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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

So, I found some old poems ... I mean, OLD !

I found them on my deviantart. Even though they're horribly depressing, I smiled. It reminded me of how I used to write all the time.
So, I want to continue that.


So, I decided to share my old poems.
These are from 2006-2007, btw. (:

#1 -- Loving Someone You Can't Have

Being young and being so lonely,
Crying nights and hiding it daily.
Wishing for a better tomorrow,
Who knew this would be such sorrow?

Loving him, but he loves her,
Why does this get so much tougher?
He's so perfect in many ways,
Wanting him all these days.

When I tell him, "I love you",
He doesn't realize it's more than true.
Helping him, when he needs me,
I'm always there so easily.

I wish he could just somehow know,
I never want to let him go.
Even though we're just best friends,
I know I'll love him 'til the end.


(I honestly can't remember who that poem was about...)


#2 --
Hideous Reflection

I look at my reflection,

Wondering what could be done
To possibly repair this face,
To me it's just a disgrace.

I can't stand to look at myself,
I get my makeup off the shelf,
I try to fix my flaws slowly,
Why did this happen to me?

I look in the mirror at the beast,
The makeup fixed a little, at least.
This horrid face that I neglect,
I just wish I could be perfect.


(This still applies, actually. Maybe not as much, but it does.)


#3 -- She Wants to be More

The words that go unsaid

Are the only words she'd love to hear,
But those words go on past her,
To every other girl except her.

She hopes someday she'll be
Something more than just hot,
She hopes she'll be more,
She hopes she'll be beautiful.

She wants to be something more,
Than just the degrading words,
That they throw at her daily,
As if they were compliments.

Deep down, she knows she's never
Going to be nothing more than,
A simple, ordinary girl who once
hoped to be something more.


(This one still applies as well.)


#4 --
Girl Loves Boy, Boy Loves Girl

Here's my story,
Girl loves boy, boy loves girl.
They reside so far apart,
Yet close in their hearts.

I wish I could just see him,
Just to take in everything about him,
Just to know what it feels like,
What it feels like to look him in the eye.

I wish I could just hug him,
Just to feel his warmth against my body,
Just to know what it feels like,
What it feels like to hold him closely.

I wish I could just kiss him,
Just to feel his lips against mine,
Just to know what it feels like
What it feels like when the fireworks go off.

So there's my story
Girl loves boy, boy loves girl.
Someday they'll not be so far apart,
But forever close in their hearts.


(This one is fictional.)




Ohhh... so emo. ;)

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