His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep

She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight

She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”

She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the bukit, hill
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still

The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy

But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye

Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die emo menggerutu, jalang die, bitchy whore. That last komentar doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first ciuman and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it berkata mawar are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if anda want I'll tell them to can it, all because I cinta anda Janet. I don't know who wrote anda cinta poem rhyme thing but I cinta anda too!

Is It True anda Lie?
Is It True anda Hate Me?
Is It True anda Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True anda Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True anda Like Me Crying?
Is It True anda Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True anda Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True anda Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True anda Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True anda Let Me Call anda My True Bestfriend When anda Weren't?
Is It True.....?

This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend

Her eyes were api red,
as if they were
lit from anger.

I dont understand
why anda are
mad at me.

Why anda shoot
those harsh words
at me.

Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.

I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.

My friends ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"

But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why anda are mad.

Why do anda have to do
what anda do to me?
Why does it give anda
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my friends take action?
Why cant anda tell me WHY?

Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not oleh blood, then oleh what?

Energy.

Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.

Now, anda ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.







This is my first time menulis in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.

jamie is a beautiful girl. she has long ,blond hair,she has a berwarna merah muda, merah muda kemeja and dark blue jeans. she was the cousin of lindsey.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom

"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do anda have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do anda wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.