Other Poems
MYSTERIOUS EYES
mysterious eyes,
soft and wide,
open to see inside your mind,
mysterious eyes,
soft and wide,
gorgeousness is what I find.


TIME
7:37pm - 7:40pm,
time keeps passing by,
I can't think and I don't know why,
ha! I thought of something.


BARNEY
I hate that little dinosaur,
he really looks like a whore,
purple pimp,
what a little wimp,
he really looks like a gimp.

INDEPENDENCE
creativity,
that's the thing so they say,
it's how you're not the same as others,
you're different,
it's called independence.


HIDEOUS
Hitlers cousin,
enters the room,
it's you I know,
demand you to leave,
outside or in,
unities end,
slowly never begin.


USELESS LIFE
A friend tells me about her useless life,
to make herself feel nice,
I show her she lives a lie,
but she sits there and whished she'd die.


HEAVENS STAR
A childs love,
from far above,
show signs of life to show us love,
A heavens star shines for thee,
to show us how it's supposed to be.


FEELINGS
I am a flower,
my petals fall off when I am sad,
my petals are tears.



CRYING EYE
This crying eye that you see
is a crying eye which comes from me.


NOT HOPEFUL
I'm despondent about who I am,
my independence is gone,
but that's okay,
the problem is me.



WHAT'S IN MY POCKET?
What's in my pocket?
could it be a locket?
maybe a hand or a rubber band,
what's in my pocket?
could it be a locket?


MOTHER
Mature,
outgoing for
the things I
have been given,
either for fun and
rarely have any money.


SISTER
sitting in her room
is some of what
she likes,
to be on the phone,
enter at your own
risk kind of room.


THINK
something I think is what I'll never do,
what I think is not because of you,
It's because of me.


LIE
Having every ounce of love to give,
so you can lie about what you told another kid.


THINKING
somethimes I think,
"should I write what I think?"
when ever I think?
but if I am thinking bad should I not?


FATHER
Look into your fathers eyes to see what you can see,
he's a part of you and you're a part of me.


GRANDMA
Gorgeous,
radiant,
always there for me,
never bad,
delicate,
my mothers mom,
a great Grandma.


GRANDPA
Gone now,
reverse the pain,
anger I will feel
no more,
done no good,
peaceful,
anger no more.



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