Monday, December 19, 2011

Envy.

Who'd Have Known- Lily Allen

It's 5 o'clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you're going to bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I'd just wait there
Til I heard you come up the stairs
I pretended I was sleeping
And I was hoping you would creep in
With me
You put your arm around my shoulder
It was as if the room got colder
We moved closer in together
And started talking bout the weather
Said tomorrow would be fun
We can watch A Place In The Sun
I didn't know where this was going
When you kissed me
Are you mine?
Are you mine?
Cause I stay here all the time
Watching telly, drinking wine
Who'da known, who'da known
When you flash up on my phone
I'd no longer feel alone
No longer feel alone
I haven't left here for days now
And I'm becoming amazed how
You're quite affectionate in public
In fact, your friend said it made her feel sick
And even though it's moving forward
There's just the right amount of awkward
And today you accidentally
Called me baby
Are you mine?
Are you mine?
Cause I stay here all the time
Watching telly, drinking wine
Who'da known, who'da known
When you flash up on my phone
I'd no longer feel alone
Let's just stay
Let's just stay
I wanna lie in bed all day
We'll be laughing all the way
Told your friends
They all know
We exist but we're taking it slow
Now let's just see how we go
Now let's see how we go
Let's just stay
Let's just stay
I wanna lie in bed all day
We'll be laughing all the way
Told your friends
They all know
We exist but we're taking it slow
Now let's just see how we go
Now let's see how we go

I am jealous of this poem because it's talking about a girl and boy that are starting to fall in love and that's just all I want in life right now. I envy people who are in love.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Friday, December 16, 2011

Let it Be.

This is for everyone whose ever had their heart broken.
This is for anyone whose ever been played.
Let it be.
This is for anyone whose been bullied,
the people who have been physically hurt, or physically hurt themselves.
Let it be.
This is for anyone whose been judged.
For the one that people call a "Slut" but you're really were raped.
This is for you.
This is for anyone whose gotten so far in the deep end,
that they think there's no hope in going back.
This is for you.
This is for the ones who think drugs, and alcohol is the only way out.
Let it be.
For anyone who gave it there all,
and still came out the loser.
This is for the childhood dreamers.
For the girls who dream of being a princess.
BE a princess. No one can stop you.
This is for you.
This is for the girls that think they're fat.
This is for the kids that feel no love.
This is for the STRONG,
and this is for the weak.
This is for the hopeless, and the homeless.
This is for you, and this... this is for me.
Let it be.

Ghandi

I keep forgetting the sound of his voice,
the way his face looks.
I keep forgetting how a functional family looks.
I keep forgetting he is part of this family.
I keep forgetting what it's like to be loved,
to be held,
to have someone to run to when your heart is broken.
I keep forgetting what it's like to have a man in my life,
a REAL man.
I keep forgetting what it's like to be happy,
what it's like to see my mom happy.
I keep forgetting how my brother use to be before we lost you.
Before he came home stoned all the time reeking of weed.
I keep forgetting he loves me.
I keep forgetting.
I keep forgetting to just let it be.
I keep forgetting that I'll be able to see him again one day,
Because when I forget,
I sometimes mess up.
I keep forgetting that I'm currently carrying your last name,
and you were a great man, so I should be a great women.
I'll try not forget anymore,
because I love you, Dad.

My Journey

Born in Arizona, raised in Utah.
I've grown up like any other kid, except, I don't have a dad.
It's hard to grow up without a dad, without a man to love you.
I have had my heart broken numerous times,
Just because I feel the need to be loved by a man.
I fight for everyday of my life.
I'm trying to figure out who I am, and am still in the process.
Hopefully one day I can figure out My Journey.