Being 16 Blows #1

I do a lot of things
To make you happy.
It shows it never works.
Nothing can make you happy.
Inside I feel dark, empty, lost, afraid.
I wish I could make you happy.
Pass all my classes.
But that shows it won't work.
I try to change my life for you,
While the real me gets destroyed.
I wanna be a real teen; by staying out late, hanging with friends.
But I don't see that happening.
I feel like a princess just not supposed to get a happy ending.
Always in my room crying, waiting.
For something to let me be free.
My birthday sucked.
But I dont want to complain.
Cause I know you tried and I just don't want to hurt you!!

by LuAnna Sanchez


Complicated Love #2

You say we have to talk.
Also you say "I Love You"
All I can do is listen
While you talk.
Tears may fall.
Hearts may break.
Love can die.
You say you miss me.
All I can do is listen.
You wait.
I get grounded.
Your parents fight.
Well I fight with mine.
You say I don't feel the same.
I think you don't.
I would poor my heart out
But I know I might say something bad.
I just listen well you complain
And say how you miss me.
I would speak....but I
Know I would say something wrong.
All I can say is "I Love You!"
But I know you don't believe me.

By LuAnna Sanchez


"Parents" #3

Parents are so dificult.
They make our life so miserable.
They want us to be perfect.
But they know we can't be perfect.
They think all we think is life is fun and games.
But we don't complain.
When you are the one to blame.
You may yell; you may hit...
But you know that doesn't help.
You hate me cause I like to be myself.
When all you want me to be is just like you.
But NO!
Being like you is really lame.
You hate my friends, like I hate you.
When all you want is me to feel
Is like the worlds coming to an end.
Parents can suck a shell.
All I can say "why can't you just let me be like me."

By: LuAnna Sanchez & Kia " my cousin"


Facts #4

I know you hate the way I yell at you.
All I can say is just leave me alone.
You lend my things out, you read my papers.
But you don't see me doing that with your stuff do you?
At times I wanna cry
At times you make me want to put my life to an end.
You may yell, you may hit.
But let me leave this little fact......
All you do is ruin my life.

By Luanna Sanchez


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