

cluelessYou’re clueless and that’s the way you like it.clueless
You pretend to know me only you don’t
You pretend to care but you could careless
You pretend to understand only your not even close
You put on an act and you play it really well
Just go back to pretending don’t let me get in your way
I know you don’t care so neither do I
Don’t worry about me then again you never really did...


you don't know meyou think you know me, just wait and see...you don't know me
in the game of life i play different roles each with their own goals
i am who everyone wants me to be but that girl is not really me
all day i pretent
always waiting for the end
no one really knows my pain is covered and never shows
i'm so wrapped up in the person i'm not i feel like i am slowly starting to rot
i don't like to lie but, i can't be myself because i'm too shy
it's easier then putting my self out to get hurt but now i feel lower then dirt &nbs


dried up loveWhy does a rose represent love? What’s so lovely?dried up love
What happens when the pedals fall? Then the leaves dry up. Like a flower, love dies.
Then all you have left is a broken heart and a dead flower.


she's always betterShe’s always better then me Prettier then me Smarter then me Stronger then meshe's always better
Should I feel this way? Would she feel this way? is it better this way?
But should I blame her? I love her But, I can’t stop being jealous of her
I hate and love her the way I hate and love myself.


The Inability of WordsMy teacher asked us today, What poetry means.The Inability of Words
There was a general agreement, that it's a release of emotion. And I guess that's why I'm writing now. But I'm writing, Because I can't talk to you. Because I can't speak the words, without choking back tears.
I can write, and then I can delete. Whatever doesn't sound right, doesn't have to sound at all. When I write, There's no eye contact, no glistening tears about to fall, no stutters or jumbled words. I can't tell you everything, Because I'm afraid. I'm afraid of your react


Let GoAnd inspiration's shattered on the floor, and i dont think ive ever, ever been like this before.Let Go
one more step could mean freedom, but who's to say which door leads to salvation, imagination's gone away once more.
Water drips from tile ceilings, and im trying much to hard to say my feelings when one breath is all ive got left and i dont think im dealing with this well, if this is hell i guess theres nothing i can do...
...to save a soul thats long forgotten.
if this is all ive gotten in the past then why am i suprised to find myself alone, and if ive known so long then why is thi


...Alone...I wish I could hide my face, So no one can see what I feel. What’s hidden in my deep brown eyes, Is pain and misery. Just hide me away, It will all be okay. I will be fine hidden, Hidden from the world. No one will notice, It will all be the same. Just shun me away, From this world so gray. I don’t want the light, To guide my way. I’ll stay in that tunnel, Through dark or day. Just disappear, Into the world. Dissolve my limbs, Into the ground. Just keep me away, From the dangers of day. I don’t need any help . ....Alone...
Because I
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I'd bury this pen into my veins.
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I'd bury this pen into my veins.
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