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Sunday, September 28, 2003

   Poetry By Jeff Hardy
Im A Huge Fan Of Jeff Hardy So Heres Some Of His Poetry.
#1
Here I am again...tired from not sleeping...Sad from not loving.
I feel miserable again...here on this plane...Here on this earth.
I've done it again...I stayed out all night.
I feel it again...I dred this flight.
Why?
Because I'm sick...Sick of being owned...
I write because I'm sick...Sick of being known.
If I was normal...Would she like me the same?
If I was just a stock boy...Would she still enjoy my name?
I'd like to think she does and would...I believe in her and believe in me she should.
I'm gonna lean my head against this window...Close my eyes and go to sleep.
I'll wake up in the next town...With thoughts beyond deep.
The days will go by as I will just act.
As the days go by I can only look back...At the good times...the fun.
At the bad times...the fun.
I wonder if she misses me as much as I miss her...I wonder if she waits to see me...I wonder if she waits?
I'd like to think she did and would...I believe in her and believe in me she should.
My heart is so curious...My mind is so blank...Without you I'm lost...
I am an empty tank.
#2
When they look out through the clouds
When they look out through the sky
Does a normal person look?
Is it normal people that cry?

When they look out through the night
When they look out through the stars
Does a normal person wonder?
About life behind bars?

When they look out through the ocean
When they look out through the sea
Does a normal person react?
Like I would if it were me?

When they think about Heaven
When they think about Hell
Does a normal person become scared?
Is it normal to sell?

These all deserve the question stamp
These all create an unpredictable ramp-----
There are so many other than me
So many differences that we all see.

But there are always opinions and there are always lies-----
So it's day by day until the body dies.
Who controls the soul, who leads the way?
Has it paid off?

Remembering to pray
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