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"myspace"

I have listened to many songs.
I have come to many conclusions.
I have asked so many questions.
Yet I have found not one answer.
I have put all my faith on you.
I have given you my heart; you have not taken care of it.
You mistreated me when all I did was care.
What does it take?
What will make you realize the truth?
I will not forever stay.
I will not wait one day after forever.
I will no longer wish on stars.
I will no longer mistreat you in order for you to understand.
It has come to the point were I will now leave.
Will it take this much for you to understand?
Maybe me letting you go will make you finally seek me.
Maybe in time you will have noticed what is true.
That I have always been there, that what I once felt was once true.
You said it once; I still remember “Or may fall for a guy like me.”
It was too late, didn’t you know, and could you not see?
I will leave with the hope that you will come back.
I will not wait forever, not a day after.
I will be patient.
There will be a point were I will stop feeling things for you.
There will be a point when all there is is hate.
But I will stay here, waiting, oh so very patiently. 
I will wait with the hope of forever, or the hope of never.

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You Ask Who She Is.

Elegant, yet simple, confident,
Mistaken for a seventeen year old at times,
Goes to the park every weekend, 
She spends her summers with her family, 
Volleyball under the rain, soda is her addiction,
Education keeps her going, Sugary, Bitter-sweet heart,
Spanish pop singer, her hips dance to life's music,
Movie watcher, Nicholas Sparks reader, books are second world,
Algebra genius, tends to be right, inconvenient attitude,
She zips her mouth shut to keep a secret, this means she's trustworthy,
Little voices in her mind guide her life, light brightens her path,
Walks around in converse high tops, her dresses get blown by the wind,
Her lover receives her kisses, her heart is tender, she needs to be handled with care,
Her life consists of colors, when nothing has light, 
Poetry helps her, her pen and her get along perfect,
She runs around a field in soccer cliques,
Likes to go to Burger King, her friends are her third half,
You see her heart is big enough for different people,
She might be able to fill the world in there, 
They call her a nerd, for she uses big words, she smiles,
Her dreams are higher than a mountain, she stays strong,
Head low, with horns, she's a bull, she'll fight,
Little kids are her joy, she can play hide and seek for hours, 
Never pays attention to her science teacher, listens to her parents,
Enjoys watching wrestling, writes lyrics to finally become a composer,
Studies to become a teacher, 
Her dearest cousins became her diary, her teddy bears became her shoulder to cry on,
Jewelry surrounds her body, face pampered with make up,
We all have masks don't we? She doesn't, she's true, only make up covers her identity,
Toes have blue nail polish on them, she wiggles and jiggles along side elders,
She enjoys their wise jokes,
Clumsy, young, life learning, care giving, girl.
You ask who she is?
I will answer, that girl you see, she is me.

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Life's Tender Way.

I could feel my heart beating faster than ever.
The tender touch of your hand.
The shivers you caused to run down my spine.
You grabbed me by the hand.
I could feel my nerves setting themselves high.
I could feel my hands shake, but you handled me with care.
You say I am a lovely velvet flower.
You want to care for me.
The bubblicious flavor I can now feel explodes my insides.
The salty taste of your lips makes me dizzy.
Heaven on Earth.
Pulling me closer.
Hands around my waist.
How I shiver, how I shake,
How much anxiety I have for more.
You see, my breath, it all went away.
I could feel like I was floating.
The tender taste of bubble gum, sugary, sweet joy.
My mind thinking of. . . nothing.
I am blank on the outside,
But on the insides I fly.
Just don't pull away.
Filled with a hundred stars.
One thousand wishes.
A trillion promises.
All of this we once shared.
It was our first kiss, seventh grade, last year.

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A Child.

There was a point when we all believed, remember?
A point where all girls wanted to be just like Cinderella.
Where we all thought Sleeping Beauty was lucky to wake up,
And find her prince charming at the same time.
When The Little Mermaid was indeed fortunate to find her true love,
No matter the circumstances or the looks, mermaid or not.
Times when we sat next to our fathers, watching the soccer game,
Thinking that one day you would be better than number nine,
Or even number eleven.
When we sat down on the bleachers and thought,
“One day I’ll be in that racing car and I’ll be the champion.”
I believe there was a point where we all wanted to be a superhero.
Where we all wanted to fly high and we all wanted to be astronauts.
We all had dreams once.
And once we all believed they could come true.
Why have things changed?
I believe we should all still believe.
I still believe I could be that rock star.
My brother still believes he’ll be the best number eight-soccer player.
My youngest cousin continues to dream he’ll be a NASCAR racer.
Why can’t we all just believe?
Of course we’re going to find our prince charming.
And yes, an astronaut we will be.
All of us can be better than Spiderman, Batman, Superman, and The Hulk.
My point here is, that we still have to believe.
Go ahead and take your time to wish on that lonely star in the middle of the night.

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"facing the Mirror"

When I face the mirror.
I notice the eyes first.
They have sincerity.
They have love.
They have fear and they have anger that life has given them.
I see desire in the lips.
It has kissed many, but felt only once the true meaning.
In the hands that are now in fists, I see hatred.
I see the wanting of someone.
I see the way the hands want to grab on to someone.
To have someone care and show love.
The body has a necessity.
For it seems as it wants the hold of someone.
It stands in an awkward position.
It seems as in those hips, dance flows through.
Those hips move along to the beat of life.
I see not many things.
I see only the minor things people ignore.
I want to find that someone that will notice even the imperfections.
In the arm I see scars, someone has inflicted physical pain.
And when you see even deeply, when your ears listen more closely.
You can hear and see the movement of the heart.
For it wants to beat for someone special.
The heart is the one with the pain.
Oh the heart has passed through so much.
But there it is, pulsing quickly, with the strength the heart has gained.
When I look in the mirror.
I see a young girl.
One who is willing to work hard.
Oh when I look in the mirror, I see me.

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My Wonderland.

This is the land I imagine.
The land I dream of.
The trees can talk.
The leaves dance and jump on each tree, they won't go away, they stay.
The sun always has a smile on it's big orange face.
It illuminates everyones path as we all walk along.
The clouds love to follow the sun, they are stuck together.
Animals can sing,
Animals can dance,
Animals can clap their barefoot paws.
The people here, know not what lies are.
For here, we are all sincere.
The truth is spoken.
We have 21st technology in every corner.
And we now have cars that can fly.
Our food bakes itself.
The lawn mows itself every week.
Here, teenagers are just the same.
We all are rebellious.
We speak our mind and talk our heart outs.
In this place everything that is, isn't.
What doesn't exist, exist.
Here, Big Foot, makes tracks down the streets.
The tooth fairy flies around your house at midnight.
The Boogeyman becomes your best friend.
Vampires live among us.
And ghosts here can be seen.
Charlie and his chocolate factory is around the corner.
Kids run around with Frosty the Snowman every winter.
And Santa Claus now doubles his gifts.
In this world, my world.
It all seems nice.
There is no dark, except the night.
In this world, peace exists.
There is no war, we all sleep silently without any fear.
In this world, violence is not known of.
There are no weapons under our pillows.
In this world, there are no natural disasters.
For nature surrounds us only with harmony.
This is my world, you see.
Here everything is lovely.
Not perfect, but imperfect, close to perfect,
But just right.

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Lovely Liar

You're a monster.
You always lure me in.
You have a chain wrapped around me.
You pull me towards you only when you feel like it.
You have me on the palm of your hands.
Go ahead, take my heart.
Rip me apart, I don't care.
Go ahead and lie to me.
Make me believe your words.
Take my heart, say you love me.
Yes, I'm begging you, make me believe.
Make me think this is true.
Go ahead, dedicate stupid love songs.
I'll blast the volume way too high just to hear them.
Just so I can remember you.
Make me cry for you.
Tell me you love me, make me believe in you.
Make me close my eyes and trust you.
Make me endure this pain because I want to,
Because I'm doing it for you.
Walk with me through solitary streets, hold my hand, place it on your heart,
Tell me "this heart beats because of you."
Go ahead and write corny status messages about me.
Make me smile when I read them.
Yes, I dare you.
Make me fall in with love you.
Promise me things I think will come true.
Tell me you'll love me forever.
I dare you.
No, it's not a test.
You're already passing this test anyways.
Tell me you love me, make me fall for you.
Tell me I'm your number one.
Go ahead, I know I'm tempting you.
Do it.
Go ahead.
I dare you.

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Days To Remember

Do you remember when I first laid eyes upon you?
When you looked at me and smiled?
That sideways smile that made me blush
Do you remember walking into that classroom,
I no longer remember the number of,
But do you remember, seeing me sitting at the last row, 
Far away from crowds, hiding, quiet, silent, but you looked at me
Do you remember walking up to me, asking my name?
You sat next to me that day
We got in trouble constantly
We were talking too much
Do you remember the next day?
I was walking to school,
And you ran after me I suppose, 
You were standing right next to me,
"Want me to join you?"
I giggled
We walked around the school a couple of times
After about an hour, and ditching two classes, you held my hand.
Do you remember the following day?
We ditched school once again, you took me to the lake
We sat there and you put your hands around my waist
You kissed my forehead instead of my lips
You grabbed my hand, placed it at your heart, I could feel it beating
"For you", you silently whispered
I couldn't help it, I was falling for you
I looked at you and smiled, I tilted my head towards you,
You smiled and silently, delicately, placed your lips on mine
It was my first kiss, the first silent touch I had ever received
Do you remember a week later you whispered you loved me
Do you remember the look on my face?
I was smiling from ear to ear
That was exactly what I needed to hear
I laid my head against your chest, hearing your heart beat
I knew this was all true
"I love you too."
Do you remember months after that?
The fights that occurred.
Do you remember yelling over the phone?
Do you remember screaming in my face?
Do you remember saying to me you never once loved me?
Remember that?
Remember when you broke me apart?
When I cried in your arms and I didn't hear a single sorry
When you said your good-bye days after that
Could you not handle that?
Seeing the pain you caused?
Were you not man enough to face your actions?
That was exactly what you caused
The destruction of the one girl who loved you
Were you not willing to continue?
Why did you leave me with the pain to bare?
Why didn't you take it?
Did you mean it, you never loved me?
Is that why you left me?
Is that why you left me with the pain?
Was it revenge?
My head twirls with questions
But I receive not one answer
Do you want to know what you left me with?
A broken smile, a broken heart, 
Broken trust, broken dreams, you broke one single girl apart into million of pieces

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"beginning of High School"

I don't know how it came to be.
I don't understand how I came to ever feel this way.
I didn't understand why I wanted to so much.
Or how come I wanted you so much.
I wondered why I still even wondered if you would ever think of me.
I always thought of possible ways to ever speak a single word to you.
I always thought of myself as the girl with a crush on the football star.
I never thought of myself as anyone important in your life.
I have come to understand I am just another girl who walks down the halls that means nothing to you.
I have only once caressed your face and that is a moment I shall always remember.
There was a time when I could feel your breath close.
And I shall never again feel like someone you are interested in.
I write this with true feelings and true desires.
I think not of what I want now, but of what I think is correct.
You will leave soon and the wind will eventually blow away what I once felt.
You have come and gone very often.
We never once began anything special but you have ended permanently attached to me.

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Vanishing

Hold me tight, hold me close, and please don't let go.
"I won't let go. I won't leave."
Did you not promise that to me?
"You're perfect. You're everything I wanted."
Then why I are we total opposites to you?
"I guess I never liked you..."
Why always touch me, kiss me, caress me, if you never liked me?
"I need you."
Then how the hell are you managing without me?
"I love you."
Where did all that love go?
Were we not in this together?
Wasn't it you and I against the world?
I was happy,
were you not happy?
I miss you,
do you not miss me one bit?
I can't manage to live without you,
I don't know how the hell I'm alive.
My heart throbs, every minute of the day, it aches, it hurts.
It's all your fault.
"You're better off..."
"without you?!"
How would you know what is right or wrong for me?
Was I not good or pretty enough for you?
Everyday of my life I gain more and more questions.
Each day with less and less answers.
Maybe I regret the day I met you.
Maybe the first time we kissed
Maybe it was because you knew me better than anyone.
Because I trusted you like no other.
I honestly don't know what I'm doing here, without you.
You see, you became a part of me.
Just yesterday, it seems like to me, we were in each others arms,
like nothing could wrong, together.
Where did that all go?