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Me(6 Words About Me)

I didn't change,
i created myself.

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Limitting Love Is Like Limitting Children- Impossible

Yeah I understand that you can say we are done
Yes I do know that u put up with me for a long time
No I don’t get how you can walk away from me
How you can drop me once I do something with a guy
I never realized you would ever let me go
I thought you’d be the boy that would always love me
The one who I would marry
The guy that I could see a future with 
But how can I?
If you really loved me you would have never gave up
You would have understand that I need you
That I love you
You would realize living without u in my life
Is like Da Vinci without paint
Beethoven without a piano
Pointless
My heart without your love
Is like god without a bible
A landscaper without earth
Unaccomplished.
So yes I can understand you got fed up with my attitude
And yes I do realize everyone has limits
But I never thought you’d be the type to limit your love for me.
When all along I have loved you like a mom loves her newborn.
Like an actress loves the stage.
When all along I have loved you unbearably.

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Save Me From This Cycle.

All these things that I wanted to change
I was going be the perfect girlfriend
Smile all the time
Never let you down
Be the princess worth the time
Worth the saving.
Worth something
And now here it goes again
A vicious cycle him and I couldn’t escape
Until it was too late.
A cycle full of hate, taunts, jokes
A cycle full of ugly lies and mistakes
Now that you and me are starting it up
I want to go back to lying in the tower alone
I want to hide my face and cry.
I want you to rescue me from myself.
I want to be saved 
I want the cycle to stop.
I want the cycle to end.
I wish it never would have come to this.
I wish we never would have began
If all it means,
Is losing myself to you
And beating the relationship down
Because of me.
I love you
But I want to love me too.

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The One You Trusted Destroyed You the Must.,.Whats the Point In Hanging On?

What’s the point in hanging on any longer?
When the boy who called u his baby his done?
When he is fed up with your crap and says u don’t care
What’s the point in hanging on?
When that boy you trusted everything with wants to destroy you
When that boy who used to whisper you’re my everything now declares you as nothing
What’s the point in hanging on?
When this boy who won’t look at you in the halls because its your fault?
Why shouldn’t you let go?
When everyone says that he’s speaking things of you?
Why shouldn’t you let go?
When your friend calls you and says honey I’m concerned
Why shouldn’t you let go?
When you read your emails that detail your journey with him?
How can you let go?
When you think about lying on his bed playing videogames
How can you let go?
When you remember him rubbing your back just so you get over your fight with your mom?
How can you let go?
When you consider everything he’s done for you
How can you let go
When you realize that he’s stuck it out the longest any other boy?
How can you let go?
When you find out about his new girlfriend
What are you to do?
When you hear her talking about him to a friend
What are you to do?
When you see them exchanging words in the hallway
How are you supposed to feel?
When he doesn’t answer texts
When he doesn’t respond to emails
When he talks bad about you to the world
When he can’t look you in the eye
When he says hey it’s your fault-
What’s the point in hanging on?
Because he’s taken so much with him
Your pride, your determination, your ambition, your heart, your soul, your laugh, and he’s 
taken your will to survive.
What’s the point in hanging on?
All he left you with was tears to cry and a heart to fill.
So what’s the point in hanging on?

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Myth of Cheating

Rumor has it
that she is a monster
she cheats on her boyfriend
with her ex lover.
rumor has it
that she feels no remorse
she never feels horrible for the uproar she causes
she is empty inside.
rumor has it
that she never thinks of anyone but herself
she gets what she wants when she wants it
and never considers the consequences of yesterdays action.
rumar has it 
that she cares about no one
that she is an emotionless robot
that she is selfish.
rumor has it
she doesnt care about rumors.
Reality Being
she has so much feeling she doesn't know how to handle
at night she cries herself to sleep knowing shes done so much wrong to everyone
she always thinks of what has happened between her and him
reality being 
she hurts inside
no one ever can take away the pain shes caused herself and others
she loves him and she thinks thats all that should matter.
Reality being
shes as scarred as a Vietnam Vetran
she wishes she coud just be normal
she cares about everyone so mcuh
she doesn't know what the right desicion is
Reality being-
rumors arent always rumors
black isnt the same as white
there is many forms of truth and justice
and your heart can't lead you to the right choice.
A monster could have a bigger heart than a loving mom
this girl could care about them so much
yet no one asks
no one considers
they follow the rule what you see is what you get
no one dares to deliever
that who you are in the inside can't be seen from the outside
and not everyone is someone you should trust
just ask the girl with the broken heart

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Emptiness Oversweeps the Human

Sometimes I feel clueless and undesirable.
Like I’m not good enough for anyone but the devil.
And even he doesn’t accept me.
I feel I don’t belong anywhere.
That my friends don’t care.
That my teachers underestimate me.
Yet my parents overestimate my knowledge and ability.
And everybody wonders about my sanity. 
Weather I’m right in the head
Wrong in the heart
And how do I tell them that they know the truth?
If they could just open their naïve eyes for just one minute.
Gaze into mine.
And ask how are you?
They would know automatically that when I say im fine, that im not fine.
That I’m dead inside
Ever so dead.
They can’t see that I’m lying to every single one of them
That they are bonded by lies
But they don’t want to hear the truth anyways.
It’s not like they want to hear my stories.
What I’ve been through
What I saw
What I’ve experienced.
They can’t handle the negative
But shouldn’t they know by my actions and thoughts?
Even though they can’t see me thinking,
They should see my thoughts surrounding my head.
Notice the swarm of madness circling my mind.
Hear it get faster..
And faster.
And faster.
Shouldn’t they be able to hear the pounding of footsteps that pain makes?
Why can’t they see the reflection that the mirror makes when I look in it?
Why can’t they stop looking at themselves and look at me?
Why do people pretend they know me?
Because the only thing they could know, they chose not to know.
Which holds the secret to why I hurt so bad.
And they don’t try to coax that hurt away.
Because they have secrets bundled up in their sock drawer.
Just like me. 
Just like you.
All “alone”
Yet everyone can relate to that cold feeling of emptiness.

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Night of Somethings

I want pasion
although I had plenty enough,
I yearn for more
heat, fire, love and lust
In a dark corner feeling the adrenline rush
closeness,
excitment, i felt it all
felt his hand warming my chest
the tickle of his pinky in my belly button
the soft touch of his palm on my stomach
heard him laugh when I jumped.
Heard myselfl gasp at these exotic emotions
That night was a night of almosts,
night of sounds
night of touch
night of emotions
night of two teenagers unsure of love.

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The Story of My Life.

Love, hate, anger, joy
Felt it all at the very same time
Crazy to think we were in love
Crazier to think we still are
I pretend to hate you
And ignore you in the halls
Hoping you’ll disappear
And take that remorse with you
The regret bundled up in my heart
That says go back to him the one
Who loved you like no other
The regret that surrounds my thoughts
Whispering softly you cant resist him
Pretend is all I do these days anyway
Pretend to smile
Pretend to flirt
Pretend to be happy
And pretend I can’t be hurt
The only things real about me though
Are the tears I cry
The words I think, the ones dancing on my tongue, yearning to be spoken, wanting to be 
cherished
I try to hide it all though
And only few know
Its all pretend.
Who would have though I could act?
Not I for one. 
You would have guessed someone who have noticed.
But like they say
The show must go on
So I go on
Daily I continue the fakeness.
Waiting for the day it becomes real.
all the time spent on waiting.
Not living
Waiting.
Waiting for the day I break.

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Thoughts Running Through My Head

When you lay in bed at night
Do you think of me?
When you watch that movie we were supposed to view?
Did you ever wonder what I’m doing?
When you take her out to the movies,
Do you ever remember our last kiss?
And when you hug her goodbye,
Do you think of the way we ended?
They way we both magically vanished at the same time?
The way we both said goodbye with our full names
As if it was the end of the world
As if we were trying to hang on
But we know we couldn’t?
 As if our hearts were breaking at the same rate
At the same time
And we both knew that we were hurting each other.
So I wonder…do you ever think of me?
When you talk to her on the phone?
When you walk with her down the hallways?
When she follows you to your locker.
Do you ever think of me?