No
Does anyone see I'm not the same?
Does anyone see all of my pain?
Does anyone see me cry a tear?
Does anyone know all of my fears?
Does anyone know me inside out?
Does anyone know what I'm about?
Does anyone see I'm outta love?
Does anyone see the beauty above?
Does anyone know what I feel?
Does anyone know that it's real?
Does anyone else feel this way?
Does anyone know it gets harder each day?
Does anyone know when it will stop?
Does anyone ever come out on top?
Does anyone know where exactly they'll go?
To all these questions my answer is NO.
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Ever Since We Met
I do not want this poem to go to deep.
It's premature, and love's too far away,
But there are things i feel that i need to say,
Rather than more days of silence kept.
I hope for you it's not to great to leap.
To hear me talking to you in this way,
My fears some times my sentiments betray,
Telling me to put my thoughts to sleep.
Ever since we met I've thought of you,
As something more than just a passing friend,
You seem so lovely, like a melody,
That haunts me with the wisp of something true,
You haunt me still, and so I wont pretent;
I tell you this you might think of me.
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These Tears
I hate that these tears are something you made and i have to live with in my eyes.
I hate that that you made me fake a smile, a laugh.
Because of you i try my hardest to forget everything.
Your the closest thing to perfect but the farthest thing from me.
I'll never be forgivin for all my faults, by you or god or anyone.
But this I know i am not here for grace, or padon, or to give them.
My way is through shodow, blackness on the path, and in my heart, in my eyes,
and in my soul.My fate unknown.My destiny my own.
I guess all I can do is wait for a betta day.
wrightin by my beutiful friend Hillary
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Away
There is just one saying,
That could discribe what happened.
When the cats away,
The mice will play.......
Well, you were the cat,
And we were the mice,
You left us alone,
Now you pay the price.
You knew that I loved him,
And I'd do anything that I could do,
Just to take him away with me,
And far away from you.
I made the mistake of loving him,
But I do with all my heart,
I've loved him longer than you have had him,
And you made a mistake,
You left him with me,
And during that week,
My love I made him see.
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Would You
If I gave you my love would you return it?
Or would you spit on it and burn it?
If I gave you my heart would you keep it safe?
Or would you break it and send it away?
If I gave you everything I had would you give me anything at all?
Or would you laugh and make me cry so much that I would fall?
If i gave you myself would i get anything back?
Or is this the last thing to take me off track?
If i didn't give anything would you give me anything first?
Or would me not giving anything make it that much worse?
If unrequited love is what this is then I'm telling you good bye.
Because I can't stand the pain that comes from all your lies.
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Would u go back in time
Would you go back and relive painful times?
Would you go back when times weren't in line?
The hurt and pain of death?
The happy time when you first got your pet?
Would you go back when nothing went together,
Nothing rhymed, and nothing was forever?
Going back in time would unbury hurtful things.
Going back in time would show your success was once a dream.
Would you go back to say 'Good-bye'?
Would you go back to say 'Hi'?
Do you believe by going back things would be better?
Do you think you can go back and destroy hurtful letters?
The past should be left in the past and sometimes forgotten,
and the future may become even more shocking.
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Its funny how
Its funny how hello is always accompanied with good-bye
Its funny how remembering good memories can make you cry
Its funny how forever never seems to really last
Its funny how much you'd lose if you forgot your past
Its funny how friends can just leave you when you're down
Its funny how when you need someone there never around
Its funny how people can change and think there so much betta
Its funny how many lies can be packed into one love letta
Its funny how people can forgive even tho they cant forget
Its funny how one night can catain of so much regret
Its funny how crazy and ironic life turns out to be
but the funniest part of all is that none of that seems funny to me
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September 11th
I remember so clearly what happened that day.
For the people there nothing went their way.
I was at school and seen it on tv.
It made me sad to see.
I seen that a plane was in the first tower.
Then I watched the other fly through within the hour.
We didn't get to see everything that went on,
but we knew enough to know that the towers were gone.
I saw them collapse till nothing but rubble was left,
and to see all the commotion I could have wept.
I'm so glad my family was here at home,
but felt pain for the people who's family was gone.
I'll probably never forget that day, and I'll never take
living for granted
cause a tragedy like on that day can happen anytime on this planet.
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Rumors
I thought he was my best friend.
Back in December I knew it had to end.
He told people we kissed and that we were going out.
I just told them I don't know what he's talking about.
Just yesterday I learned he told people we had sex.
I've never had sex with anyone. Not even my ex.
It hurts to know he's said that about me.
It makes me even madder cause friends are what we're supposed to be.
He was the one I trusted out of all the people I know.
The act of rumors spread cause of him makes him so low.
I'll never be his friend again no matter what he does,
Because all he'll do is say he said it just because.
So, our friendship is over, and it was no great loss.
I won't sweat the rumors cause at least I know their false.
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Im Not Sorry
I'm not sorry for the things I said
when I was hurting deep inside.
They were things I had to say, and
things I could no longer hide.
I get called spoiled and
also a brat
If people knew the real me
they would not say that.
I cry deep inside everyday.
Every night.
The only thing I wish is that
everything was right.
Nothing seems right.
Nothing seems fair.
It's harder for me cause
I have no one there.
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