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Alex Jun 2018
I have a friend
Her name is beautiful girl
Beautiful girl is pretty
I love beautiful girl

Beautiful girl is sad
I want to help beautiful girl
But I am not beautiful enough for her
So I distance myself

I decide to try to help beautiful girl
I love it when I get her to smile
She has a pretty smile
And a pretty laugh

Beautiful girl is still sad
Really sad...
She left me.
Now I have nothing

I miss you beautiful girl
Why did you leave me?
I tried to make you happy
But I guess i couldn't help
Alex Jun 2018
Wash...
Rinse...
Repeat...

Sit...
Cry...
Weep...

Sometimes life can be a movie
With unexpected twists and turns,
But for me...

It seems to be the same game...
Over...
Over...
And over...
Alex Jun 2018
I adjust the temperature
Hot to cold,
Cold to hot,
But nothing seems to work.

I change my clothes
Casual to fancy,
Fancy to baggy,
But nothing seems to work.

I do my makeup
Natural or glamorous?
Glamorous or settle?
But nothing seems to work

I do these many things,
All around my home
But nothing seems to change
My lack of self love.
Alex Jun 2018
Trapped
In an empty
And dark
Room

I look
Around
For any kind of
Help

Is anyone there?
Does anybody wish to help?
I do...
I'll help myself like always

So I stand
And walk
To the empty edges
Of this dark room

I find light
But once again
I am tired
And I never reach it

You help me stand
A new friend?
No...
You just leave me again

But it's okay
I'm used
To the dark room
  of Abandondment
Alex Jun 2018
Let us sit together

And listen to the songs

We can look above

As we share our fears



My friends and I, we know no love

But for eachother

So--

What are we waiting for?



The first one who left,

She was so special

But her family was torn apart,

And she took the pills



She fell on the floor, oh what a sight

And with a final breath

She spoke to the night,

She said,



Look what this world did to me.

I couldn't take no more

But remember, when you look above,

I'll be looking right at you.

Don't worry-

You'll forget me.

I couldn't take the world head on

So now- I'm gone.



The next two girls,

What a future

They had...

In store



But the abuse and fear

Drove them to death,

So they cut their wrists

And said



Look what this world did to me.

I couldn't take no more

But remember, when you look above,

I'll be looking right at you.

Don't worry-

You'll forget me.

I couldn't take the world head on

So now- I'm gone.



The fourth one was so great,

But love shattered her brain

He left her

He forgot her.



She was confused, she was scared

It took all that she had, to tie

The final knot,

And look above, she said



Look what this world did to me.

I couldn't take no more

But remember, when you look above,

I'll be looking right at you.

Don't worry-

You'll forget me.

I couldn't take the world head on

So now- I'm gone.



The final girl I loved,

It was an accident

But, with my luck

She is gone...



He hurt her

He killed her

And now what do I have left?

Her final breath said



Look what this world did to me.

I couldn't take no more

But remember, when you look above,

I'll be looking right at you.

Don't worry-

You'll forget me.

I couldn't take the world head on

So now- I'm gone.



And me? Well I sit

Here writing this song.

Hoping that, my friends

Aren't gone.



Anything can happen

In a matter of seconds

I don't want to....

I can't lose you...



So please, don't leave me

Here lying awake

Just to look at the stars...



And see you

And see you...

A friend that's just... gone.
This little poem/song thing was just something I came up with after being with my friends one night, I hope you liked it!
Alex Jun 2018
La La La
I sing and sing
As I frolic
In La La Land.

Hm Hm Hmm
I love to hum
As I sit
In La La Land.

Oh no no
I always say
As I look outside
At La La Land

It crashes down
Day after day
And fires burn the cities...
Welcome to my land.

As we grow, and learn, and learn
Our little La La Lands, from young years
Soon develop into hell.
And we see bad things

Because social media tells us more
Than we should know these days
And we all are filled with thoughts of terror, death, and evil
Untill we are corrupted with sin
Alex Jun 2018
I am a flower
So short and pretty
But my life isn't easy
Nor is it happy

Everyday....
I get stepped on.
And ran on...
By the kids that play

They pick the other flowers
That look better than me..
Besides who would want a dandelion,
That's thought of as a ****

One day, a young boy
Picks me up
And runs and runs...
To his house

He hands me to his mother
And she says thank you
Who knew...
I'd be appreciated?

But even if she puts me in the vase
Full of the water
I'll die a ****,
A sickly little flower.

If I just stayed home,
If I hadn't dreamt and hoped
I'd be alive
And warm
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