New Poetry Oct 2001
Too Much

Now I wonder, was I too much,
was I not enough?
Sitting under, the cloudy skies of night,
and of the dark of lonely thoughts.

Now I think, who was I to keep you here,
back from all those dreams?
In a million blinks, disppears a life full of expectations,
for so long I thought I could be in them.

Now I cry, feeling the understanding what you really meant,
When we went our seperate ways.
When we said goodbye, I didn't realize how this would end,
you get what you want, and I am left with nothing.
Who Is It Now?

There's no denying, you only call me when you're crying,
you say he broke your heart,
you say it tore you apart.
Now you're lying.
You've got twenty other guys,
one for each disguise
you always play the perfect part,
fall in love and give your heart,
and they believe your lies.

Better then that

You say you think I'm scared,
I think you're lying through your face.
You know me better then that.

You say you think I'll be alone,
I know how much you're wrong.
I know me better then that.

You say you think I'll be lost,
I think I'll be right on track.
You know me better then that.

You say you think I'm crazy,
well maybe you're right,
but I'll do what it takes to get over you,
because I'm better then this.

In Your Face

I'm strong enough,
to face what lies ahead.
I'm strong enough,
to ignore the things you've said.
I'm good enough,
to make it to my star.
I'm good enough,
it doesn't matter how far.
I'm nice enough,
to forget the pain you've caused.
I'm nice enough,
to walk past the paths we've crossed.
I'm here to say you've been replaced,
and say it to you in your face.
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