Can I Hate You?
Can I Hate You? I dont know.
anda did so much, to make me smile,
I wish I hadnt fallen so hard, so fast, with my eyes closed.
anda loved me,I think, I know I loved you.
I cant just throw it away over night.
I want anda back, here with me.
I miss being yours, I miss it.
I know I'm strong, I know I'll live.
I know I wont die.
Can I hate you? I dont know.
I've decided I cant, no matter your choices,
It hurts yes, to see anda go
But I can pull up my pullups,
And do it with dignaty,
Yes theyve asked, but i berkata no
I dont want them, I want you.
But I guess that cant happen.
So can I hate you? No.
So were anda just Lying?
I thought we were forever
Thats what I was lead to beleive
anda grabbed my hand
anda whispered in my ear
``Baby Girl we are forever,
like the stars and the moon.
I hope anda never leave me.
I dont deserve anda girl.
Babe I`m not sure of much,
but I`m sure of your love.
I want to hold anda till morning light.
Dont leave, me here alone.
Baby we are the stars and moon,
never to be apart,
I cinta anda baby girl,
That will never change``
I held your hand I nodded too
But at first I didnt beleive,
soon, though, anda had me strong,
I beleived, oh god I believed,
I asked anda What was up one night
and I was surprised when anda said
Laying in tempat tidur talking to you.
Your breathtaking anda know that?
Your drop dead geourgus,
your the most unique person ever,
and anda always look and smell amazing,
and babe, your the cinta of my life.
I would be pretty much lost without you.
I kinda get lost when I leave school everyday
and your my reason I was put on the earth
is to fall inlove with anda
I smiled and I believed, I believed with all my heart,
remeber at first, how hard anda tried, to make me say
I cinta anda too, and when I finally did,
how happy anda were?
But I guess that is forgotten now,
but a memory, but a dream,
anda berkata It wasnt working,
anda cbroke my heart, and crushed my soul
anda broke my dreams
I dont mind the silence,
I dont mind the lonliness
then i look down,
anda made me safe,
but now I'm crying
now maybe, I think I'm dying
So were anda just Lying?
GROW UP
anda need to grow-up. anda know anda do. People your age don't act like that. I don't, and i'm younger then you. I'm tired of dealing with this crap. I'm annoyed.
Grow up. Grow up. Stop akting like this, soon no one will like you. I mean come on, I acted like that when I was two. Everyone I'd tired of it. There's no need to shout, atau make that noise. Shut up shut up, I'm trying to learn. Your whispers arent needed. I laugh at you, not with you. In fact I think I pity you. Grow up, Grow up
Changes, Changes
Changes, Changes
We must change
We are dynamic
Our life can change in an instant
It feels like forever
Changes, Changes
It's part of life
It's a must
Stop holding on
Let go
Just flow
Changes changes
anda NEVER LEFT
anda left,
Your gone
I guess I was wrong
The havoc to me your cinta brought
anda loved me not
anda thought me a toy
To play
And leave behind
I thought
I cried
I died
I waited
For anda to come back
I wait I did
In vain I thought
anda stood in the shadows
anda watched
anda waited
anda learned
anda Never Left
All the nights
I shivered
I quivered
I thought
at first
anda were there
but after anda not showing
I left that thought behind
anda reveal your face
anda tampil yourself
I realize anda never left
but for me to grow
and for anda to know
We just needed time
The Nightmare-A short Poem for a short story
“A whisper, a broken dream.
A horror that never was.
A Nightmare, to fill my sleep.
And run me dead,
Mocking Laughter
Sneering Grins
Why are they laughing?
Why are they grinning?
Their out to get me.
Their in the shadows.
Their in the dark.
The Nightmares;
They laugh malevolently;
They Sneer snidely;
Why?”
Dreamer
Dreams are twisted memories;
Powers from your deep;
Their cruel;
They give anda hope;
They give anda faith;
They string anda along;
With their dreamlike state;
With their happiness;
The serentity;
And the anda awake;
And they take it all away
These Poems are Like two years to present old. Most of them are nothing to do with boys actually, but arguments with my best friend, except for that one Were anda just Lying, he was a made up boy, for a story I wrote.
Can I Hate You? I dont know.
anda did so much, to make me smile,
I wish I hadnt fallen so hard, so fast, with my eyes closed.
anda loved me,I think, I know I loved you.
I cant just throw it away over night.
I want anda back, here with me.
I miss being yours, I miss it.
I know I'm strong, I know I'll live.
I know I wont die.
Can I hate you? I dont know.
I've decided I cant, no matter your choices,
It hurts yes, to see anda go
But I can pull up my pullups,
And do it with dignaty,
Yes theyve asked, but i berkata no
I dont want them, I want you.
But I guess that cant happen.
So can I hate you? No.
So were anda just Lying?
I thought we were forever
Thats what I was lead to beleive
anda grabbed my hand
anda whispered in my ear
``Baby Girl we are forever,
like the stars and the moon.
I hope anda never leave me.
I dont deserve anda girl.
Babe I`m not sure of much,
but I`m sure of your love.
I want to hold anda till morning light.
Dont leave, me here alone.
Baby we are the stars and moon,
never to be apart,
I cinta anda baby girl,
That will never change``
I held your hand I nodded too
But at first I didnt beleive,
soon, though, anda had me strong,
I beleived, oh god I believed,
I asked anda What was up one night
and I was surprised when anda said
Laying in tempat tidur talking to you.
Your breathtaking anda know that?
Your drop dead geourgus,
your the most unique person ever,
and anda always look and smell amazing,
and babe, your the cinta of my life.
I would be pretty much lost without you.
I kinda get lost when I leave school everyday
and your my reason I was put on the earth
is to fall inlove with anda
I smiled and I believed, I believed with all my heart,
remeber at first, how hard anda tried, to make me say
I cinta anda too, and when I finally did,
how happy anda were?
But I guess that is forgotten now,
but a memory, but a dream,
anda berkata It wasnt working,
anda cbroke my heart, and crushed my soul
anda broke my dreams
I dont mind the silence,
I dont mind the lonliness
then i look down,
anda made me safe,
but now I'm crying
now maybe, I think I'm dying
So were anda just Lying?
GROW UP
anda need to grow-up. anda know anda do. People your age don't act like that. I don't, and i'm younger then you. I'm tired of dealing with this crap. I'm annoyed.
Grow up. Grow up. Stop akting like this, soon no one will like you. I mean come on, I acted like that when I was two. Everyone I'd tired of it. There's no need to shout, atau make that noise. Shut up shut up, I'm trying to learn. Your whispers arent needed. I laugh at you, not with you. In fact I think I pity you. Grow up, Grow up
Changes, Changes
Changes, Changes
We must change
We are dynamic
Our life can change in an instant
It feels like forever
Changes, Changes
It's part of life
It's a must
Stop holding on
Let go
Just flow
Changes changes
anda NEVER LEFT
anda left,
Your gone
I guess I was wrong
The havoc to me your cinta brought
anda loved me not
anda thought me a toy
To play
And leave behind
I thought
I cried
I died
I waited
For anda to come back
I wait I did
In vain I thought
anda stood in the shadows
anda watched
anda waited
anda learned
anda Never Left
All the nights
I shivered
I quivered
I thought
at first
anda were there
but after anda not showing
I left that thought behind
anda reveal your face
anda tampil yourself
I realize anda never left
but for me to grow
and for anda to know
We just needed time
The Nightmare-A short Poem for a short story
“A whisper, a broken dream.
A horror that never was.
A Nightmare, to fill my sleep.
And run me dead,
Mocking Laughter
Sneering Grins
Why are they laughing?
Why are they grinning?
Their out to get me.
Their in the shadows.
Their in the dark.
The Nightmares;
They laugh malevolently;
They Sneer snidely;
Why?”
Dreamer
Dreams are twisted memories;
Powers from your deep;
Their cruel;
They give anda hope;
They give anda faith;
They string anda along;
With their dreamlike state;
With their happiness;
The serentity;
And the anda awake;
And they take it all away
These Poems are Like two years to present old. Most of them are nothing to do with boys actually, but arguments with my best friend, except for that one Were anda just Lying, he was a made up boy, for a story I wrote.
I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve tahun old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays piano and gitar and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
Introduction
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that anda could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story atau movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, atau feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as anda probably know. Imaginary friends can be anything anda want them to be. An animal, a creature anda made up, a monster, atau just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that anda could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story atau movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, atau feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as anda probably know. Imaginary friends can be anything anda want them to be. An animal, a creature anda made up, a monster, atau just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
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It was the selanjutnya day. I got dressed nervously, had Bruno thought I was a helper? I put on a blue kemeja that berkata "Do I Look Like I Care?" and skinny jeans. I ran outside to look for the bus, it wasn't there. I waited and waited, but it never came! I ran to school. I finally got to school no one was in the halls. I realized everyone was in class. I wrote a fake note in cursive the best I could. When I walked into class I gave the teacher the note. She read happily. Not looking angry at all, she berkata "Oh! I didn't give anda a note. It was saying the bus driver was sick and there were no subs availble. Sorry!" I replied with " It's fine"