Are you different than the other
Will you make me become smothered
Will you act wrong and brake my heart
Or is this just the beginning of a start
Are you different as I expect
Different things as you act
or is this just a masquerade
I don't want it to happen not again
I gust I just want you to be my friend
People hurt me so many times
this almost made me stop to rhyme
but I won't stop not at all
If I stop I will fall
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 4:19 PM UTC
The minute goes by while I wait
looking for something to do
this isn't new
I thought I could change looking at my life rearrange
but when every minute goes by
I feel like I must cry
They look at me saying I am ugly practically
they try to make me better put make up on to
every single thing I do doesn't work
every minute will stay the same
I don't expect it to rearrange
I take it I take it, it goes right though
But I don't expect anything from you
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 4:12 PM UTC
A promise is a promise don't say no
when you have a promise that has to go
A promise is a promise don't ask why
when you make a promise for fill it until you die
when I see you I hound you so bad
I don't intend to make you mad
those who don't for fill there promise now
will not be able to die with a smile
the smile of a happy person whose promise is paid
that smile on there face will not be delayed
so make promises that you can keep make it well
unless you don't want to die with a smile.
Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 11:04 PM UTC
Every minute is different I don't know why
These people in my head waving good by
I cry I don't know why
but these people don't stop waving good by
Those selfish people they are
Those people souring my mind so fare
I try not to think about it I try so hard
How much longer must I hold up my guard
They die they die not thinking about me
they wave good by so happily
I cry I cry don't know what to do
They die they die they don't even think it though
leaving me by myself in a shadow
They are curst in death
I try so hard I don't see
They drop like flies will they go to heaven
No one know no one tells me.
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 12:56 PM UTC
Cool and relaxing
Out in lots of space
Opened and tasty doesn’t matter what you make
Keenly my love for you is like my love for blueberry pie
I make things with you so well
Nice and great passion
Good things happen when you help when stress comes in the way
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 11:06 AM UTC
You go behind my back as I am away
As you started to talk I chose to stay
You talk about me starting to feed lies
how could you try to make me cry
to save your self and leave me to rot
While I hide listening to you speak in pride
I can't believe what I see
A liar right in front of me
And I thought you could be my friend
forever until the end
You bit my back out you do it well
Now this back it already swollen
You made it swell so well
Chomping biting you think it taste well
Or do you just like to make my back swell.
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 10:34 AM UTC
A secret like different two
First I am one person then a new
Different personalities in different ways
I don't know who I am on some days
First I am happy than I am sad
First I am nice than I am bad
First I am cool them I am not
In a secret life I have a secret spot
I am two different people I have to say
I am not Rica Abul most of the way
In my life I am very goofy, different, but still fun
But in her life I am cool happy but done
With all other things in life poetry is all I care about then
It flips and flops like a hen
Do you have a secret life that no one can know
I do I am telling you so
I hide in the shadow but that's my light
The expression of poetry is my night
but no one knows but you
I do have another life too.
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 9:56 PM UTC
Poems is My life
When I say that I don't have to think twice
expression is great I say
I express my self every day
with poems which means the world to me
with poems I know you can all see
See what I am saying in my point of view
poems means a lot to me you know they do.
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 9:45 PM UTC
No one likes me no one shall
Is it my sole that is bad some how
No one like my writing
No one likes what I say
Why do people feel that way
I take my time to write
To make my poems feel right
But I Guess no one think that way
I take time to write my poems every day
I feel really bad
That people doesn't like my poems and It makes me mad.
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 1:34 PM UTC
Everything is changing I don't know why
The last day is coming but don't cry
don't cry your way out no not indeed
You must succeed you must succeed
Do good things as you must as I say
And every bad deed will go away.
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 8:43 PM UTC