grown up oldie
look at me,im all grown up know! i dont know how it happened or when! but somehow it did im practicaly an adult! your the only reason im not freaking out, you let me be my inner kid, you laugh at childish things with me you love me now and it let me know that youll always love me i learned to grow up as long as your in love, your still young at heart.
High school spirt
we’ve got the beauty, brains, and spirit, the best times, the bomb rhythms, come on let hear it! Gorgeous ladies. Handsome men. You wish you in the class of 2010! Jun10rs Sen10rs
today is ... (oldie)
today is the last day of my life today is the last day i can do right today is the last day that i am me today is the last day that i am free today is the last day that i have hope today is the last day that i can cope today is the last day that im sixteen today is the first day of my rein… as drama queen!
Never hold anything back oldie
NEVER hold anything back! it makes life easier to let it all out, and you’ll never miss out. *Caution:you may be hurt more* ALWAYS speak your mind and let peopleknow who you are!(or else highschool will steal your voice and you may not find/take it back.) “Welcome to unoriginality!Welcome to conformity!Your uniforms are over there.It’s the oneextra small sizeto be fit by...
Always the best supporting actress...neverthe...
“she’s an artista a painter actually; see that ‘smile’ on her face? well it’s her most famous piece”
hate is a powerful word almost as Powerful as Love
better than barbie oldie
Im better than Barbie, who can dance and sing Im better than Barbie, that little plastic thing Im better than Barbie, with her blonde hair and NO fat Im better than Barbie, Im better that that!
how did i get here? Oldie
how did i get here? everything is in a daze. i dont remember who i am, and who you are, and where we are, and what we did. can somebody please pick me up? put me back on my feet. so i can see clearly, i dont like how things look anymore… through my rose colored glasses.
popular vs unpopular another oldie
“unpopular” girl- Aren’t you exhausted? “popular” girl- No. Why would i be? “unpopular” girl- Well… I mean…I heard keeping up with an image can be tiring! “popular” girl- What are you talking about? I’m just being myself. ”unpopular” girl-Oh. Really? Cause with those clothes that are way too tight, and that hair...
drifting through the endless sea with people, some that don’t mean much to me. but the other make me burn with passion the embers of the fire that burns in my eyes are moved about, and without a doubt i feel alive and ready to push through that endless sea with the few people that mean the world to me.
I want to Scream! I need to be heard! I just want someone to care! I need a friend that can be here til the end, without leaving me behind once again. When a better oppeortunity comes around. Thats when I can be found, Crying there on the ground.
Talk Its it that hard to make a noise, sound it just passes through us. We all hear the silence but how many of us hear the truth? Who has the curoage to SPEAK the truth? It hurts some, helps others see the light, and some choose to stay deaf. The Silent tension is choking me, Speak! We won’t hear the truth or pass on it’s words to others! A lie can spark a wild fire and...
I think I am toxic
I feel like I’m stuck, frozen in place. I feel like I may never get away; I’ll just fade into the background, where I’ll surely be replaced. I feel trapped inside a virtual dudgeon that is taxing on my soul. Seeing things that will never be, seeing things that I can never hold. I feel friendless and lost and all on my own. I feel pain of not being “good enough”. I...
You are stronger than you feel You are more than you think And you are better than you know
I’m not “Hot” or “Beautiful”. I am 5’3”, brown eyed, a size 6, with a wide nose and without a flat stomach. But I don’t want you to call me Hot or Beautiful. I’m myself. I am 5’3”, brown eyed, a size 6, with a wide nose and without a flat stomach. But these thing and more make me who I am. I want you to call me Heather :) I don’t have a problem with myself. Sure, I am self conscious sometimes...
An unfinished piece.
I’m just walk the edge of this mountain. Wind in my face. Head in the clouds. so this is what its like to feel free? letting the sunshine fall down on me. just trying to figure out who I suppose to be. And Its a long way down to the bottom of the ground but I have to find the place. the place Im never pushed around The place where I can stick around the place Im free to be me I...
Thinking about when people fight about things: how the act, what they say, the comebacks, the put downs. Why am I thinking about fights? Well because I am thinking of the physical fights in The Hunger Games. Why am I thinking about The Hunger Games? Well because I am obsessed. Anyway here is my poem about the mentality behind a verbal fight (because I don’t know anything about physical...
This way…. follow me. I can guide you, be your company. I will lead you safe from harm. And if it in someway ever comes to close, I will ring the alarm, no one gets to play with your heart! It is to sacred and pure for evil to take part within, you are as innocent as a newborn, sweet as cane sugar. This way… Follow me towards my heart.
love is only
Love is only as sweet and tender, Pure and beautiful, as the couple who have paired together, To decide they are happy to stay together forever.
Care for me, and I will always be there for you.
What is Breathing?
Still waters run deep,but I am not sure I can float about them when I am with you. I think that you pull me down, and drowned me, to the point where I dont know where or who I am. All I can do is breath(but only) when I get away from you. But I don’t know when that whole breathing thing will happen again because I will always love you.
I feel quiet inside everything is too clam. I feel lost and confused and alone in my shoes. No matter what I do it is not right, I cant win. But yet you still refuse to lit me in. Or let me feel sorry for myself. I dont know who you are,but I know you left a scar. And if we were, we are now split apart and truly know it hurts me a lot.
Color your world
Think about a bunch of different crayola colors(one at a time). Now try to think of that first color again. Hard huh? Thats what its like trying to remember me… Only one color in the rainbow, but without me you picture could be incomplete.
yes of course
Yea I fall down a lot, But I am strong enough to get back up. Yes I smile a lot, But I am just hidding how I really feel. Of course I cry sometimes, But only because I miss you.
I love to laugh the most on a bad day and even more on a good day.
I dont want just the end of love. Or just the beginning. Or to miss the middle. I want the entire thing. I need the whole story. Our whole story.
You know when you are watching a romantic movie, and the end when prince charming is being all sweet, romantic,and just perfect…. And how he gives you shivers when he tells you how he feels about her. I want to find a guy whose words give me those same exact shivers.
That is Not a Smile
A smile can’t last forever, A heart won’t always glow. Those eyes can lose their glisten, A light can lose it’s way, All you’ll be left with is an empty heart and soul. But a frown can last a lifetime, A heart as dead as night. Your eyes are stern and mean, And there is nothing inside of you. Not a light to make you laugh, So you are left with a horrible broken...
What Am I To Do?
What am I to do? It is clear im not in love with you. The other person makes me feel alive, Pushes me off of a comfort cliff to take a dive. I am unsure of what will happen tomorrow, And what I say I say with sorrow. I can not date you at least not right now, But it doesnt mean that I want to say chow. I still want to be you best friend and talk all the time, Its just i dont see the...
Part one: Sometimes things have hidden or secret messages Sometimes on purpose Sometimes so people don’t get hurt, and, Sometimes because the people who say them are afraid of the truth themselves. Part two: Sometimes I hope to be declared mad, Then my feeling may not be truely true. And I would live in a world where I am not in love with you. Then I realize im glad Im not mad. ...
I carry some scars, Once and a while they hurt. The scars never hurt for long, And the pain will never be as severe as the day I recived those scars. Every day it hurts less and less, But I don’t think the pain will ever fully go away
I was hopeful for world peace in High School I...
People are all different but have one thing in common we are all humans with thoughts wants feeling we share one common home the earth is ours so why do you fight over something when we could all live together peacefully without ware or anger just happiness
Sometimes Love is...
Sometimes Love is… Bright Sometimes Love is… Light Sometimes Love has a… Cost Sometimes Love is… Lost Sometimes Love is… Kind But Love is ALWAYS Blind
It seems that you didnt know, The deeper you go the harder it is to stay afloat. But I found you on the floor, I found you and so much more. You dont seem to understand, I cant be there to hold you hand. Anymore. No So I lost you on the floor, I lost you and so much more. I did not want to cry and hid, Anymore. No Thats why I left you on the floor, I left you and so much more. You...
I won’t feel sorry for myself anymore. You cannot make me. Not with your eyes that hurt, Your words that burn, That smile that breaks my Heart. Not Now! Maybe then, But NEVER AGAIN! Im gone! Even if you dont know it you, It is your loss. (note: this is from when I was 18 but I found a bunch of poems that always have relevant to someones life so Im uploading them all)
The conversation I would have with myself in high...
*unbold: unborn baby bold: Me. The conversation I would have with myself in high school if I ever found out I was pregnant. Stop you cant! I can and I will Please I beg of you! You cant even speak I need this more than you could know. I need you to breath, to eat, to live. You are my life line!Why don’t you grow up? I can’t without you. Can you see yourself with me? I could be your...
Fear, My Heart Has Fear!
Beat, Beat, My Heart Beats. Beat, Beat, Beat, Faster and faster Is that still MY HEART?!? I think I hear something else, Someone else… someone inside of me… It couldnt be. Could it? A Baby? Me? But it was that one time… A Baby? Us? he wont speak to me again! A Baby? I cant, Im only 17! No! Not a baby, Not you, -not this time-, Just Breath Breath, listen to your...
A Dream. One Wish. This Life. Just Love.
I am having a terrible mental week and I’m so glad it is almost over. I also don’t mean mental as in brain power or smarts but more my perspective of myself -and not even like I am mad at myself either- Its just meh. I just cannot believe that it took me this long to realize, that it sucks to not be a keystone species in a relatively small ecosystem. Im hoping that its really only an over-looked...
Days end and so do some lives, but sometimes it is...
Days end and so do some lives, but sometimes it is not alright. Coins always get left behind, but why should a human life. Bones break but why do hearts? People have brains but are not necessarily smart. Love is what I want, and what I NEED!! How do I get it without having to pled? Is there a way to make things okay? Or should I permantly hit the hay? Days end and so do some lives, but...
I have no words left to say they are gone and lost forever you broke my heart and stole my voice i don’t even know if I’m me anymore
Ask Me What My Favorite This Is...
Ask Me What My Favorite Thing Is… Ask me what my favorite thing is to do before a show, I would say I love to jump about, my head spinning but its time to go. You may ask what kind of show it could possibly be, I would say with a chuckle dance don’t you see. Ask me where my favorite place to watch a dance would be, I would say behind the stage, the one that waits for me. It doesn’t have to be...
I will love you til...
I will love you… Til there is nothing left Til the world ends Til forever fades Til infinity runs out ∞
Fishing for love
You think I am a prize catch, Swimming in free ocean where I am then snatched. When you tossed your line and lured me in, The water was playing tricks on you and my fins. I come too close and you take me out, But in the air you and I both pout. I am not what you wanted and your not for me. I guess that is why people say there are other fish in the sea.
Mini Poem Rampage
Tiny poems i had written on post-it notes one night when I was drunk. 1-Do you not see me? Plain as day I am here. Don’t forget me its my greatest fear 2-Love or Pain its all the same. 3-Maybe the reason I am good at wounds is because on the inside I have so many. 4-Heartbroken in despair. I look but no one is there, Everyone is gone leaving me alone. Its like no one could have known. How...
I am blank I think I am hurt. A pain burning me from the inside but I just can tell anymore or say how I feel out loud. Not even a scream! You won’t talk to me no matter how much I try. I don’t think I can fix it. Friends and chcolate are not the cure. not this time anyway. You dont know and I won’t tell, but when I think of you of this all I do is cry.
Tomorrow is Today
Tomorrow is Today Today skies are pouring rain Today I ache in pain Today was never fun But tomorrow is another one Tomorrow the skies are blue Tomorrow my body feels brand new Tomorrow looks so clear Tomorrow is almost here