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if youve ever said “White people” in any context i fuckin hate you
lmfao white people.
white peeeeeeeeeeeeeeepoooooool
so good.
WHITE PEOPLE :D!!!!
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i told myself not to go to his page,
because i might see something that would sed me into rage,
i find that im a creature who is quite strange,
because i find it impossible to turn to the next page.
though he’s on the next chapter,
on to the next book,
while im left mouth open thinking about everything i mistook.
mistaking the staring at me,
for caring for me.
and all the feelings he was never sharing with me.
And this summer when all comes full circle,
I’ll put my big girl pants on; steve urkle.
and when he hooks up with that girl by the name of capital K,
The words in my mouth will runaway.
away from me,
away from us,
run past the attraction
and past all that trust
that was thrown away,
but thats all i can say,
because all my words will soon run away.
i saw it all coming,
i mean i always do.
because its like im the only person who can see through
the lies and the schemes
and i see thatt nothing is as it seems.
he’s got all of you on strings..
all of you on strings.
he thinks that having all these “options” is his lucky four leaf clover,
when really, in reality
hes screwing himself over.
karma goes 360
and though he may think that its done,
he’s sadly mistaken because its only just begun.
i love that fact that i used to cry,
i used to think that without him i’d die.
but im just fine,
better than that im divine,
except for the fact that he’s no longer mine,
but honestly was he ever?
i think the answer is never.
i used to think i was oh so clever,
but i later learned that its whatever.
i loved him with the fire blue,
now its turning red,
but red is the cooler fire,
if that was never said.
but in the end it all comes back,
and a matter of fact,
i wanna say i told him so,
but i realize that my warning is something he doesnt know. -
Dangerous to Say…
Now tell my darling have you given up on me? Our time is ripling like the waves on the deep blue sea…. It’s the things I want the most that can no longer be….. Your the only one who has the code…you hold the key. As the world turns again clockwise, the only thing i really wanna do is lock eyes, with the one I’ve held dear for so long, But everyone tells me my feelings for you are wrong…. You’re no good, and I should move on, But I’m tired of hearing this so I stretch and yawn, Some things are better left unsaid. But I don’t know why I keep holding on when things between us are obviously dead. Its very hard to hold back words when on your tongue they lay… I held back the very strong urge to tell you I missed you today…. But deep in my mind, I tell myself that it has to be better this way… But I hold my tongue because some words are just too dangerous to say…
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Love You
Where does it all go?
Those memories that used to overflow?
They are faint to me,
Even though they happened in reality,
It’s hard to see….They’re hard to see…
I miss you so much,
You don’t even know.
But its that thing called trust
that was thrown out the window.
Did you know?
If I could change it all I wouldve said no.
Because the way you treated me was low.
And the feelings you had you refused to show.
I love you more than anything,
And that I’ll still be here,
but thats something you took advantage of, and then you disappeared.
I loved you like the breeze on a summer day,
I loved you like sunshine
so clear and in everyway.
I was caught up in you,
so might say whipped?
but i was walking perfectly fine,
until i was tripped,
by you of course,
Don’t get me wrong,
and if you dont understand nod your head and play along,
The differences between now and then are very quite aparent
cause then i saw all of you,
but now you’re transparent.
Your promises were broken,
Every word you had ever spoken
And with every newly discovered lie,
I tried to keep myself together
but I was dying inside.
I love your eyes,
so brown and deep,
within their depths i see the secrets they keep.
I love your smile,
so bright and wide,
everytime i saw it i just rolled my eyes and sighed.
I love your hair,
dark and never parted, no matter where you shuffle it it
goes back to where it started.
I love your voice
With every word you mention,
I listen to the tone and decode your intention,
I love the way you move
and I’m not talking about dancing,
I notice everything even when it looks like
I’m just glancing.
All these lies,
Bring tears to my eyes,
And I can’t disguise,
That these tears I despise.
but with you gone its not the same,
little tiny reminders of you bring me so much pain.
But I’ll be okay,
There will come a day,
When these feelings go away
Or at least that’s what I’ll say….. -
Random Things
typing the words in my head as they flow,
because they have no direction in which to go…
right now im thinking about snow…
and there’s this guy in my math class named Joe.
Well actually Joey is his preferred name,
If we ever call him Joe he gets angry and puts us to shame.
Well not really, he’s a nice white male,
and the word male rhymes with fish tale,
for the first time im not thinking it all out….
but not thinking it all out makes my poetry bad and then i wanna shout!
over the mountains of every plain,
or shout when some idiot cuts into my lane.
i have my permit but i cant drive,
it better stay that way if my family wants to stay alive,
subways in new york are quite smelly,
but not as smelly as this girl named kelly.
i just need a rhyme kelly’s not smelly,
and shes my friend but something smelly is jelly.
i wonder if kelly likes jelly, or maybe with jam? whats the difference, kinda like turkey and ham…
my thought process is finally being explained, without my having to sigh or having to have exclaimed,
i thought about you throught out this whole thing,
and all the happiness with it you bring…
but you also bring sorrow,
so ill save that for tommorow,
and keep on writing about random things. -
I only forgave you because I didn’t want to lose you.
how do you make yourself feel better?
by putting on something cozy? like a sweater?
Or pretending you’re weightless, like a feather?
Maybe building things, or bringing things together.
Cold summer
sickly health,
Relieving bummer,
detectable stealth!
These are the things in which I am in wealth.
Always forgetting I can’t run from myself.
And forgetting I can’t run from you,
It’s possible, but don’t have real incentive to,
Because whenever we have problems, it’s out of the blue,
and I can’t really blame you for them because I mean….you’re you. But I guess that’s no excuse,
Your good intentions are never put to use,
and I guess I got tired of this emotional abuse,
my pride was tightly bound, but I guess now it’s loose.
Cause I mean…I don’t care.
There’s nothing that I’d be afraid to share.
But then again we’ve already been there..
But now’a days I get a random temper flare..
I have to admit, I overreacted,
and I thought it would be easier if you were subtracted….
instead of working it out.
my mind is the driest of droughts.
but you have to admit when you were talking to me,
you left me with a million doubts.
You see it’s always been an insecurity, that you didn’t care,
and seeing you do nothing was more than i could bare.
Because I’m always here, and she’s always there.
and in my mind I told myself I could never compare.
But things have changed, but not at all.
and when I think I’ll forgive you, my sympathy begins to fall,
and then I hate you again,
How long has it been?
Since things have truly been good?
and that dreadful end,
How long has it been?
Since you’ve fully understood?
But I thought it all over and that wasn’t me.
I mean do you really think that it’s in my personality?
After it happened I felt really good,
Then later that changed and I don’t remember how I could.
I’m actually quite delicate and quite soft.
but at the same time I’m complex like the blueprints of a loft.
You’ve said sorry so many times that it’s lost it’s meaning,
and I wanted you to put in a little effort, without me intervening. What more would I want?
To rid the feelings that constantly haunt,
me.
But I’ve changed my mind,
for the last time,
after the train of hatred I’ve ridden.
I was a little out of line,
so I guess I’ll be kind,
and say that you’re You’re forgiven. -
Sitting here, listening to my best friend cry,
Hearing him think out loud about how he wants to die.
And here I am on the other end, just wondering why?
Everything she’s ever said to him turned out to be a lie.
Everything about him confessed,
Some things I would have never guessed.
But he knows himself best.
But with him self-hatred is never at rest.
This feeling comes and goes; just like the seasons,
I love him so much, yet I never give him the reasons.
So here they are,
Here’s a poem to compliment my guitar,
In an endless night, he’s like a star.
The only thing you can still expirience, ever when they’re far.
He makes me laugh, even though that is generic,
But he makes me feel better whenever I’m upset about Erick.
And even when I’m not!
He hits the spot!
I know what he’d be thinking,
If that were a text he’d be winking.
We have LNPCs sometimes I don’t have a choice,
but it’s okay, because I get to listen to his attractive voice.
I can’t fully explain,
but I hate when he’s in pain,
It’s like I’m in Memphis and he’s in Maine,
and he claims everything about our friendship is plain.
This may not be the list he was looking for,
I hope he knows he’s someone that I adore,
and without him my life would be a bore,
and thinking clearly would be nothing but a pesky chore.
Whenever I’m cryin,
and I feel like I’m dyin,
He’s the one I’ll be relyin; on.
and sometimes all I can do it listen,
and my eyes glaze over and glisten,
but it’s worth it if I get to see him again.
And on the other line he’s singing,
he doesn’t understand the happiness he’s bringing.
and when he insults himself, the stinging. he brings.
But my life wouldn’t be complete without his relation,
without the frustration,
without the elation; he brings.
Hearing him think out loud about how he wants to die,
he probably doesn’t know it, but these thoughts made me cry.
And he doesn’t seem to see why,
life is still worth living, because he thinks it’s a lie.
