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Their after this brain, they like what it's saying, but they wanna change the name "WeatherMane" to "Zero-Pain" Then I'D gain more riches N Fame N then in the later days when things are no longer the same,
My life Who knew I certainly didn't My life It's consantly going up Down Right Left A rollercoaster There is so much happening It's crazy It can be good crazy
Every man needs a code... call it morals, call it virtue Things we learn with feet to road -you had to grow.. thats why it hurt you Lookin back you see the forest, Now removed, you see its whole
Life has taught me many things One of the greatest thing is, it taught me how to be a mother. Being a mom to two beautiful daughters Made my life meaningful.
Through my fogged up glassesThe world looks somewhat softerA crumb calmerA fraction friendlierIt looks adequately welcomingmore mellowslightly sweetBut just for a moment.My glasses clear
I have lost weight since I was in fifth grade and I know this because I have tracked my weight, watching it go up and down, like a child on a Carousel. I am only a freshman in High School,
5th year I was always a giver not a taker. I bought my her toy, gifts or what ever I made her. My sister is oldest but I was always the protector.
My life is wonderful and very vry greatful My life is nice, fun and cool as it can be My life is like the sky blue and gray sometime
RICH MEANS MONEY... WELL IM RICH WITHIN.. AND SOME PEOPLE REFUSE TO SEE THE REAL ME... FUNNY, PEOPLE NEVER LIKED ME BECAUSE I WAS NICE.. SO IN RETURN THEY WOULD BE MEAN TO ME, RIGHT! BUT THE TRICK WAS , I LEARNED TO STAY CALM..
I.....I....I'm so stuck......no light...no reason...no life....no help.
my life wasnt right all i wanted to do is grab a knife and leave it all behind thinking it would make things right...not knowing
My soul is like a peace of paper; white and light and soft and new. My friends are like the pages; close enough to feel the pain, but like a page they too can turn away, who new.
One Day… One day, I want to be a hero! One day, I want to be a villain! One day, I want to be someone! One day, I want to be…
I guess you can say I’m not good at rhyming So here I go, I guess I’m trying The one thing I can’t try to live without though Is my comfortable bed My bed keeps me warm at night
You hear everyone saying, "You know my name, not my story." Well my life is not the definition of glory. My mom was sick all my life, I wish she would be able to see me become a wife.
To be or not to be that is the question that I now face. As I stare into the eyes of my, oppressor? No? Possibly. I suppose it all depends. Depends on how I view
They say I have big eyes So I can see truth through your lies They say I have big lips So I can speak my mind
I can recall when I met you gorgeous
years have gone by with no confrontation stuck by ourselves without realization but that's when I met him the boy lost in time things were just perfect he was calling me "mine"
So you found out Well, how do you feel? Me? I feel vulnerable Anxious Confused Judged Hurt Angry Destroyed This was a side of me that you weren't ready for
Shes afraid of originality, so she doesnt speak her mind.
You want me to hide.
You are the beast that has slowly stolen my soul.
Now starting back from when I was a young child, I endure
Like a sunflower, I am growing. As a child I was a like a seed,
Everyday feels the same, like im going insane, trying to stay in this game, No one knows, what I dare not show, And no matter where I go, You are there, showing you don't care
Wrong were the story's we were told as children A prince will find you and carry you away Your chance to shine is soon to come A prince who has been made, and used
Flawless; no. Passionate; yes.
Can I Get A Story I am Black and American Yet I am labeled as white And not because I bite
Tears don't mean sad or pain, Isn't even flow from wounded heart... Tears are way to express joy and sad... Emotion charged when fervently warmed... In Very sad or Ecstatic joy,
If I were a recipe, I would be made up of mostly self critism and doubt with a pinch of failure. Never adding up to anything more than a meal at McDonald's. Something fast and easy,
Authenticity The orgin of all truth The face of deceit
I take my poker, Press it to my finger, Push the button, See the blood, Put a drop on the test strip, See the levels, Get my insulin, Fill the syringe, Stab my leg, Eat my food,
I am the girl with the blues. Trying to cover up this bruise That has harden my heart Lord this pain is tearing us apart Al I want is to restart I’m sitting here with these blues
when we startedit was a messno structureuntruthfulnessit was bound to unravelhit the truth lighton some hurtful levelit was bound to fall apartfrom the lies the secrets
Every person is just another risk.Recyclable, used, stomped on all in the name of insincere apology.Thrown in the unwanted corner, waiting for someone to care.
The first ones to learn, the first ones to go The oldest children are the first to know The American dream, enticingly close To our immigrant families who love us most
I remember how you’ve always told me the story of the day I was born And how the doctors had tried to turn me the day before.
Basketball takes desire, dedication and heart. Then you'll be at the top of the chart. It takes a coach, captain and team endeavoring to do it's best. When the game is over you can rest.
I hear thunder as he approaches. His breath is visible in the cold morning air. I touch his neck and feel the heat radiating from within. His chest rises and falls with every breath, like waves stirring in an ocean.
The deep, agonizing thoughts swarm around my head as if they are bees.The dark memories cloud my brain to the core, keeping me from seeing the reality around me.
Eventually it gets old You get tired of arguing just to have a conversation Your throat is still sore from yelling at the top of your lungs just to make sure your voice is heard
Round 1: You ask your parents how they feel about gay people "trash" "freaks" "sinners"
First impression Seems to be the best But why do I find it So hard to rest Late night thoughts On my mind Its those same thoughts That take all the time Is time running out
1 Roses are red Violets are blue your curtins are opend and im watching you 2 Twinkle Twinkle little star i want to hit you with my car
I guess I didn't know how to love myself. The things you said you saw... I always did think you were delusional. For I am not beautiful, I am not worthy of Want.
I envy those that shine in the light, Those who aren't afraid to fight for who they are. For every time I think it's time, For every time I say that this moment, this one is surely mine,
I dance with creatures that others fear And I am not afraid. I do what others prefer to watch, And have never felt like more myself.
That feeling - it's almost indescribable. T-minus 2 hours, I'm getting ready. The room is clouded with the smell of hairspray and makeup.
my head. It bobs. my eyes, they droop. my neck bends. don’t sleep! my fingers they slow, my breath it steadies. my work as my pillow. don’t sleep! minutes lag on as hours
I now realize I have the disease. But I'm not alone "He hit me and it felt like a kiss" I can't help it That's how I was raised That's what I was taught He knows best for me
Made many bad chocies, all caused by listening to other voices, but i'm not going to make an excuse, because I did nothing to fix it but use and abuse, I was in a dark place, and I couldn't spot the light,
Things like this don’t go away The sadness builds as you try to be strong Some days you can’t even get out of bed You don’t tell the ones you love If you do they get mad Like it’s your fault you’re sad
I filled this out before, but it didnt read it it was a dumb mistake, I went back instead of reading it
I must be a ghost. Oh, how they walk through me. It's like I'm invisible, And no one hears my screams. It's a lifetime story, But I hate those shows. There's things in the world,
Driving on an old country road Take me to natures mountain home Tennessee old Country Roads
Stopped in front of the old dirt road. I usually do what I'm told. And that night the warmth felt so damn cold. I was feeling young but too old, anticipating the trouble I'd watch unfold.
Walking in the the path I once knewNot understanding how I lost it all
We live to be free
I still don't know myself.
A free me breathes in the air As I spread my wings As I sing and as I scream For joy No less I put my wings To the test And fly. And soar. And go through The open door
It wasnt love at first sight before more like friendly meetings at the movies just like gum stuck on a shoe we stuck to each other
Born Into a World of Unknown Fate stricken life, maybe she just might Her Name was never to be known The things she was never to acquire
The day my mother walked down the aisle She walked with beauty, grace, and a vast smile Dressed in white and pure in her heart
"Just send your heartbeat I'll go... To that Blue Ocean floor" I'll never forget The time you asked me to explain, And you just knew, Knew I could help you understand. You knew that I had the ability
Since Freshman year, I love being on stage. I made entertaining my whole entire life. It always soothes me and calms down my rage.
I don't have to apologizefor not being perfect
Dream job? Dream job? Where are thou?
I was a kid born and raised in a country not so wealthy I was a kid who didn't have a lot
6:50 pm The end was soon. Anticipation overwhelming the mind. People pass, Unfeeling to the time ticking on. 7:00 pm Minutes disguised as hours. Unconvincing as they slugged on,
And I sat there My world... a daisy And watched the petals fall off One by One On my deadening flower.
There once was a warrior, and
Whenever I watch a movie That moves me I make a promise to myself To be better for them As if A person who doesn’t even know I exist Would appreciate me Bettering myself But
A sinister presence descended over my mind. It carved out all light and with it, My sight. Tears unabashedly pored from useless eyes. A master mason began practicing his art.
I am a quiet girl who likes to dream. I wonder if people will become nicer and more caring in the world. I hear silence pounding in the middle of the night. I see a happy world that’s always sunny and happy.
Stop the lying, I see through you. Stop the yelling, I see through you. Stop the staring, I see through you. Stop the pushing, I see through you. Stop and realize,
I am from beautiful Hawai’i nei, A place that keeps people here to stay. From beautiful beaches to multi-races; A land I was born in with features of my descendant’s faces. Raised on Hawaiian food,
As a kid having fun was all that I knew how to do.
No, You cannot and you will not be nothing more than you are now You are not a butterfly, no pretty wings will sprout from your nonexistent limbs ; you will forever be a worm
Rushing through my spine Spreading throughout my mindChills that left me coldFreezing every time
I heard a sad story once.
I’m trying to grow I’m trying to prosper But I can’t do so with you in the back of My mind.
Pills, weed, drinks and me Introduced to the devil we danced for a life time Constantly feeding me pain, sarrow and deppression As if all my wounds were healed All my suffering was gone
New vs. Old A worn out bible, Bought from a drug store in the middle of nowhere.
“You pray, God listens.” The biggest lie I’ve ever heard. He wasn’t there when I laid dying, He wasn’t there when I asked for advice,
I woke up and smiled I’m having a good day My water was off I’m having a good day My car didn’t start
Freedom comes with each word that pours out of the speakers Every step I take and move I make Grace is wrapped around my arms and legs While my mind is at rest and my body performs.
My life is buses and sidewalks, Books and muses, Used only to amuse and distract From the reasons for not being where I want to be at. My thoughts are ice cream and drowning, Why? Because my disguise is bliss,
Pay attention, you need to know this. Sit up, It's disrespectful to have your head down when I'm talking Why isn't your work done?
Today was the day, Where you decide you didn't want to stay, you have fought so hard, Today you finallyput down your guard. Too bad it was too late, Way, way too late,
She’s the one always there, She always shows me how much she cares. She cheers me up and makes me laugh, She is my other half.
The mornings are brisk, Cool air blows across campus, Leaves float past my feet.
The mornings are brisk, Cool air blows across campus, Leaves float past my feet.
Hold my little hand Wonder as you stand Watch her as she grows
What if i told you that every night i cry Praying that the lasting tears falling from my eyes would soon dry Listening, and accepting lie after lie of the stories you told me
My heritage and my background, The color of my skin or the color of yours the length of my hair or the length of my nails, My hieght or my size only have as much power as i give them
My life is like a rocky road... I have my good days... The days where you see me smile and it's a true smile. These days are the days I laugh and am caring.... I don't care what people think of me... These days are the days I have full confidence
It's crazy how things change, the type of isshh that'll make you feel strange. I dont belong here, im not wanted.
Momma use to cook for me before i went school She use have to wake me twice before I finally woke She use to say no grumpy morning was her only rule She use to make me laugh with her old Knock knock jokes
As I lay there thinking, it all turns black I think to myself there's no turning back I scream and I cry and I try to move But what was I thinking, there is nothing to prove I cannot help but to criticize
From where I’m from Summer fights with Winter And Spring cries over Fall
All my life I was taught what I thought was right and wrong. All my life I dressed for church and knelt before the Lord my God. All my life I sinned and hurt and all my life I lied.
I lay in bed, with exhaustion I feel my eyes burning. But my mind is racing, racing like a horse. My mind can not stop it wants to take control, control of my life.
Discords and suspensions embellish my Symphony; They’re constantly ringing aloud. I’ve learned that my Song needs some sort of dissonance; Otherwise there will be no sound.
"I'm grateful that yous was unfaithful, cause i wouldn't have been able to keep my mental stable and live a fable with a woman's who's "Slut-Soo-Easily" labeled
This, is deeper than the fourth period-- Sorrowful Story, Something Strong But it seems like my definition of my metal was wrong Abuse: He used his strength the wrong way; Mommy! His angry transition,
I have been through... the innocents the confused feeling the love the lies the let down the wishful thinking the love the safe feeling the heart break the sleepless nights
... as years, months and days pass by, I always think of you. wonderin' whether you are thinkin of me. one day we will find away back to eachother knowing that we belong to one another. when I hold you, I will feel secure.
FREE AT LAST! FREE AT LAST! Black America has been inspired By these words from the past But are we truly free? This question puzzles me? When our fellow brothers and sisters
Life’s not meant to be lived easily It’s not easy to live life peacefully Hardships has been beating me recently If only I can live this life decently But I’m hitting obstacles constantly
Distance makes the heart grow fonder but the wait just feels so much longer truth sets in and the realization hits memories of the past come back in bits how can it hurt so much