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The pencils pressed down hard on the paper as she crossed out yet another word that didn't match. The dark red marks across the paper showed a story of confusion or hate. The wound up emotions stuck to the paper as the poem write itself out in red color pencil as the clock flash one in the morning. Tiredness has not cept in because water keeps you awake...
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First time I wrote a depressing/mad entry in any journal. But I wish on every star, on every green M 'n M, and everytime the clock hits 11:11 that he didn't like her better. So what better way then write a poem thing about it. Maybe he'll see it and I don't have to tell him stiraght to his face to cut it out or maybe i'll just take everybody's advice and not put up with anymore. It's Mostly her fault anyway, but atleast she still talks to me everyday and tells me stuff even if I don't want to here it...
Jealousy, Fear, Sadness, and Hate
The life you live, you're chosen Fate
Consequences, Trouble, Choices Made
With every decision a Price is Paid
Ying and Yang, Give and Take
How do lies begin, What's at Stake?
Where is Truth? Hidden Away
Darkness and Light, Night and Day
Weary is the person who suffers from Guilt
Without Truth, Lies are Built
Love and Hate, You and Me
Tell me now do you see?
Questions, Answers, Known, Unknown
Everything Harvest, Nothing Sown
I think the last line is the most truthful. Cause It's true. you always learn that sometimes the truth hurts. He does like her better and i'm stuck with that fact. But some let's say wise person, that knew a very great, said to that very great person that 'If you love someone more then youself, you should let it go. If it comes back it's yours' Well I think he's not coming back but hey I'll wait....I'll wait for a very long time and keep wishings on those stars, MnM's, and 11:11
Edit: I made another poem, this one isn't as good as the last one but it describes it a lot better then the last. But I had this one line where I couldn't find anything good to rythme with better. XDD Well here goes nothing:
I know I'm just too weird
I know you’ve had enough
I know you don’t want to sit by me
I know- it’s just too much
Maybe I am being weird to get your attention
Maybe I am being weird just to be me
Isn’t it sad I lost myself?
And nobody, nobody knows it but me
I know you like her better
Don’t pretend
Even though it makes my eyes wetter
Maybe this has got to end
You say it has nothing to do with that
Then why do you always pick her?
You know I don’t like it
And my mind begins to stir
It’s a nasty feeling
And I wish it wasn’t here
I feel like such a loser
And there’s too much to fear
Don’t you know I’d like to cry?
But then you’d ask that question
Why??
I don’t feel up to this
I can’t stand by myself
And I’m tired of leaning
On somebody else
I wish I didn’t feel
All these things that just aren’t real
Reality check:
Other people exist besides you
Don’t make them feel bad
About this too
 000Hinata000 · Sun Feb 10, 2008 @ 04:46pm · 1 Comments |
