Monday, September 26, 2011

Hopeless-for The Two....

i know it is a hopeless cause
i forgive you but the friendship
must go on pause

you and her are one
i'm the outcast
the bond has been undone

i wish not to get in the way
i love you both
but i cannot stay

i hope to mend the hole
 of my own
before i try to ride the bucking bull

to many times the whole has appeared 
the patches wear and tare
friendships failing is always what i feared

but again my nightmare has awoken
oh how i wish my heart
to be unbroken 

for now i will just be alone
even though it hurts me
to the very bone

oh i have such trust in you
but it must end
so you can be a two

i tire of working for this friendship to last
oh how i wish we could flash back 
into the past

oh how i apologize for giving up
but i am weak and now it is half empty
our friendship cup

i guess it means that we are through 
oh dear sarah and tessa
i will NEVER forget you.



Thursday, September 22, 2011

Now I See

I have a bond with two girls that are dirty blond.
and yet. It's not quite as strong for you see,
they are best friends with each other.

Not Me.

Oh how i adore them from head to toe
I sometimes wish to be like them
i never will though

they have loving parents, young sisters, young brothers
i have a dad
yes a dad and two mothers

So can you see
how hard this is for me?

But goodbye my friends. for now I see
you wish to be a two-some
i will let you be without me


To these girls:
  (i hope you know who you are) I'm sorry for holding your friendship back, i'll leave you to be together. You are beautiful people and i will always hold you two dearly in my heart<3

Tribute to a Stranger

Oh if i could be another. it would be her. I don't know her name, i do not know her address, i do not even know her favorite color. But, I know that i




adore




this girl. She is my new fashion muse, she is my idol, my inspiration.




She is the Me i will never be.




So thank you beautiful brunette with a fashion sense that is off its rocker.




You are amazing.




Friday, September 2, 2011

The girl with the bow in her hair.

Invisible hands hold back the tears welled in my eye
My throat screams let them go
I beg them, please let me cry

You always complained about feeling pain
but now as you feel nothing,
It grows on your heart, a big black stain

People come and go
You smile, be friendly
They would never know

it is for them you pretend
for if they knew

They would not be able to comprehend

How does the girl with the twinkle in here eyes
and the friendliest smile
handle all these lies.

You silently thank the hands holding back your hurt
You let out a laugh
if feels like dirt

As you cover the bruises on your heart
you get ready to put on your show,
for school to start

The girl with the bow in her hair may not be crying
but on the inside
she is dying.