POEMS
| *guyz* we like'em, but do they like us? the one's we do NEVER fuss they never stop in & we wonder y? we stress, we bitch, we sumtimes cry!!! "guys are assholes!!!!" we always say. yet their stupid games we always play. one day this, one day that. so we turn to food which makes us fat. they're the reason, those stupid fucks, makin us believe our own life sucks. screw them all, let's grab a beer! we've got our friends, they're all here. cheers to the girls, screw the guys. we're sick of their shit & stupid ass lies. we don't need them, no not us. good for a scam, but never to trust. so here's what to do: together we stand. we'll party it up w/ beers in each hand. alone in our beds of course it might end, but we don't get dumped & we still have our FRIENDS!* |
Sometimes- Sometimes I love you Sometimes I don't Sometimes I call for you Sometimes I won't I thought I was really over you I guess I thought wrong You thought you didn't care But now you say you do after so long Sometimes I believe you As much as I shouldn't Sometimes I think you love me again Knowing at the same time you couldn't Knowing you're in love with another girl Almost breaks my heart Knowing you'll change your mind tears me apart Sometimes I dream of you Other times my thoughts of you keep me up all night Sometimes I think we're close to being back together Then finding out I'll never be right Why can't you just leave me with one answer Instead of leaving me hear in a blur - scorpio_sweets14@yahoo.com |
Sex- Sex is a habit Fucking is a game Guys get all the pleasure Girls get all the pain The guys say I love you You believe its true But when your tummy starts to swell He says to hell with you 10 minutes of pleasure Nine months of pain 3 days in the hospital A baby with no name The baby is a bastard The mother is a hoe This wouldn't have happened If the rubber hadn't torn |
| you ever think that's there's nothing to live for? look into his eyes, and you will see everything you've ever needed to live for. without him you wouldn't ever be the same, he seems to fill that hole in your life, everytime he even looks at you he makes you smile. when you fall asleep in his arms, when he does the same to you, when he can see how happy he is with you and he tells all his friends how awesome you are, and how he would never want anyone else, that's what you live for. -m.c- | what
did i do, to make you desert me, my memorys drawing a blank, i miss all the nights we spent warm and cozy, snuggled all up in my bed, but with the memorys fading, i need to preserve, all the thoughs that are still in my head -mc- |
Looking-
Looking at the world today, I see the seams have rips, I see so much hurt and hate, Some many gangs and cliques. There are so many terrible things, I see the people dying All the humans seem to be selfish, The love has gone away. The people seem to be in pain, With only evil things to say. I hope one day that it will change, I hope its not always sad. I hope that we can learn to be friends, I hope people stop being mad. -platypus2233@hotmail.com |
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Laughter-
laughter comes from my mouth. i'm laughing at myself, only 13 thinking the world is over. only one guy, who's still as boy. plenty of years left, for me to make you wish you hadn't played me like you did. laughter comes from my heart. i'm laughing at you, silly boy forever you will be lonely. if you play them all who's left for you love? -kb- |
Life
Just Isn't
Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about how many friends you have. Or how accepted you are. Not about if you have plans this weekend or if youre alone. It isnt about who youre dating, who you used to date, how many people youve dated, or if you havent been with anyone at all. It isnt about who youve kissed, its not about sex. It isnt about who your family is or how much money they have. Or what kind of car you drive. Or where you are sent to school. Its not about how beautiful or ugly you are. Or what clothes you wear, what shoes you have on, or what kind of music you listen to. Its not about if hair is blonde, red, black, or brown. Or if your skin is too light or too dark. Not about what grades you get, how smart you are, how smart everybody else thinks you are, or how smart standardized tests say you are. Its not about what clubs youre in or how good you are at your sport. LIFE JUST ISNT. But, life is about who you love and who you hurt. Its about who you make happy or unhappy purposefully. Its about keeping or betraying trust. Its about friendship, used as a sanctity or a weapon. Its about what you say and mean, maybe hurtful maybe heartening. About starting rumors and contributing to petty gossip. Its about what judgements you pass and why. And who your judgements are spread to. Its about who youve ignored with full control and intention. Its about jealousy, fear, ignorance, and revenge. Its about carrying inner hate and love, letting it grow, and spreading it. But most of all, its about using your life to touch or poison other peoples hearts in such a way that could have never occurred alone. Only you choose the way those hearts are affected, and those choices are what lifes about |
u've
been there when i needed u u've kept me straight u've been my outlet
there's no way that you could understand how much i've needed you and
appreciate that you listen to all my bullshit hopefully you knew that
i'm here for you like you're always there for me. -kb
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