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Saturday, November 4, 2006


just some poems.....

Broken

i feel broken
i feel unloved
i act like im fine
act like nothings wrong
but you dont see the scars i hide
you dont know the real me
fuck i dont even know the real me
i died one night
never to return again
just living like im supposed to
trying to be happy
trying to be a good friend
trying to live a good life
but all this shit brings me down
and i just dont know anymore
im lost
cant find my way out
dont know where to go
cant move
cuz im broken
little shards everywhere
cutting into me
and i just watch
just stand there
crying out
'help me'
and you all stare
and keep your distance
as you watch my death
cuz you know i cant be saved
so you dont even try
your just like me standing there
watching me die
until i exsist no more


&& is it just me...or am i all alone?

all alone
no one around
isolated
in solitude
its like im trapped in a CLEAR box
watching everyone and everything living
having fun
...while im stuck...
trapped.
with no one...
...wait....do you hear that?
the box is cracking....
is that a good sign?...
now everyone stops and stares
as the box breaks
shattering...
all over me
cuts...blood...
all around...
everyone goes back to normal
while i lay there
bloody and broken
cant move
for if i do
i'll cause my death...
...too late...in my stupidity
i moved...
and now im dead...
a living spirit
walking around aimlessly
trying to find a place where i belong
dead and broken inside
happy and alive outside
soo its like im lying right?
to myself more than others...
i hate this...
i hate myself...
why did i become a spirit?
i should have been with the rest...
dead..
and never to return...

Questions

who do i trust?
who do i believe?
should i just keep to myself?
what should i do?
so many questions spinning around me
so little answers
with questions comes more questions
so its like...i'll never have an answer
and i'll always be confused
and i'll always wish that...life wasnt like this
horrible.lovely.sad.happy.
soo its like....im not even here
im just a wandering soul...
trying to find a place to stay
a place where i can feel like i belong...
and it looks like i'll search forever..
cuz everywhere i go...
i end up leaving...
i can't stay for much longer...
so...what keeps me here?
should i have died already?...
shouldnt my soul already rest in peace?...
why...no...how did i turn out like this?..
i guess i'll always be...
broken.alone.confused.angry.sad.happy.hyper.
...so why is it that life seems so hard?
i mean friends...
thats the key
but...how do i know which ones are real?
how can i tell which ones are fakes?
...i guess i'll never know...
and i guess i'll never get an answer...
...oh,look at the time...
im leaving again....
i don't believe in goodbyes...
so i guess i'll see you later...
maybe this time i'll finally return...


uhmmm so these are just some poems i wrote...not saying when i wrote them....soo uhhh tell me if ya like em or not...or what you thought bout em...nd be honest[i kno u prob will be...its juss sumthin i always say...]soo i hope yall have a great day laterz.

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