Questions
What is the matter with everyone?
Why don't they see me?
Am I invisible
Do I not have feelings?
Why don't they notice how much pain I'm in?
Are they blind?
Do they not see the things I hide within?
Why don't they hear my cries for help?
Do I not have a voice?
Are they deaf?
Can't they see my loneliness?
Am I not worthy of friends?
Can't they see my sadness?
Or my longing for them within?
Am I not important?
Do they not care?
Do I not matter?
And if I don't who does?
The day...
I long for the day we meet.
The day when I can throw my arms around you,
Or gently rub my hand against your cheek.
The day when I can look deep into your eyes,
And see what you're thinking.
The day when I can kiss you gently,
With meaning.
The day when we could do more than just talk on the phone.
The day when I can let my true feelings be known.
The day when I can do everything
I've wanted to.
The day I'll treasure forever and ever,
Because I'll have spent it with you.
Dearest Friends
All our years come winding down and end this very day. We are happy to be moving on but are sad in many ways. Some of us will be moving on with a few of our good friends and will always remain together, throughout the year, until the very end. But we all have to go our seperate paths and move on with our lives. But sometimes it is very hard to leave our friends behind. Our friendships will live on in our hearts with our memories, and will last forever and ever because we cherish these. It is sad to think our time together has come to an end, But I know I will never forget any of you because you are all my dearest friends.
A poem...
I wrote a poem
And it was just for you.
It said how I felt
And told the whole truth.
There's just one little problem
That has got in the way.
I accidentially "misplaced" that poem the other day.
Feelings
I know how I feel
Without a doubt.
But I'm afraid to tell you
What it's all about.
I'm afreaid I'll end up hurt
Like I have in the past.
I'm afraid of losing everything we have,
All way to fast.
I'm afreaid of what you'll say
Or that you don't feel the same way.
Fear is holding me back
From expressing my true feelings.
I wish I had the guts to tell you
And just begin dealing
With the pain and hurt
I'm bound to face.
I guess I'll just have to stick
With this familiar fate.
You
You're the last thing I think about
Before I go to bed.
And when I wake up,
The first thing to pop into my head.
Just hearing from you
Makes my whole day better.
Imagining being with you
Makes me float like a feather.
I care about you so much.
But I can't let you know.
If I do you'll only break my heart
And it will definitely show.
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