helpless I feel,
panicing,
it's hard to breath.
I can't eat,
I can't sleep.
Is this a fight I can't defeat?
I'm trying hard to keep it cool.
I keep on thinking...
about you.
Am I being a fool?
I don't wanna think I am
tell me do you think it's true?
is it ok to be feeling things for you?
I'm sorry,
just so you know.
but I don't wanna let this go.
you inspire me,
I've been writting all the time.
can you see how special you are to me?
I'll be fine,
even if you are not mine.
mine you will always be.
the specialest friend in the world...
that's what you are to me.
.
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love is the feeling of a summerbreeze on your skin.
love is admitting to fear,
but being able to hold on to the feelings with in.
love is the sea that embraces the sun,
as it goes down after a tiring day.
love is the sound of the birds whispering their sweet music on a spring day in may.
love is giving,
without wanting something back.
love is like a child that wants to play,
and is willing to be carried around sitting in your neck.
love is the moon shining through the night,
lightening the path for those who are lost,
till dawn breaks and the world awakes.
love is opening your eyes and being able to see.
love is calming down some ones mind without words to say,
without having to pray.
just being there when needed the most.
Than you can say it's love and it's close
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life can be cruel,
life can be unfair.
especially for girls,
caus magazines keep telling us what to wear.
how to do our hair.
wear high heels,
it makes your legs look slim.
Damn...
I don't wanna do these stuff just to fit in.
Why?
to be just like them?
walking through the street,
watching my own feet,
scared to fall,
caus I don't have a fucking clue how to walk on high stilleto's at all.
looking around,
Do they see me?
do they see how much woman I am?
do they see I went sunbading and have the perfect tan?
I'm not like that,
I'm not thin,
but I'm also not fat.
I wear clothes that make me feel comfy and good.
Jeans and sneakers,
not panties and a woman suit.
I love to play,
every day.
going outside without being afraid to break a nail.
I'm not scared to show who I am.
I don't need a bunch of fans.
the only fan I need is me,
loving myself.
looking in the mirror and be proud of what I see.
I don't need to be a model like on T.V.
always act womanly and hunger defeating.
No thanks!
I'd rather enjoy my one and only life,
instead of fading away,
loosing myself and not eating.
I love my self,
I don't care what they have to say.
I am real and that's the way it'll stay.
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what's in a family?
mine had a mom,
a dad,
two sisters,
and later on,
a tragedy.
she left when I was young,
leaving me alone.
I had to figure out who I am my self,
caus back than,
I wasn't full grown.
I made it through,
no doubt I did.
not with,
or do,
I am who I am because of you.
you showed me how to be kind and sweet.
you thought me the way to survive.
and stay...
there ain't no battle I can't defeat.
I can still hear you say:
first born of mine,
you are.
life ain't easy,
you have to work hard to get far.
live and let live,
love and care.
and if life challenges you,
take the dare.
live once and live it good.
your own way,
not just the way it 'should'
enjoy and let bad feelings go.
let life take you away on it's flow
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outside at night,
dark and cold.
streets are empty,
no soul around.
walking through,
searching a place to sleep.
hidden,
where no one can see.
safe,
just for you.
the moon on your face.
only lonelyness to embrace.
no comfy bed,
no warmth,
you're upset.
you lay down.
on the ground.
trying to keep it cool.
close you're eyes and thinking how this happened.
was it your own fault?
have you really been such a fool?
you hardly fall asleep.
by listening to the sounds around you.
scared some other creep will show up and find you.
the day comes
and brings the sun,
so they say.
but battle continous,
you still ain't got a place to stay.
covered with sand you awake.
trying to find a place to wash you face.
maybe a bar?
maybe a lake?
stomac making ugly sounds,
you are hungry.
it feels like you are gonna drown.
you try to resist,
no one knows how hard it is.
finely you steal an apple from a shop,
you have to make a run caus they called a cop.
people watch you pass by,
in their warm clothes.
they talk to eachother and point their finger.
you wanna crawl in the ground and just die.
to all of you:
have you felt hungeR?
have you been scared?
did you have to sleep underneath a fucking bridge?
and had nothing to wear?
no warmth around you,
no love to suround you,
just lonelyness and sadness.
trying to survive,
and no one cares?
you haven't?
than don't you fucking dare!!
to judge or to laugh at those who try,
every day,
looking for small things to smile instead of cry.
get your ass away from your luxurious couch
and make an efford to help.
caus you r money ain't worth shit if you don't have an honest and caring heart,
or emotional health!
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poem 5: ...
helpless I feel, panicing, it's hard to breath. I can't eat, I can't sleep. Is this a fight I can't defeat? I'm trying hard to keep it cool. I keep on thinking... about you. Am I being a fool? I don't wanna think I am tell me do you think it's true? is it ok to be feeling things for you? I'm sorry, just so you know. but I don't wanna let this go. you inspire me, I've been writting all the time. can you see how special you are to me? I'll be fine, even if you are not mine. mine you will always be. the specialest friend in the world... that's what you are to me. .
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poem 4: love is
love is the feeling of a summerbreeze on your skin. love is admitting to fear, but being able to hold on to the feelings with in. love is the sea that embraces the sun, as it goes down after a tiring day. love is the sound of the birds whispering their sweet music on a spring day in may. love is giving, without wanting something back. love is like a child that wants to play, and is willing to be carried around sitting in your neck. love is the moon shining through the night, lightening the path for those who are lost, till dawn breaks and the world awakes. love is opening your eyes and being able to see. love is calming down some ones mind without words to say, without having to pray. just being there when needed the most. Than you can say it's love and it's close
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poem 3: womanised
life can be cruel, life can be unfair. especially for girls, caus magazines keep telling us what to wear. how to do our hair. wear high heels, it makes your legs look slim. Damn... I don't wanna do these stuff just to fit in. Why? to be just like them? walking through the street, watching my own feet, scared to fall, caus I don't have a fucking clue how to walk on high stilleto's at all. looking around, Do they see me? do they see how much woman I am? do they see I went sunbading and have the perfect tan? I'm not like that, I'm not thin, but I'm also not fat. I wear clothes that make me feel comfy and good. Jeans and sneakers, not panties and a woman suit. I love to play, every day. going outside without being afraid to break a nail. I'm not scared to show who I am. I don't need a bunch of fans. the only fan I need is me, loving myself. looking in the mirror and be proud of what I see. I don't need to be a model like on T.V. always act womanly and hunger defeating. No thanks! I'd rather enjoy my one and only life, instead of fading away, loosing myself and not eating. I love my self, I don't care what they have to say. I am real and that's the way it'll stay.
Reply
poem 2: untitled yet
what's in a family? mine had a mom, a dad, two sisters, and later on, a tragedy. she left when I was young, leaving me alone. I had to figure out who I am my self, caus back than, I wasn't full grown. I made it through, no doubt I did. not with, or do, I am who I am because of you. you showed me how to be kind and sweet. you thought me the way to survive. and stay... there ain't no battle I can't defeat. I can still hear you say: first born of mine, you are. life ain't easy, you have to work hard to get far. live and let live, love and care. and if life challenges you, take the dare. live once and live it good. your own way, not just the way it 'should' enjoy and let bad feelings go. let life take you away on it's flow
Reply
poem 1: heartless idiots
outside at night, dark and cold. streets are empty, no soul around. walking through, searching a place to sleep. hidden, where no one can see. safe, just for you. the moon on your face. only lonelyness to embrace. no comfy bed, no warmth, you're upset. you lay down. on the ground. trying to keep it cool. close you're eyes and thinking how this happened. was it your own fault? have you really been such a fool? you hardly fall asleep. by listening to the sounds around you. scared some other creep will show up and find you. the day comes and brings the sun, so they say. but battle continous, you still ain't got a place to stay. covered with sand you awake. trying to find a place to wash you face. maybe a bar? maybe a lake? stomac making ugly sounds, you are hungry. it feels like you are gonna drown. you try to resist, no one knows how hard it is. finely you steal an apple from a shop, you have to make a run caus they called a cop. people watch you pass by, in their warm clothes. they talk to eachother and point their finger. you wanna crawl in the ground and just die. to all of you: have you felt hungeR? have you been scared? did you have to sleep underneath a fucking bridge? and had nothing to wear? no warmth around you, no love to suround you, just lonelyness and sadness. trying to survive, and no one cares? you haven't? than don't you fucking dare!! to judge or to laugh at those who try, every day, looking for small things to smile instead of cry. get your ass away from your luxurious couch and make an efford to help. caus you r money ain't worth shit if you don't have an honest and caring heart, or emotional health!
Reply