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Is this Really You?Your happiness
Is due to my sadness
Seeing me sad
Makes you glad
Your heart is so cold
And you only know how
To act bold,
That is how the story will be told.
Answer MeQuestions scare people away,
If they scare you away from me,
Then I guess we shouldn't be friends,
I ask to receive answers,
If you can't answer me,
Then find another person,
That likes to deal with rude people,
Lost Forever MoreI thought I had a friend
A true friend
That would be there
Thick and thin
And ever then
Try to do all they could do
To make me smile again
But I was dead wrong
I felt like an ugly bull frog
I was sad
When I got wind
That my very best friend
Had left me
For a new best friend
I wasn't warned
I wasn't told
I felt the world around me
Just turn bitter cold
I was out of the picture
For ever more
I was a forgotten
That got left on the floor.
A Dark Mind With A loving heartI feel bad,
To all the girls
That grew up,
With hate in their hearts,
I was one,
So long ago,
I wanted to die,
I wanted to be mean,
But my heart didn't let me,
All I did was sit home and cried,
And wanted a better life,
And I have to say,
Not a single tear went to waste,
Being so sad,
Taught me how to be so happy,
The more I let the evil leave me,
So slowly and carefully,
The better I became,
The brighter my days became,
Now even one of my darkest days,
I still look up and smile,
And I'm so glad,
God just let me get through it,
And lived another day.
DoomedYou wake up each day,
Just like the day before,
Ready to get your day going,
You shower an get dressed,
and out there door you go,
You never think about death,
Just getting to work on time,
And how your day will go,
But one wrong move,
Can turn your life upside down,
The move could be yours or another's
You never know,
Till it hits you,
Like a box of rocks,
Your laying lifeless on a table knowing your fading away,
Was this your plan for today?
Who knew that old man was blind and didn’t see you heading straight for him,
You slowed down and hit the brakes, he sped up,
The rest of the story is just doom,
Bitch Let's FightStupid bitch,
I want to fight?
I want to beat your ugly ass,
You have betrayed my family too many times,
And now I'm the one you have to face,
I know you're scared,
You have been of me all along,
Now we meet face to face,
Are you going to run?
Or receive this pitch in the face,
That is pass due,
Just for you.
fake ItI smile,
But happiness isn't inside of me,
But I know how to trick others,
And my smile helps,
And keeps people off my back.
Dumb Ass MenGuys try to flatter me
With cheesy pick up lines,
I can see through them like a sheet of glass,
Their just a 100%
Stupid ass men
That tries to get the goods,
And run off and leave,
Like no tomorrow.
If tomorrow I don't Wake upI wonder what would happen
If I was never to wake up
Would people even care
I wonder if a commotion would erupt
Would anyone even notice
That I wasn't alive
Would my mother even mourn me
Or could she guess that I wouldn't survive
Well I'm still not dead
But I can barely call this living
I feel like a corpse
That hasn't given up on breathing
But I wonder what would happen
If I was actually to die
Would anyone be bothered
Or care enough to cry
Maybe everyone's just used to
Me living like a corpse
So no one would be bothered
Or life change the slightest off of course
But if I would never wake up
There's no way to know what happens the next day
Won't know if people really care about me
But..maybe it's better off that way
Love LetterI admired you from a far and kept an image of you locked in my head.
My heart skips a beat whenever our paths cross and you always have that beautiful smile placed on that beautiful face I love so dear.
Why is it that I am so drawn to you?
Is it of that beautiful smile of yours?
Is it the sound of your melodic laughter?
Or is it how sweetly you talk with those luscious soft lips?
Or perhaps of that angelic personality you have with that golden heart?
Or is it perhaps you have that lovely siren voice whenever you perform?
Whatever it is, I admire you.
I adore you and I thank heaven for leading me to you.
Your the angel of my dreams.
The one that i've been looking for.
The one that I adore.
My missing puzzle piece.
Thank you for being my friend from the moment we met, up until now.
I need to let this feeling out before the feeling of regret takes over me.
Will you love me and be mine?
I will wait for an eternity to hear your answer.
Please forgive me for writing this to you for such a lo
FreedomBecause of you I can live the life I live.
You give your life so I can have mine.
You trade your peace for a uniform,
and a life of sorrow and pain.
You see friends begin their eternal journey,
and hope yours will not soon start.
You lay the flag on top of the gilded box;
you know the ritual will be repeated soon.
You know that you might die,
but still you press on.
You are a brave warrior in battle,
but are hurt by what you see.
Because of your suffering, I can be free.
You keep your country safe and secure.
You are loyal to your country, willing to sacrifice all.
Until suddenly -BOOM!- the sound of your last breath.
Then the flag is laid over you,
and they plant the white stone in the ground,
while the symbol of your country flies proudly beside
sweet fragrances that escort you home.
Because of you I can live the life I live.
You give your life so I can have mine.
You trade your peace for a uniform,
and the chance to change a life.
What do you see?When you look into my eyes
What do you see?
When you speak my name
When you pull me close
Are you really that broken?
So you no longer feel the love I give
The affection I show
Or the hope my eyes try to be
Come over here now
Tell me your truth
Show me those tears
And I'll tell you my truth
Show you my fears
I'll tell you about a girl
A girl who found hope in the most hopeless boy
Let me wipe the dripping sorrow of your cheeks
as I figure out what you need right now
Let me be the first person ever to be there for you
I'll tell you this story,
I'm sure you will appreciate it
the girl is cute and boy so strong
A happy ending too, just as it should be
Just as it will be
So come over here now
Crawl up into my arms
Let me listen to your heartbeat
so I can hear you be alive and healthy with me
and I'll let you listen to my calming voice
so you can relax and learn how to rely on someone
Then tell me, when you look into my eyes
what do you see?
My Broken WingsA flutter of wings breaks the silence
What else is left untold?
A pebble breaks the water’s surface
What else is there to hold?
You told me you’d be with me
That you’d be here to stay
But, then I didn’t matter
And you simply slipped away
I desperately tried to please you
And do everything I was told
I wanted to be perfect
So I was yours to mold
I wanted you to like me
And I gave you everything I had
If something was wrong, I would be silent
Instead of acting mad
And with a final breath
I gave away
I was bending over backwards
To be everything you were
But, then I lost myself
Who am I, now? I’m not sure
Then, I wasn’t worth it
And you walked away
With better friends, you went
Forcing me to stay
So now I lay here broken
Cursing on the floor
Waiting, crying, and still lying
Alone and making flimsy metaphors
Like an angel that has been corrupt
Or a bird with broken wings
Unable to see myself
Unable to be set free
ScarsThe mind forgets
But the heart remembers
The criss-crossing scars
Show like stars
The streaming tears
And haunting fears
Of the slain
The cries of those
Who never screamed
Praying for life
Without a sound
The pleas for help
The wishes that chance
The pain might dull
And the mind forget
But the heart
Will always remember
A Letter to No OneThe clock ticked against silence,
Upon the cemetery of a room.
Deep sighs weave through the air,
Meager warmth in compressed despair.
Moths fall prey to a musty lampshade,
An opened window to Night’s gloom.
Thoughts dance like ripples on water,
And clouds on the hiding moon.
A lullaby plays from the gentle sound,
Made by scratching pen on paper.
One story told too many times,
Is voiced from words created.
Though this time revived from lies,
A phoenix forms the ugly truth.
The pen rolls from the wooden desk,
Having served its final use.
Old dusty dolls and teddy bears,
Watched helplessly through glassy eyes.
No star showed to twinkle hope,
Not one ray from the busy moon.
On the clock’s tick, a rope was hanging.
On the clock’s tock, a form was thrashing.
A tired, hoarse throat gasps for life,
Cut abruptly by the Reaper’s scythe.
Poems on the shelf with an unknown author.
Paintings on the wall left unsigned.
Just another heart trapped in horror,
An unfinished l
Friends...Friends sometimes will hurt you,
tear you apart
and you won't have a clue
of where the blow
has come from.
They may tell they're right
and that, again,
you are wrong.
are not what they seem.
they can be quite mean.
Who's the one to blame?
It's that old story,
That's so lame!
a dirty street, a dead end.
Who would have known
that this is what
I'd call a friend?
We may cry,
complain, feel doubts...
You never know when it comes,
but be ready for the blow.
Is it the end?
but you're losing a friend.
It sickens me
Again I'm face with this
But yet I enjoy it
This cruel desire
Burns its thoughts in my head
My soul cannot man-over
The dead floating ahead
This casket will not fail
It's my protector as we set sail
The ocean of blood
It sickens me
But I enjoy it
The way its done
The way the skin tares
I try to close my eyes
But something keeps them open
In agony I cry
As I lay there frozen
Its been so long on board
The sea is endless
There seems to be no shore
My pain is endless
Welcome To HellI'm dead now,
And it's my time,
To be cast into the dark hole,
Which leads to hell,
I smell the smoke,
As I fall,
Into the flaming pits of hell,
My life of sin,
Just wasn't forgiven,
When I shut my eyes for good,
I didn't here chimes,
I never knew you,
And I slipped off the edge and began my fall.
The dead walks,
There are no graves,
Lost an forgotten,
Entwined with ugly green vines,
I see the evil I feel the heat,
I may not be glad to be here,
But my life had landed me here,
Too late to change anything,
There is no heath,
Just burning ground,
Time to burrow in the hot coals,
And be burnt alive,
No more dawns for me,
Hell fire, is all I will see,
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