Hey Blue Eyes (Stana Katic)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGufAvgafR0

Hey blue eyes, tomorrow became yesterday
What was will never be felt again
I fell in love with you
Over a smile so gold, I was through
Where did you come from, why did you come from there
Got yourself a woman, do I even care
I want you to want me, the way that I want you
Ain’t it strange how god fixed a plan
To want the world to find solace in the bodies of a woman and a man
Come to me close boy, take my hand
And we’ll fly off to a magic land

 

Stana Katic

WHY?

Questions by SaoriAiko

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http://wearethenation.deviantart.com/art/Questions-578137078

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Thank You SaoriAiko for letting me use your artwork for my little project.

Thank you very much for everything.

 

Why?

 

WELL COME ON! DON’T YOU WANT TO GET IN?

WELL? MOVE IT! TAKE THEM OFF!

SHOW US,

EVERYTHING!

 

WHY?

 

Hair too flat, length unflattering.

Ears too small, eyes too hollow.

Cheeks too puffy, lips too thin.

Forehead too big, breast too small.

 

How disappointing, what’s with that thing you’re wearing?

 

WHY?

 

COME ON! EAT LESS! CONTROL YOURSELF! LISTEN! RUN!! EXERCISE! DIET!

 

WHY!

 

Look! Look at them, those idiots. Those outsiders, those nobodies.

 

WHY!

 

Wherever I am, I’m never alone,

constantly reminded of my shortcomings,

of things I’m born with,

of things that I choose for myself,

of reasons I’ve not given,

words shouted or whispered.

              

                              BUG-EYED

               SLUT                                    WHORE

FAGGOT              WIMP                DISGUSTING

               STUPID                IDIOT

 

WHY?

WHY?

 

I’ve done no wrong; I’ve broken no laws,

yet, I’ve continued to be hated; we’ve continued to be hated.

 

WHY?

WHY?

 

Did we insult you?

Did we hurt you?

Did we scar you?

 

WHY?

WHY?

WHY?

 

What did we do wrong?

To be born, to be given life,

into this world, into this age,

into this time of wonder and opportunity.

 

YOU CAN’T DO IT

               IT’S IMPOSSIBLE

               JUST ACCEPT IT

               WE’RE JUST NOT CUT OUT FOR IT.

 

A time of dreams and chance,

of knowledge and tolerance,

 

To be hurt, to be misunderstood,

to be put down.

 

WHY?

 

What did we do wrong?

Where did we go wrong?

Was it inevitable?

Were we fated upon this path?

 

To be born, to live,

what a miracle,

How sad are we?

To be like this.

 

WHY?