She’s a hustler, she *** for money
Serious girl, don’t look too funny,
Face stomp with stress, just a minor tingle,
Depress lost souls, she loves to mingle,
Short clothes she loves to wear,
Face fill with makeup, and wears a long horse hair,
High heels with silky short skirts,
Gaining money, she has to flirt,
This is the life of a young girl,
Just turned sixteen, already common to the world,
Got ***** and turned against men,
Close off the world, and all of her friends,
Want to change, but these situations take time,
First step, is forgive the evil, and leave the past behind.
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 5:57 PM UTC
We are home in the valley where hatred runs steep,
We are home in this prison where the shadows are a creep,
We are home in the mountains where flowers bloom so bright,
We are home in this world where society is not right,
Preach on my dear,
And let my mind beware,
That living is this house where my thoughts are drench in fear,
Are we home?
Are we there?
Will we drift from all these fears,
We are home, but yet still,
We are living in a thrill,
We are home, we are there,
And yes here comes the fear,
We are home but not safe,
We are home but feel so sad,
We are home but not our house,
Pray to God for feeling bad,
Can we ever be at peace?
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 4:01 PM UTC
my other half lives in shades of green,
filled with the darkest thoughts,
and low self-esteem,
my other half be the crazy one,
outspoken much,
but is unable to understand,
he weeps, he weeps, he weeps so loud,
he show his true colours,
in the middle of the crowd,
my other half is the opposite shadow of me,
he lives in a world that is filled with old trees,
he feels so sad, but i feel so free,
my other half don't sleep at nights,
nocturnal he is, with thoughts that aren't right,
he walks, he walks, he walks ten miles,
he's not unique, he has the weirdest styles,
although he's not the best,
he is my only friend,
he's like my spare cash,
that i'm afraid to spend,
he's dark, he's dark, he's dark inside,
he is so rude, but rules he will abide,
my other half, he's now in shade of black,
he is a part of me, and that's a true fact,
my other half and I are now one,
we'll turn the tables,
hope you will understand
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
I know I’m not perfect,
And neither you must I say,
My world is so dark,
I’m lonely most of my days,
I try to sustain a big smile I use to greet,
My life is so bitter, even the best part aren't so sweet,
What’s so special about me?
It’s unknown to this world,
Confusing characters, boy chips in or either girl,
I cry when am sad, or I turn up the music loud,
I’m not that type, to reveal my secrets in the middle of the crowd,
Please leave me, and make me live my life,
You were not there,
When I encountered bad days when I strive,
All of this will lead me to my dreams,
Never again, will I be walking in the stressful streams.
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 10:43 AM UTC
Why is it so hard to find someone to love?
I’m not talking our father, who looks down on us from above,
I’m talking about a person, I can find here on earth,
Not a stupid little pest, or the filthy one that plays in the dirt,
Am getting older, no time for me to be wild,
I’m too smart and mature for that,
I’m not a reckless little child,
It’s been awhile since I’ve had ***
I’ve not find the true one where we can pause,
I wonder if it’s me or them,
I wonder what the conclusion to this cause,
*** and run,
This is not a robbery case,
Pull up your socks people,
Oh……and tie that awful looking lace,
Love is not a nightmare,
No need to be scared,
Only if you’re dating a terrorist,
Or an alien with a purple beard,
Being in love is an awesome feeling,
When it’s a game of fair dealing,
Cherish and be a great contender in the game of love,
And please remember, to love the one that looks down on us from above.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 4:54 PM UTC
I've seen pictures of the unknown dead,
Can't sleep at nights,
The images are in my head,
They stick to my mind like tattoos on skin,
When will this end,
Althought it just begin,
Seen pictures of young and strange old face,
Need to calm myself,
And let my heart embrace,
These pictures are now showing up in my dream,
Am i being haunted?
To me that's what it seems,
These pictures of unknown faces that show,
I'm tired, i just can't take no more,
The table will turn,
Things will return,
In hell you'll go,
Your soul will burn,
These pictures are lessons for the things I've done,
I've done so much,
Can only say some,
I've learn my lesson,
Now these pictures must go,
Too much images,
And none of them i know,
These images are getting to my head,
I've seen pictures,
Of random dead.
Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 9:56 AM UTC
For those who slept,for those who kept,themselves jacked up,how jesus swept,for those in need,for those who speed,for those who try to slow their mind with weed,the breeze blow chill,both jack and jill,the fear we ave,and painful thrill,for those who shed tears,for those alive,da hardworking ones,and the suffering strive,whats wrong with this earth,my feelings hurt,kids are having sexx,men wearing mini skirt,but what can i say,you all are free,my speech feels short,like one to three,but now i conclude,i'm a lonely dude,a great One in fact,that feels great being rude...the world is a game,u better try to score,not a ****** no more,so da world calls u whore...be strong and free,be nice and rough,da simple always suffer,its timee to be tough
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 9:33 PM UTC
I'm here in this dark world alone,
Feeling like a king,
Who got his kingdom overthrown,
No one here for me to touch,
quantity i count,
but the end figure is not too much,
i'm so afraid to say the truth,
want my voice to be heard,
But instead it mute,
Can anybody help me walk on this lonely street,
want to be lift up,
and rest my feet,
I'm asking for help,
can offer your help to me,
this world is empty,
Yet still i don't feel free.
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 9:23 PM UTC
I am a serial killer; I roam in the night,
Murdered love; although it’s not right,
Serial killer, the one by day,
We’re not children, but we like to play,
Be very keen about what we talk,
In the night, the serial killer walks,
He will **** your love, **** your likes,
Damage your brain, and put dark on your light,
His heart is dark, his eyes are red,
He’s on a mission, that includes us all to be dead,
He’s like a rock; he can’t feel nor move,
He has no time to laugh; he is never in the groove,
So please be quiet,
Hush I said,
Do you want to be alive, or you prefer to be dead?
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
Seven months times, I gave birth,
My baby died in me, I shed tears,
Because it really hurts,
Blood flew down in the middle of the street,
Because I was a fool for love,
My thoughts I kept discrete,
Smoke my **** talk to the dead,
Because I was a reckless girl,
With a low mind in my head,
Physical abuse, being treated like a trash,
I tolerated it too long,
But now my feelings are crashed,
My life is now gone, I have now reached the end,
It was a horrible journey,
No lover, no baby, no friend,
I drank the poison; my breath is getting low,
Eventually I will die,
Not fast, but very slow.
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 12:27 PM UTC