot live.
Live we cannot,without such things.

It is a message I try to apprise to the world who feel the need to shorten what others say.
Words should be left free and should be left to be written and say as they must.

For if they are not given their proper and finished thought,then what meaning have they at the end?

 PandiieInsanityWorks.2011.All rights reserved.

oh! Poetry,why,hello!

Fan girl Syndrome.

I know its only been hours a few,but I'm terribly excited.
So I decided to post a prose,about fans and their dreams.
This came to me one night as I gazed at pictures of my idols and my favourite performing artists. I couldn't help but sigh and wonder how these personalities are outside of the limelight. So here it is,a Fan's Dream.Copyright to PandiieInsanityWorks,2011.Image rights belong to : www.fangirlproject.com



A Fan's Dream
In your eyes you see-
A person worthy of their sins
In my eyes I see-
A person strong
A person with justice
A person passionate
One to be loved by all


In your eyes you see-
A perfect man
In my eyes I see-
An ethereal being
An angel fallen
A beauty to be admired by all


But in their eyes all you are
is what they see and not beyond
But in their eyes you are not truly known
Only to those who have your love
Yet,in those very eyes,you are flawed
And confused,a person left behind by shadows of old
Created by a demented state,a destroyed society
Someone who isn't led by their 'god'
And falsely they cherish


Sadly,I weep,because I really don't see
Sadly,I weep
for in my eyes I see
Shallowly(not really anything beyond the surface and speculation)
and I'm not any better than they
Sadly I weep,for all I see is what they see
and I wish to see so much more
If I could but reach and see your true soul


I'd lose myself
I'd lose myself forever more.


And you would never see
the real me.
_________
PandiieInsanityWorks.2011.All rights reserved.

.::A radical ^New^ Beginning::.

Hello,hello.

 It is me again. Why,yes,it seems the times have changed. Why? Well,the world is much more modern,and writing by candle light seems a little boring. Alas,my style as well has changed,but not for the worse,oh no. Instead of only thoughts expressed by prose,now opinions and quotes shall be known. Yes,the times have changed and so has my style,but I am still the same old insane little girl...the insane princess in training,yes?

So let the madness begin once more,and hopefully...be spread to the rest of the dark corners of the world.

And don't forget,
F#CK the mainstream.
Long Live the Queen.
-Pandiie_Insanity,I.P.I.T.♥