| Deviant Login | Shop |
 | Join deviantART for FREE  |
Take the Tour  |
My Sake My SakeMy Sake by ~broadwaydude
Let me tell you a secret.
I love you.
It’s simple as that but love is complicated as everyone says. That is because I do not know why I love you. Your neat room, caring about your looks, no getting drunk at nights. Yet, I still fall for you because of your charming smile, laughter like the sound of a grand piano, eyes that pierce mine. But you do not love me and that is fine because I can’t always be lucky. I admire you from the distance and you can be scared of me. You can hate me all you want. You can call me a selfish bitch if you want. I am a creeper and I just wanted you to know for my sake. You cannot see and do no
Dear Cubicle Dear CubicleDear Cubicle by ~broadwaydude
My life consists of various things.
My dear cubicle, my habitat.
Popping bubble wrap, POP.
Clicking pens, CLICK.
Flipping pages of a book, FLIP.
My life is a repetition of these things.
Nothing fresh, no change.
In fact, the word “change” is not in my vocabulary.
Nor are the words “future” or “destiny”.
I consume oxygen of the present.
I call it Present-O like Jell-O.
Do not imagine or speculate.
My mind does not translate.
Let me be the creature in one position
Because I only have one vision.
Now you see,
Revolution is foreign to me.
Echoing of sounds and images
Are what I seek.
Sta.sh
search for friendly buddys 
on my 
