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jill-anderson
jill-anderson
I am young but I like to think I am wise. I am surrounded by a lot of love in my life and I give a lot of that love right back. I am a whole person with a lot pieces that make me who I am. Pieces to a puzzle that make me the unique person I have chosen to be.
I feel like you fill me up With nothing but empty promises And I am starting to get rather full.
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Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
Full of Nothing
Happy Birthday, ***** Another year passes us by Many moons have come and gone Since I meant anything to you. I wish I was there to celebrate The big twenty-three But you don't want me. Mom and I we try and try But you will have none of it. I do not have any ill-wishes this year Only sadness. I miss you, ***** I miss what we had. I think back to all the times I slept on your floor when I was scared When we played in the woods all day with Candy When we tried to build tunnels in the snow banks Each time I yelled "Hi, ***** in the halls Just to be your annoying little sister. I love you, ***** Even if you don't love me Maybe one day I will get to again Celebrate with you this special day...
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 10:43 PM UTC
Happy Birthday, *****
Maybe I will just watch the movie alone. Maybe I will just make the rolls and the pie. Maybe I can sit here and list off what I am thankful for Or maybe I won't. Once again you've ruined it for me. Once again you are in my head telling me I **** I'm the worst daughter anyone could ask for. Well, congrats! I'm alone tomorrow. You got your wish. Are you thankful for that? Do you think about me? Do you wonder what I am doing? Do you think each time you take a bite Of the crummy pie crust you make How you wish I was there to make it? No. I bet you don't. It feels like to me you are glad. Glad I'm not there To embarrass you once again With my colorful clothes With my loud voice Saying all the wrong things. Well I hope that empty chair Stares you in the face As you sit down with your fake happy family And you miss me. And as you go around the table Asking what everyone is thankful for I wonder if you are man enough to say You are thankful for the boring silence The lack of arguments The dull colors For the extra space. Because I'm not there. And you made it so. But just so you know: I am thankful. I am thankful for who I am. I am thankful I have the people in my life that I do. I am thankful you taught me what you did. I am thankful I get some silence. I am thankful that despite everything You are still my dad. And I know we don't speak. And I know you will never read my words. But maybe Just maybe One day you will let me back in And you will realize How you are not thankful That you let me go.
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Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 12:51 AM UTC
Unthankful
Maybe I will just watch the movie alone. Maybe I will just make the rolls and the pie. Maybe I can sit here and list off what I am thankful for Or maybe I won't. Once again you've ruined it for me. Once again you are in my head telling me I **** I'm the worst daughter anyone could ask for. Well, congrats! I'm alone tomorrow. You got your wish. Are you thankful for that? Do you think about me? Do you wonder what I am doing? Do you think each time you take a bite Of the crummy pie crust you make How you wish I was there to make it? No. I bet you don't. It feels like to me you are glad. Glad I'm not there To embarrass you once again With my colorful clothes With my loud voice Saying all the wrong things. Well I hope that empty chair Stares you in the face As you sit down with your fake happy family And you miss me. And as you go around the table Asking what everyone is thankful for I wonder if you are man enough to say You are thankful for the boring silence The lack of arguments The dull colors For the extra space. Because I'm not there. And you made it so. But just so you know: I am thankful. I am thankful for who I am. I am thankful I have the people in my life that I do. I am thankful you taught me what you did. I am thankful I get some silence. I am thankful that despite everything You are still my dad. And I know we don't speak. And I know you will never read my words. But maybe Just maybe One day you will let me back in And you will realize How you are not thankful That you let me go.
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I've lost myself. It's happened before But I still don't know where to start looking Because you've taken pieces of me Pieces of me that I can never get back They are yours now. The problem is I am too quick to give Too quick to give pieces of my heart Pieces of my soul To those who I thought at the time Deserved them. Wanted them. Wanted me.
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
Who am I?
I was finally stable. I could walk without feeling like With one misstep I would break everything I know. I could breathe And think and talk Without feeling tightness in my chest. And now On a normal day I get this message. It blow everything up. Walls were knocked down Windows smashed through Doors once again open That I thought were forever sealed. I am angry, hurt, and confused I honestly have no idea what to do. **** you. **** what you said. You make me feel guilty For things I never did For the way I feel And you say you love me. What the **** You KICKED ME OUT! YOU ended things. Not me. How am I supposed to act? How am I supposed to feel? God I have no freaking clue What I am supposed to do. So I will sit here and cry to the man I love Who will hold me and try and make it ok When there is no way he can Because there is nothing he can do. So thanks for nothing, Once again. You've crushed my world Once again It seems like the only thing you are good at.
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Oct 6, 2012
Oct 6, 2012 at 10:53 PM UTC
Thanks for Nothing
What happened, oh red-headed one? You came busting into our lives Riding a big white horse To save the girl, Who could have saved herself, But chose you; Wanted you. You were lucky enough to be chosen; Wonderful enough to enter our lives. Not just hers, because it's kind of a packaged deal. So please, oh please, good sir, Don't break her heart. I love her too much and you too To see any hurt come from this. Please, oh please, let this be a misunderstanding, A weird phase, Anything but a end To a wonderfully written story Filled with love, hope, growth, and understanding. I can't bare to see it I just don't know what to do. I want to hug you both and make it all ok, Like a kiss on a boo-boo, And see both of your smiles Light up the room. Because it's getting rather dark in here...
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Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 1:31 AM UTC
Getting Dark
It feels like a nose print on my glasses. First, of course, my thoughts turn to you And I think about how we got here. All the good and not-so-good moments. Sometimes I'm in a hurry and simply wipe away the smudge. Sometime I let it sit. Sometimes I like it there as a constant reminder Of where we are at. Where I am at. In this place of love and honesty And fear and crushing, suffocating hurt. I wish I could wipe the feelings away Like you nose print on my glasses. But, then again, there will be more tomorrow.
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Sep 27, 2012
Sep 27, 2012 at 9:35 PM UTC
Nose Prints on my Glasses
Today Today ***** It makes me sad and angry. It makes me regret past decisions. It makes me wonder if it could be different. Or if it was inevitable. Today ******* *****
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 8:58 PM UTC
Today
I wrote a poem as I fell asleep But woke up and it was gone. Lost in a dream world That I can not separate from reality Lost in a place I am scared Lonely and forgotten And as you wake me from this place I question my safety I question reality. Do you know what that's like? To not know what at true And what is fabricated? You hold me close Tell me I am safe To calm down That you are right there. I find it hard to believe you. I find it hard to step out of that dream world Where I am hated and unwelcome. It feels almost right in some ways Maybe that's why When I wake I wish you would have let me suffer.
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Aug 8, 2012
Aug 8, 2012 at 3:08 PM UTC
Dreams
I don't understand So maybe I won't try. I probably will fail So why even try. I wish it was different But those are just wishes. You've already quit. So saddle up ******* Run away once again When it gets hard for you I will be here when you get back And decide you want a change. I'll do my best And give you what I can But this isn't all on me. Yeah I ran too, but I came back. Came back sorry and wanting to explain But you covered your ears And hummed a little tune Close yourself off from me So I couldn't explain. I tired but I had no energy, No patience at the time But I am ready now Ready as I can be To fight this fight over and over To try and get you back Like I have so many times before. I will try and try with all I have But I can only give so much I need you to want this too. Please, oh please, want me too.
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 12:24 PM UTC
What I Can