Post by {Lunarstar} on Dec 21, 2009 18:08:35 GMT -6
What You Can't See:
Please welcome me with open arms,
Can't you see I can cause no harm,
It's only I, it's only me,
Dont be afraid by what you can't see.
I may not be pretty and I may be fat,
But I beg of you to remember that,
I am kind and have inner beauty,
Please embrace what you can't see.
I know it's hard to believe,
But you have truly been decieved,
I am not what you thought was me,
Please search for what you can't see.
I am sad, desperate, lonely, and fragile,
So I beg of you please stay a little while,
I need you to be here with me,
So please, please love what you can't see.
The Real Me:
My life's a hidden secret,
My thoughts throughly protected,
My personality a puzzle,
My worries intertwined and connected.
No one knows or cares,
No one knows what I can be,
No one seems to understand,
No one, not even me.
I want to show you,
Everything I can feel,
I want to show you the hidden me,
The fake personalities you think are real.
I am just a girl,
Who barely fits in,
I am just a girl,
Who never seems to win.
I can be brave,
Sometimes smart,
I can be charming,
And seel away my heart.
But this no one will ever know,
No one will get my heart's key,
I shall never let anyone in,
Because no one knows the real me.
Plain White Rose:
A bright red rose,
Smells so sweet,
A happy yellow rose,
Is a rare treat.
A pretty pink rose,
Reminds me of you,
Whith it's romantic aura,
And leaves sparkling with dew.
A dark black rose,
Is an unwanted suprise,
It brings grief and death,
And its growth means demise.
Out in the garden,
Something sweet reaches my nose,
What is it that catches my eye,
A plain white rose
Hungry:
I used to be hungry,
Every day and night,
I used to step on scales,
And the numbers gave me a fright.
But since that one day,
I skipped my dinner,
I felt hungry but,
I got thinner and thinner.
But every time I looked in a mirror,
I saw a fat ugly stranger,
So I stopped eating entirely,
And the blade I used put me in danger.
Than one rainy night,
I looked at my reflection in horror,
I saw the fat ugly stranger,
And my heart grew poorer.
On that one fateful night,
I grabbed my blade,
And I took it to my throught,
And I screamed as my life started to fade.
I used to be hungry,
Every day and night,
In the basement I died,
And the image gave my parents a fright.
Emotions:
The inner hate,
And sorrowful love,
The bliss came to late,
I was carried away by a black dove.
I scream inside,
Everyday,
I know I've lied,
And hurt you in every way.
My emotions cry,
I can't win the fight,
Even though I try,
I'm fading into the night.
My emotions burn,
scorching my heart,
My soul turns,
My soul darts.
I've lost myself,
In a river of tears.
I'm packed on a shelf,
Trying to hide my fears.
The inner hate,
And sorrowful love,
The bliss came to late,
I was carried away by a black dove
Break Ups:
All the kisses we shared,
Didn't mean you cared.
The laughs and smiles I gave you,
Never stopped at your heart, they went straight through.
We went out for a while,
The whole time you didn't smile.
Than one day I learned the reality of things,
None of it meant anything...not even the promise rings.
Than one day you decided to "take a break".
And everyday I cry a sparkling blue lake.
I hate you and I will forevermore,
While you rip apart my heart's core.
Running Water:
The flowing stream leads me through,
Dark paths heading towards you,
A trickling sound fills me with life,
The dark is so thick it could be cut with a knife.
I travel by air and water,
To lose you would be like slaughter.
The running water is my tranquil fuel.
In my heart you'll forever rule.
The Dreamer:
As I lay in bed,
Waiting for sleep,
Images flodd my head,
Ready to leap.
Fairies, Witches, and Elves,
Dance around in my dreams,
Mermaids thinking vainly of themselves,
Dragons casting fiery beams.
A realm of glory and death,
A story of hope and romance,
A life of treachey and thef,
Heroes with a proud stance.
My dreams all become real,
Me, the brilliant schemer,
Every emotionI feel,
For I am the dreamer.
The Good Old Days:
Remember the days,
when we would dress up for fun,
And when we would hold hands,
With everyone.
Then days when life was simple and fun,
When everyone loved and everyone hugged,
Where everyone wiped away everyone's tears,
When others werehurt we didn't just shrug.
When everyone smiled all of the time,
When everyone prayed,
When everyone shared,
And everyone played.
The good times we had,
The laughs and tears that were shed,
The shoulders we cried on,
The fairytales we read.
What happened to those days?
The fun good old times.
What happened to the love and hope,
What has happened to our minds.
Now life is all about sex, moneys, boys,
Cars, who looks the best, how skinny you are,
And who's the most pouplar,
And who gets the drunkest at the bar.
It's stupid and wierd,
How everything changed,
I hate what has happened,
I miss the good old days.
What I've Become:
In our circle of friends,
I sit out from the crowd,
I worry that this is the end,
When will I finally be found?
A friendly outinng,
A picnick(sp?) or two,
Everyone shouting,
Me glaring at all of you.
I know I've became a shadow,
A ghost of my former self,
I know you'll tell me to go,
Just because I cut myself.
I need someone to see,
I want stop,
I need someone to help me,
Let the knife drop.
So ifyou'll be a friend,
And take the knife away,
Help me stop my end,
Maybe I'll be happy for just one day.
New
More of a song, then a poem!
New in this place,
Can't find a familiar face,
Surrounded by old and the new,
I walked in,
Saw your gentle face and I knew,
I belong,
And I knew,
I belong with you.
Please welcome me with open arms,
Can't you see I can cause no harm,
It's only I, it's only me,
Dont be afraid by what you can't see.
I may not be pretty and I may be fat,
But I beg of you to remember that,
I am kind and have inner beauty,
Please embrace what you can't see.
I know it's hard to believe,
But you have truly been decieved,
I am not what you thought was me,
Please search for what you can't see.
I am sad, desperate, lonely, and fragile,
So I beg of you please stay a little while,
I need you to be here with me,
So please, please love what you can't see.
The Real Me:
My life's a hidden secret,
My thoughts throughly protected,
My personality a puzzle,
My worries intertwined and connected.
No one knows or cares,
No one knows what I can be,
No one seems to understand,
No one, not even me.
I want to show you,
Everything I can feel,
I want to show you the hidden me,
The fake personalities you think are real.
I am just a girl,
Who barely fits in,
I am just a girl,
Who never seems to win.
I can be brave,
Sometimes smart,
I can be charming,
And seel away my heart.
But this no one will ever know,
No one will get my heart's key,
I shall never let anyone in,
Because no one knows the real me.
Plain White Rose:
A bright red rose,
Smells so sweet,
A happy yellow rose,
Is a rare treat.
A pretty pink rose,
Reminds me of you,
Whith it's romantic aura,
And leaves sparkling with dew.
A dark black rose,
Is an unwanted suprise,
It brings grief and death,
And its growth means demise.
Out in the garden,
Something sweet reaches my nose,
What is it that catches my eye,
A plain white rose
Hungry:
I used to be hungry,
Every day and night,
I used to step on scales,
And the numbers gave me a fright.
But since that one day,
I skipped my dinner,
I felt hungry but,
I got thinner and thinner.
But every time I looked in a mirror,
I saw a fat ugly stranger,
So I stopped eating entirely,
And the blade I used put me in danger.
Than one rainy night,
I looked at my reflection in horror,
I saw the fat ugly stranger,
And my heart grew poorer.
On that one fateful night,
I grabbed my blade,
And I took it to my throught,
And I screamed as my life started to fade.
I used to be hungry,
Every day and night,
In the basement I died,
And the image gave my parents a fright.
Emotions:
The inner hate,
And sorrowful love,
The bliss came to late,
I was carried away by a black dove.
I scream inside,
Everyday,
I know I've lied,
And hurt you in every way.
My emotions cry,
I can't win the fight,
Even though I try,
I'm fading into the night.
My emotions burn,
scorching my heart,
My soul turns,
My soul darts.
I've lost myself,
In a river of tears.
I'm packed on a shelf,
Trying to hide my fears.
The inner hate,
And sorrowful love,
The bliss came to late,
I was carried away by a black dove
Break Ups:
All the kisses we shared,
Didn't mean you cared.
The laughs and smiles I gave you,
Never stopped at your heart, they went straight through.
We went out for a while,
The whole time you didn't smile.
Than one day I learned the reality of things,
None of it meant anything...not even the promise rings.
Than one day you decided to "take a break".
And everyday I cry a sparkling blue lake.
I hate you and I will forevermore,
While you rip apart my heart's core.
Running Water:
The flowing stream leads me through,
Dark paths heading towards you,
A trickling sound fills me with life,
The dark is so thick it could be cut with a knife.
I travel by air and water,
To lose you would be like slaughter.
The running water is my tranquil fuel.
In my heart you'll forever rule.
The Dreamer:
As I lay in bed,
Waiting for sleep,
Images flodd my head,
Ready to leap.
Fairies, Witches, and Elves,
Dance around in my dreams,
Mermaids thinking vainly of themselves,
Dragons casting fiery beams.
A realm of glory and death,
A story of hope and romance,
A life of treachey and thef,
Heroes with a proud stance.
My dreams all become real,
Me, the brilliant schemer,
Every emotionI feel,
For I am the dreamer.
The Good Old Days:
Remember the days,
when we would dress up for fun,
And when we would hold hands,
With everyone.
Then days when life was simple and fun,
When everyone loved and everyone hugged,
Where everyone wiped away everyone's tears,
When others werehurt we didn't just shrug.
When everyone smiled all of the time,
When everyone prayed,
When everyone shared,
And everyone played.
The good times we had,
The laughs and tears that were shed,
The shoulders we cried on,
The fairytales we read.
What happened to those days?
The fun good old times.
What happened to the love and hope,
What has happened to our minds.
Now life is all about sex, moneys, boys,
Cars, who looks the best, how skinny you are,
And who's the most pouplar,
And who gets the drunkest at the bar.
It's stupid and wierd,
How everything changed,
I hate what has happened,
I miss the good old days.
What I've Become:
In our circle of friends,
I sit out from the crowd,
I worry that this is the end,
When will I finally be found?
A friendly outinng,
A picnick(sp?) or two,
Everyone shouting,
Me glaring at all of you.
I know I've became a shadow,
A ghost of my former self,
I know you'll tell me to go,
Just because I cut myself.
I need someone to see,
I want stop,
I need someone to help me,
Let the knife drop.
So ifyou'll be a friend,
And take the knife away,
Help me stop my end,
Maybe I'll be happy for just one day.
New
More of a song, then a poem!
New in this place,
Can't find a familiar face,
Surrounded by old and the new,
I walked in,
Saw your gentle face and I knew,
I belong,
And I knew,
I belong with you.