Poetry

A blank page
Starring at me
Then pen waiting
So patiently
The words rolling
From my mouth
Now my hand
Is heading south
The pen dances
Across the lines
Writing whatever
Comes to mind
It's music to
Any ear
Relaxing
All and every fear
And wiping the face
Of all who tear
No matter how
meek, weak, or mere

When Someone likes you...

You should have this feeling in your
stomach that is really scared.

You should have lots of fun with
that person.

You should laugh

You could be in a sport together.

You should cry when it is over.

A battle that can not
Be won or lossed
Should not at all
be fought

The spies on both sides
Have already died

A battle of blood
Or a battle of mind
Needs to be weighed
By every measure

Being in the front lines
Or standing on a mine
Is a risk to take
for both sides

The mess I made

I go outside and I
See what a beautiful
Day it is



Hoping it will make
Me better



But it doesn’t take
The pain away



I can’t forget
My problems

Or the problems
I caused



My head is saying
Forgive and forget



My mouth can’t speak
My heart keeps hurting



I can’t fix it even
On a beautiful day

My Fairytale

A ton of tears
Many wasted years
A few broken hearts
Choose your part

Friends in distress
Your "true loves" mistress
Words of pain
A world of no gain

The lies of a snitch
A love spell from a witch
No beauty within
Just a heart made from tin

Girls in castles
With cute curtains and tassles
And eat lobster bisque
With no worry of risk

Damsels in distress
Makes for quite a mess
For that good looking prince
In a pretty tight pinch

Dragons and knights
Fight with all thier might
And the dragon will die
No matter how hard he tries

My prince is no where to be found
Except on his butt on a mound
Not making a sound
Waiting for me to rescue him

Wanted

I'm captured like a jail bird
Soon to break free
When I do
I'm out of here
Emotionally free

I'm out, I'm free
Hooray for me
This jail bird is flying free

What I thought was freedom
It is now my cage
The feeling of love
Is trapping me

Shall I go back to my cell
And be encaged once more
The last happy tale
Got a Horror ending
But still isn't through

Sisters

They can be mean
They can be evil
They can be brats
They can be frustrated
They can be loud
They can be angry

They can be nice
They can be cool
They can be fun
They can be funny
They can be fun to hang with

I might get into fights with my sisters but I still will LOVE them

Track

It is fun
It is hard
The coaches can be nice
The coaches can be mean
You make a lot of friends
You make enemy’s
It is very painful
You learn a lot

Your Eyes

The way you look at me
Bears to heavy a burden
Have you forgotten the past
Or are you trying to relive it

What's done is done
Don't use her as a pawn
In your devilish plan
To get me back in your arms

The feelings are gone
Is what I believed
This is true for me But
I still see
The passion in your eyes

The stare and the glares
Are those of mirrors
Steady and continuously watching
They capture me inside
A box of mixed emotion
I know it's not love
But what is it.

What to do!!!

She says one thing
You say another
It's a never ending cycle
That winds a web of confusion

You turn your back
She turns it too
Both of you stand forward
Before you 2 break down

United we stand
Divided we fall
Together we're strong
Alone we are gone

Come eye to eye
Stand on the same ground
Speak face to face
Be on the same page

And discuss the terms

Easier said than done

Why is it so hard to let go
I know it’s over
But I can’t let go

I want to fix this
But I don’t know how

Don’t know why but
I can’t let go

I can’t forget you
I don’t know
What I want

I don’t know why

I hate fighting
But I can’t get
Over it

I made a mistake
What’s done is done

So why do I want
To go back and fix it

The Super Ficial

Looks are everything
Feelings are obsolete
Drama is a rule
Pride is in abundance
These are the rules to the Super Ficial

Statis is number one
Fashion is a big part too
Others don't matter
Only you
These are the rules to the Super Ficial

Mocking is hobby
Beauty is a contest
You have to be snobby
To get pass the front
These are the rules to the Super Ficial

Beauty in the inside
Does not matter
They put all of that aside
To get to the top
These are the rules of the Super Ficial