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Kayla Eaves Poem
I wish that I had the heart to hate you.
I wish that I feel the way you do.
I wish that I could dismiss of my conscience
And I could do the heartless things you do.
I wish that I could make you feel as I do,
As you starred me in the eyes just to say
I’m just a juvenile delinquent
And I shall always remain the same.
I wish I could find humor in your weakness.
At the sight of your tears, I am amused.
And when you fall, I wont be there to catch you.
I'll watch nearby to see how you are abused.
In your time of need, I shall disown you.
I’ll tell you just how much you disappoint me.
Your frailer just once again, proves that I was right.
And you’ve sunk to what I knew you’d always be.
Oh yes, how I’d love to hate you.
With every piece of my broken heart.
To give you the pain you’ve inflicted for so long
And have the honor to tear your world apart.
In the end, you’d get just what you deserve.
The torment, neglect , guilt and shame.
So when you fall and have no one left to run to
I'll be there to save you once again.
For, though I say I wish to be you,
I feel perhaps these words untrue.
I’d still feel the pain much greater, in fact.
The guilt of what I’ve done to you.
I am blessed to have such a heart as mine.
For , you could never feel as I.
It must be quite the same to hate me
As it does to view have from the other side.
I can’t imagine what it must feel like
To never know the joy I feel with in.
To know the beauty I feel each time
I walk away, and fail to take a stand.
I may not make you feel the pain
As I wished so many times I could do
But it must hurt to feel discussed enough
That you have to hate me as you do.
I can’t imagine, nor do I wish to,
To walk a mile in those shoes.
For it’s one thing to be hated by another
But it must hurt to be hated mostly by you.
Copyright © Kayla Eaves | Year Posted 2006
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Kayla Eaves Poem
You'd better wipe the tears from your eyes.
You know that makes you seem weak.
Put down don't you call her and tell her
just how much she means.
Don't confess that you stair at her photos
and read her letters before you go to sleep.
Or the you pretend that you kiss her good-night
and she's still the girl of your dreams.
"Take it like a man.
Don't let your feelings show.
Listen to your friends.
Just let that girl go.
Although there's only
excrushiating pain,
suck it up
and take it like a man."
When she walks right on by,
show no emotion at all.
Dn't let on how it's killing you
to see her moving on.
And when you see tat radient smile
that you know you used to bring,
don't jump and say you're sorry.
Just act like she don't mean a thing.
"Choris"
And when you're lying all alone in your bed
wishing she was there right next to you.
Don't start feeling sorry for yourself
because it was you who chose to...
"CHORIS"
Copyright © Kayla Eaves | Year Posted 2006
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Kayla Eaves Poem
Born into a world of hate.
Taught to only discriminate.
"Do as I say,not as I do"
Acions speak louder than words
so true.
You, as a mentor.
Mistakes you have made.
You'll see that they mimic
those same wrongful ways.
The lieing and cheating,
the screaming and fights.
So long they have watched this
'till they think that it's right.
To you, they look for guidance.
They study close your ways
but if your giving wrong directions,
the ruff road, they're bound to take.
So as you're acting in such manor
that you will them not to do.
Rethink your intentions
for little eyes are watching you.
Copyright © Kayla Eaves | Year Posted 2006
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