Earliest Morning Notes
Perhaps it's cause I found I lost
to much the time before
or just because I don't want to be
anybody's girl
The more I write and think it out
The more it does make sense…
Now I'm running through the garden
and not sitting on the fence.
I thought when I'd write it out
that I would feel… sad
But now that it's up & out
It doesn't feel that bad
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At Night
Summer is not quite fulfilled
until a campfire night
Though my hair is filled with
ashes and smoke
and quite a nasty smell.
I wonder how my fire’s doing
I left it all alone
The embers’ heat were fading
into ashes like my soul.
My heart once beat a lovely tune
‘Love’ it sang and played.
But reality has struck me hard
and I do not feel the same.
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Album
Organizing
My summer job
my graduation
prom
I'm not nearly as stressed as last year
but i'm not as happy, either
because last year there was drama.
this year, I'm just sad.
It's all coming to an end so fast.
I thought that all these friendships would forever last.
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Obsessed
Every day, night, moment, this boy is on my mind
But tomorrow is the last day that I'll ever see him
He's going off to the real world, leaving me behind
And I don't know if I can go on, or even breathe
Should I tell him the truth? Or should I live my live
Regretting what I choose tomorrow, forever?
I love him like it's my job, but I need to move on
I can't, though, I'm obsessed, sir, obsessed, sir...
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The Feel Of Skin
it's nice to feel close to somebody again
to have somebody there that wants to hold your hand
to lean back your head, rest on a friendly shoulder
makes me never want to grow any older
I never knew how much I truly missed the feel of skin
missed those strong fingers, and your chest I feel is sin
even the rough squeezes on my side that make me squeal
that give me tender bruises, I still love the way you feel
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Wednesday
writing for myself (feelings everywhere)
take your medicine (and would you wash your hair)
trying hard to make (friendships that will last)
life was so much easier (in the past)
I wanna be involved (I just need things to do)
so there is some emotion in the papers (bleeding through)
don't have that many friends (but we don't need them yet)
still smile if you know them (so your face they won't forget)
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The Last
this month is all in to-do lists
‘cos that's just the way I work
budgeting money for a new fish
need to buy a Directioner shirt
waiting for my first seven-o-clock show
planning future friday night rides
building up the courage to just go
ordering a bikini in 'maldive'
I'm going to thirty six celebrations
Only riding the Dragster and Millenium
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Essay
I wrote an essay
and was proud of my work
but I've forgotten now
the eloquent sentences I used
send me, sweet poetry
to the land I viewed
as a elaborated on the subject
and lost it all too soon
I must find the way
so I can feel it again
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Untitled
i'm a little wrong.
i've known it all along.
shouldn't know the things I know,
shouldn't go the places I go.
shouldn't want the things I want
they aren't meant for me
i'm supposed to just live
to eat, to sleep
but there's a being with a voice
that lives inside my head
and says, 'just skip this meal,
you don't need to go to bed.'
. now the voice has control
and i bend to it's will.
if i lose weight i'll be happy
if i'm in pain it's okay
is this a cry for help
or is it just seeking attention
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Fallen In Love
HOW should I go about it?
cos I think I'll try it out
I think I'll test my luckk
try my numbers, don't give a fu
If it doesn't happen, it doesn't happen
it just wasn't meant to be
it's not like i'm not used to it
it always happens to me
Not confident in my chances
never won this game before
scant of skill from my past romances
now I've found someone worth fighting for
your green eyes are my blue skies
and the reason I'm writing again
can imagine how my heart must seem so loud
as you stand above all other men
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