~*~*Poems*~*~

Whenever I write a poem it'll be up here. I only have two so far but I want to do more. Please do not laugh at my poems becoz I no I am not the best poet but I am not stupid enough to believe I am the worst either! Plus some of them will be about serious things like diseases & death. You may notice I talk alot about these things but that's just the way I am & no I am not trying to get pitied or am not sick but its just something I end up talking about.

The Right Guy

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~*~*Renee-Anne Guenette*~*~

~Will I ever find the right guy?
~Who will hold me in his arms
~Someone who will keep me safe at night
~And say everythings going to be alright
~Who will always be there
~And show how he cares
~Like I will do for him
~That special guy isn't here yet
~But I know I will find him someday
~I will never let him go away
~When will I find that one guy?
~Where will I find him?
~I don't know yet but he will come
~I will wait for him
~He is in my dreams
~But I can't touch him for real
~I can't tell him the way I feel
~But I know that I will find him...
~I will find the right guy!

Not So Pretty Girl

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~*Renee-Anne Guenette*~

~She sits by herself
~No one in sight
~She has a tray of food
~But won't take any bite
~Her friend has given up
~She should leave her alone
~She's getting so skinny
~She is nothing but bones
~When she looks in the mirror
~What she sees isn't there
~For real her cheeks are sunken
~She has limp brittle hair
~She grabs onto the counter
~She sees nothing but blur
~She wakes up somewhere different
~With faces all around her
~Its been weeks since she's been
~Getting help that she needs
~She can't waste her life
~Throwing up til she bleeds
~A few months later
~They let her go free
~"Don't do this again" they say
~"Or back here you will be"
~She tells them she they won't
~Ever see her again
~She doesn't want to relive
~The depression & pain
~But something bad happens
~Life won't be the same
~Something called "anorexia"
~Is the one thing to blame
~The coffin is white
~The flowers are red
~From this day on
~The casket is her bed
~She thought she could make it
~And her life would be okay
~But it came back once again
~She could no longer stay
~Before you go dissing
~Someone for their weight
~Stop yourself please
~Before its too late

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