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If I were lucky enough to find a jeanie in a bottle,
I would be granted one wish, correct?
Well, with one wish,
I would change my life, forever.
With one wish,
I would rid myself of all this pain, easy.
With one wish, just one,
I would bring myself happiness, joy,
love, romance,the list goes on and on.
With one wish,
I would wish for
not a million wishes,
but to erase the millions of days
I've spent without my one true love.
My one wish,
would be for you.
They say the cause of this pain is my maturity,
or the lack of.
What they don't understand is that I'm ONLY 14.
I have plenty of time, I'm not ready to grow up just yet.
All the other teens cant wait to be 18.
I can.
i just want to live my teen life as a teen living life.
I dread the day i have to all of a sudden be an "adult".
I dread having all the responsibility on me.
I can definitely wait to be able to do what i want,
if it means giving up living the way i live.
An adult means bills, and a job to pay them.
It means spending less days so carefree,
and more worrying about taxes,
and my children,
and the phone bill.
It means balancing EVERYTHING
and still try to have time for me,
without having much success.
being an adult brings more worries
and more responsibility.
I can barely handle the responsibilities I have NOW!!
but i guess thats my immaturity speaking.
we all have to grow up sometime.
But growing up now looks like no fun at all.
i think ill just deal with the pain.
Its just another thing to procrastinate.
For now I'm just living life day by day,
being the only thing I can be.
14 year old, immature me.
mistakes made,
and after much repetition,
lessons learned.
Once again I have given away the most fragile part of me,
held together with only tape and glue,
only for it to be kicked, and the tape RIPPED off.
It took many a time,
But i have learned my lesson.
I cannot get hurt,
my heart cannot be broken
but by me,
if it is not given away.
i now make a solemn vow,
to never again trust a man with my heart.
These men,
these creatures that live on bits of broken hearts,
they will never know my love.
And if this vow not kept,
i pray to god for my death,
for i would rather die than pursue this pain again.
What if she finds out?
No, there is no "what if".
She'll find out,
its just a matter of time.
But when she does,
What then?
How will she react?
Will she be pissed or upset?
Will she hate me even more?
Why hasn't he told her?
The longer it takes the worse it'll be.
So why the hell has he NOT told her?
He really loves her, doesn't wanna lose her.
But if he waits much longer,
it will be unavoidable.
She'll be gone,
and forever this time.
I'm just sitting here waiting.
Waiting for all the drama and bad times to break out.
Waiting, watching the clock,
the calendar,
and the Earth's revolutions around the sun.
Maybe she wont ever have to find out.
I start to relax,
Sit back just a bit.
Wait a minute, who is that?
That girl over there?
That girl screaming and crying, who is it?
Oh shit, i think she just found out.
Call me a bitch, a hoe, a slut.
Call me a dumb-ass or whatever else you want.
Does it REALLY look like I give a damn?
Go ahead, call me a whore or a cunt.
Say what you wish.
But say the wrong thing and face the consequence.
Call me a failure,
and your past will flash before your eyes.
Say I'M a nobody,
and you wont speak my name in vein again.
I'm just a little girl with a dream,
And this dream's gonna come true.
No matter what I have to do.
I'm gonna do it,
And I'll do it better than you.
What compliment are you most often given?
i guess the compliment im most given is.. either the guys at school tellin me about my ass. or the SWEET guys telling me about my eyes
but yeah. 0.o lol
What is wrong with me?
What is my flaw?
Am I ugly?
Am I too immature?
Too loud?
Am I not funny enough?
Or is it that I'm not slutty enough?
I sit in the shadows.
And when i come out,
To express how i feel,
My hopes are held up high.
But they arent dropped.
No, They are thrown.
What does she have that I don't?
I'll tell you what she has.
Low cut shirts that she may as well not wear,
Attention NEEDING personality.
A mouth that is willing to put "things" in it so often
Is that what's wrong with me?
Is THAT my flaw?
That I dont show off my tits?
That I don't HAVE to be the center of attention at all times?
That I refuse to put certain objects in my mouth?
God, I hope not.
Because if these things are my flaws,
I will DIE alone.
My heart melts just at your voice
So you can only imagine what I feel when i see you, face to face.
I feel your touch and i fly away
To a place only you and me can go.
People say, look at that.
They would never last.
Let's prove them wrong.
Let's show them that you cant judge ANYTHING by the cover,
not a book, and definately not a relationship.
I finally get up the courage to ask you the hardest question ive yet to ask
Will you go out with me?
Your responce sends my flying into the air.
Of course, what took so long?
Now there is a you and me.
And all those other people will soon see,
just how much I love you.
Hey yall so yeah u can see my poems.. Poetry is my passion. and my dream is to make it my career.:)
Valentines day sucked. lol but thats ok... its MY fault it did....
Im staying single....its best for me.
Well if ya want read my poems, tell me wacha think :)
Im gonna head out.
l8r
Valenines day loser
I call everyone in my contacts,
all busy with their valentine.
What kind of loser am I?
I have no valentine.
No one to share this special day.
I just sit at home, bored.
But i refuse to cry,
thats a weakness i will NOT give in to.
For the moment that first tear hits my cheek,
I am just as vulnerable as a single broken heart can be.
A lump forms in my throat,
And my refusal gives in.
Tears flow like a grand river from my eyes.
I struggle to gain control, but eventually
my struggle becomes a success.
I catch my breathe and try one last number.
I call it private.
It rings and rings until I hear "leave a message".
I smile at the familliar voice,
but another lump forms when i realize,
hes with her.
It's Valentines day and he's with the love of his life.
Too bad i cant be with him.
I cant be with mine.
