| well, sometimes I write thoughts that come into my head, and I'll tell u now, they rn't that good, I just needed a place to put em, so yeah, they are based on things that happen in my life, just like exaggerated..so yeah, go on, get.... |
| 1.I don't cry, they don't listen, I don't scream, they don't listen, I don't talk, they still don't listen, why won't they listen? I cry, they don't care, I scream, they don't understand, I talk, they still don't listen, why won't they listen? |
| 2.tainted tears, pleading eyes, wut like its some big surprsie? 3.I need to run, I need to be free, I can't take this pain u've given me. 4.it's all about to turn around, it's all about to change, the only thing I don't understand is why it has to be so strange, |
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| 5.maybe if I wuz a different color, a different race, born another day, another place, then you would like me better, is that how it would be? I'm a lil confused here, help me see. maybe if my hair wuz shorter, my eyes were darker, if my boobs were bigger, or my thighs were wider, wut would u see ? something better I could be? 6.everyone really tried, but noone really cared, cuz as I sit here and hurt myself, all they do is stare, I realized noone cared and for that I will not cry, after everything everyone told me, my life is still a lie, I wish I could just kill myself, I wish it would all just end, but I don't have the strength for that, all I have is this pen. |
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| No Title As she brought her laundry up the stairs she heard her sisters radio "Oldies show, nice choice." she thought, but something cold crept deep into her bones. It was almost completely dark in her sisters room which was unusual. She took her laundry into her room and started putting it away. She hadn't turned on any of the lights because she knew the house like the back of her hand. This was understandable considering her and her sister had lived there since they were children and the house recently became theirs when there mother passed away a year earlier. She began talking to her sister from down the hall after hearing her in her room. She went on and on until she realized she was getting no response, she decided the noise she had heard earlier had been her cat trying to get out of her sisters room. She opened the door slightly to let the cat out, but the cat wasn't there and curiousity got the better of her. She headed into her sisters room. She left the lights off incase ehr sister was asleep; the only light in was from a street light. After letting her eyes adjust she noticed her sister standing by her dresser. "Why didn't you answer when I was talking to you? You scared the shit outta me" she said to her sister as she turned down the radio. Still mumbling to herself she turned to switch on the lights. Just then she felt a strong tug and arms around her. She immediatly started trying to scream, realizing that it wasn't her sister, but the scream was like a whisper. As she was thrown to the bed she felt something cold beside her. She went to scream again thinking the worst of this cold feeling, but she couldn't. Who ever it was, was now holding her down, there was nothing she could do. She struggled and faught with no results. It was as if thousand pound weights had been placed on top of her, slowly crushing her, cutting off her air. She sat up straight with all the strength she had left only to see that it had all been a dream. click here if u really wanna read the rest... |
| 7. I didn't like the words you said, they made thoughts run thru my head, thoughts about my mom, and thoughts about my dad, they make me cry, they make me sad, wut happened to my perfect world? I guess I'm not supposed to know. |
| 8.moth on my pillowcase, butterfly on my face, wings going at the quickest pace, its all so scary, its some kind of race, they're ganging up, its me they're going to chase, I have nowhere to go, nowhere I can be free, theres nothing I can do but give up, come get me... |
| I thought I knew wut I wanted, I thought I understood, but here I am confused, wishing everything wuz good. I hear them ask why, and I wish I knew, I want to have the answers, I want to give everything to u, but I have nothing, and I'm so sorry, I'm empty, and theres nothing left, not a thought, not a trace, I try so hard, but theres nothing there, I died, I gave up, its not ur fault, don't feel bad, just smile, I'll pretend I'm not sad, it'll be ok, just give it time, soon I'll be here for me, and there for u, I wish that were true, I wish I didn't have to lie, I put on these clothes, and I act that way, and its me, don't get me wrong, but I'm still lying, lying to that little gurl inside of me, I sit here and cry, and all I can do is hope, its positive thinking that gets me thru, positive thinking, but no wishes, no dreams, I know this is it for me, theres nowhere else to go, theres no point, why worry? I make up these lives, the way I want them to be, we were happy, we ran away, nothing wuz the same, I had felt no pain, I gave u everything, u smiled for me, I didn't have to pretend, I wuz no longer sad, but thats not how it is, and it will never be that way, its over, and I'm so sorry |