i didnt do anything wrong did i
the way you keep talking
its like the light went out in your eyes
and i cant help but feel like
im the reason why
i didnt do anything wrong did i?...

i cant help but keep looking at you
your beauty catches my eyes
and keeps me trapped inside
you're so beautiful
i hope you know
that nothing that has the same label
can compare, not even close
to the beauty that it is that you hold
inside and out
all the beauty you show
i hope you know just how beautiful you are
like a masterpiece
that should be the number one in all art
you are the beauty that touches my heart
and the beauty that can always truly be called
beautiful

Feelings arise in my stomach
Like the butterflies are scurrying to shelter from rain
Some feel drowned
And some find comfort

I feel drowned near you
With all the other people around
Afraid of what they'll think
Afraid you won't notice me

But safety in your voice
And eyes so soft and caring
Safety in your hugs
And love in the friendship we share

Your'e my friend but I cant say more
Afraid to get to close to you yet still I try
This may seem to be a love poem
But emotions are scurrying butterflies
And this poem for you yes
But as a friend in my eyes

Everyone has tried so hard
To climb this stone wall
That I seem to have put up
Until you came along
Then the wall began to crumple
The wall so to tumble
To leave a mess of all it's rubble
If you keep pushing
This wall won't just fall
It will crash
And you'll be the one stuck
In the zone where it will land
This wall isn't stable
The cracks begin to grow large
With everytime you simply just say hi
The cracks begin to grow more
Whenever I start to open up
Keep at it if your able
But you're in the danger zone
And my wall is soon to tumble

Almost everyone knows what's Desire,
but very few of us know what's Love.
It’s because they are both not the same,
Love means to suffer, Desire means to enjoy.
The one who Loves wants to serve.
The one who Loves gives his life.
And the one who Desires wants to live
and never ever to suffer, never ever to suffer.
The one who Loves cannot think about
everything that he gives, he cannot.
The one who Desires wants to forget
and never ever to cry, never ever to cry.
Desire can end soon,
Love knows no end.
And the fact is that we all know what's Desire...
But very few of us know what's Love.
Love is the heaven and the sunlight,
Love is the total fulfillment.
It’s the ocean without an end,
it’s the glory and the peace,
it’s the glory and the peace.
Desire is the flesh and the flower.
It’s to look for the dark corner.
It’s to bite, to scratch and to kiss.
It’s a fleeting wish, a fleeting wish.
The one who Loves cannot think about
everything that he gives, he cannot.
The one who Desires wants to forget
and never ever to cry, never ever to cry.
Desire can end soon,
Love knows no end.
And the fact is that we all know what's Desire...

...But very few of us know what's Love....

i wipe my tears and stand tall
because if im weak i may fall

and if i fall others will tag along
and when i fall
there will be no getting up

yay another fit is coming on
where i feel all broken down
and i cant seem to get back up
fits that seem to take me whole
fits that seem to make me whole
fits that seem wont ever go
another fit
yet again
and still no one seems to know

The sun shines bright again for me
No more clouds or rain pouring so heavily
And the birds begin to sing loudly
And the flowers are looking oh so pretty
And the world again just seems to be happy

The mirror no longer mocks me
My eyes no longer hate what they see
My hair seems to fall so perfectly
And everything I wear makes me feel pretty
Makeup no longer has a use to me
Because my smile is all I really need
My skin glows and my cheeks are rosy
And the mirror finally seems to love me

The people don't seem to laugh
And I can seem to walk confidentiality
No one is talking behind my back
And my paranoia has left me
My fears lift away
And my laugh seems to stay
And for once I believe
I'm actually something

Mirrors don't mock me
And the sun is shining
My eyes no longer see the imperfections
That people no longer laugh
Or talk behind my back
And I can walk anywhere confidentiality
No more rain in my skies
Or teary eyes
And no more need to hide behind
The buckets of makeup that changes me
My smile stays and my laugh is real
And for once I'm not afraid to be me
For once I'm actually happy

Your eyes allow mine to see
The sun that shines
And the flowers that are so pretty
And your eyes allow me to ignore the mirror
And see all that's good on me
And your eyes allow me
To walk into any room with my head held high
Confidentiality
Your love makes no need
For me to hide
In the makeup I wear or the tears behind my eyes
Nothing else matter as long as I know you love me
And I no longer see the world so poorly
I don't see the hate
Or the people who talk behind my back
I don't see the cracks in my appearance
Or every little imperfection left

The sun shines bright again for me
No more clouds or rain pouring so heavily
And the birds begin to sing loudly
And the flowers are looking oh so pretty
And the world again just seems to be happy

I don’t want to
Open my mouth
Because I’m still afraid
The truth might come out
And if it does
If it really breaks free
You’ll see what I am
You’ll see the true me
The one I hide
With jokes and lies
I’m a terrible person
All jokes aside
You don’t seem to know it
You don’t seem to see
Even a glimpse of that person
That I know to be me
I’m such a good actress
I hide it so well
Cover it with a laugh
And you’ll never tell
You see depth in my eyes
You see love and emotion
But what would you see
If I ever did open
I can’t bear to find out
I can’t bear to show
The me you don’t see
The me that I know
If I let it out
If I let it be
I know for a fact
That you would hate me.

I'm not the best at this but I can try
You're everything I've wanted
You're an amazing guy
You'll never understand
That with you I'm actually happy
You're my best fried
And I'm glad you chose me
This is just a poem
With a simple rhyme
But I've got to say
I think of you all the time
And honestly to tell the truth
I would walk through hell for you
I'd cross countries and oceans
And scream loud from the roofs
Three simple words
"I love You"

a laugh that truly shines
and a smile that brings upon the light
the world needs more people
who has a smile like you
who will smile and laugh
enough to make someone else do too

why is logic the only way in your head?
when in all reality life isnt
everything to you has to have a reason
an answer or even explanation
but with you nothing that isnt logic
doesnt make sense
just...
help me believe that this isnt it
that logic isnt all to you
i dont really want to talk to you
i dont need a logical answer
to confide
into a calculator
but you see...
emotions aren't logic
they are like the magic illusions
they can be explained yeah...
but that doesn't mean
they should be
sometimes...
id think you'd be better off
as a calculator without power
a dead silent un-working machine
so that way i can talk
without the logical answer you always give to me...

one of these days i will grow in to forensic psychology
studying living minds with science to see
but that still wont ever stop me from perusing my dream
to be a poet, writer maybe
to have my words fill peoples hearts
like yours did mine
every word you spoke you said "was gold"
granted yeah i was only in the sixth grade
but you changed my life, still do to this day

i was new to a school, didnt know anybody
all i had was a couple friends, paper, and pens
and a mind full of poetry
but every word i wrote, i felt was never enough
i always loved writing, what a way to expressing the silent?!
but how could i continue with the lack of confidence?
i shared to a friend and they showed you
and man let me tell you, your words.
were truly golden
gave me that hope the fact is, you believed in me
and look at me now, i have PUBLISHED poetry!

all because of you
you showed me that little hope i needed
i was ready to end my writing
give up and move on with my life
but you convinced me i was something extraordinary
not even my own family had faith in me
but i knew every morning i walked in your class
youd say my last name asking "is that french"
and i knew right then
it seemed to be the push i always needed
you gave me hope and taught me i could do great things

all you did for me may not seem like much
but that year my life changed for good
because look at where i am
im sharing my poetry to the world now!
all because you took interest in my work
and made me keep pushing on
ive always wanted to say thank you
some days i wish to shake your hand and tell you how happy i am
tell me arent you proud?

i want to be an English teacher someday
when i fulfill my need of psychology
so maybe one day i could do the same
for some kid like you did for me
ill never be able to forget you and all you stand for
because without you
i wouldnt have made it this far

i guess this is a thank you poem
ive been trying for years to perfect it
but as long as it comes from my heart
thats all you need isnt it?
i pray and hope this poem the world will see
so they all know what you did for me
and i wish you the best of the rest of your days

thank you for being more than just a teacher to me.

listen to the trees
what do they say
maybe they are whispering
the universes wishes to me

listening to the birds
what do they sing
do they sing of glory
or of sad heartfelt things

listen to the wind
who controls it all
who makes the trees whisper
and determines all the birds
listen to the wind
who has your heart captured in the moment

take a deep breath
listen to the silent world singing its loud song
that song that only you could hear in your heart
what does it say
will you listen
will you listen to it as it calls your name

the world with its drowning words
rumors spreading
and toxic thoughts corrupting
the false songs gave to you by those on top
trying to cover the beauty of the real songs

the trees whispering
the birds singing
the wind who controls it all
the universe who surly does call
the nature so silent
that its song can only reach your quiet heart

so wont you listen to the song
the song that nature has given to you
the song that ever so loudly calls your name
the true song that can only reach your heart
wont you listen to it?

what is normal?
fit in with all the popular school stereotypes
i dont think so
normal is like being a robot to all the new trends
the trends led by people we idol like gods?
but normal?
why should we follow along with the normal
when normal should just be
who we are
we are in our own lives normal
so dont try to fit in to be that normal
just be who you are
and that in itself is normal enough

im not about to fall
into another trap of pure insanity
to fall in love with the words
he speaks ever so kindly to me
to fall and dig this hole even deeper
im not that naive
not today
defiantly not me

im strong today than i was
before i figured out just people want
im not falling for the trick
not me
im more than just my appearance and body
and i wont allow the words to take me
not today not me

im not some litter girl
sitting and waiting for her knight or princess
im not going to allow myself to be seen
any less then the way i see me
i wont allow someone to take over my whole identity
not today not me

im stronger than the words they speak to me
i wont fall in love with all the
ever so kind to me lies of pure
driven
insanity
like ive heard all of these words before
and ive been through that door
but today im strong
so now i say
not today not me
to everything and every little word
spoken to get to me

I'm just a little afraid
That forever will end
And our love fades to dim
And the spark gets cold
As we grow
Knowing we are both still in love
But the fun of our love dies
And we drift away
Into the ocean of tears
Built by our hearts
Because we didn't care enough
To fight for each other
The effort needed to make
Was to much
So instead it toppled our undeniable love
And further away we go
As the waves carry us on
Ignoring the drift wood to build a boat

Don't you know, oh how badly her trust is broken. She listens and believes every little grain of salt, causing her to get buried in it all. Don't you know, oh how badly she wants you to fight for her. She wants to be shown that she too, is worth something to someone. Don't you know, oh how badly she wants you to see. That in all reality, she admires you greatly. And don't you know? That just a little piece of her wishes you truly were her friend, she pushes you away and you let it happen. But oh every one else knows, that she has her eyes on you constantly. But really no one knows, she just wants a friend, who would love her like she has love for them. And don't you know, oh dear friend, she loves you, but this love is different. And don't you know, that oh she wishes, you'd see how badly she tries to talk to you, but oh is she scared. But now she knows, oh she had every right be be scared.

this is seriously almost perfect
sitting here with you
getting along with my family
the people who mean the most to me
seeing all the fun you are having
and the laughter that you keep bringing
it makes my heart warm
dont you know
this is almost perfect
if only now we can make this a forever
before it becomes just a was
and a dream that ill only remember

Typical love story. A flower determines it all. Oh he loves me, he loves me not. A flower with the power, to change it for good.

She picked up a beautiful flower, 5 petals in total, ready to play "he loves me he loves me not".

Petal one: he loves me.
His smile says it all
His look in his eyes
To the way he says her name
He loves me

Petal two: He loves me not
We may be together
But will it last
Forever
He loves me not

Petal three: He loves me
My hopes are up
Oh how well we get along
Maybe it's meant to be
He loves me

Petal four: He loves me not
What if he gets bored
What if he already is
What if this wasn't meant
He loves me not

Petal five: He loves me!
Oh this is it
The petal says it all
Is it really true
He loves me after all

They mess us up, your mum and dad
They may not mean to but they do
They fill you up with the faults they had
And add some extra just for you
-Philip Larkin-

Novels are about other people but poems are about yourself
-Philip Larkin-

you dont have to have a special talent to be a poet
just simply have a heart and some spirit
just keep your mind open and let the words flow
to make poetry
make it like its part of your soul

to be alone
in the darkest of bright days
to sit in lost
of sight of any fun
to be by yourself
and cry in the rain
whispering
"silence is vain"
it hurts
it eats you away
until your nothing
but just a memory
"silence is vain"
you repeat
day after day
till noting seems
to sit still
alone
in the darkest
of the very brightest days
dont you see her
in the corner
whispering
"silence is vain"

although cuddling with someone is nice
there is nothing quite like
hugging that stuffed animal really tight

to carry away all your childhood fears
to wipe away all your tears
to never leave when you need the most comfort

there is nothing like hugging a stuffed animal
to feel the softness engulf you
to enjoy the nostalgia all around you

that stuffed animal may seem so lifeless
but if you give it a life it will come alive
and seems to hug you back all the time

to those days you're all alone
and you just simply need a hug
remember who is always there

cuddling with someone is nice
but still there is nothing like
hugging that stuffed animal tight

this person i know
wants to be called they
it could bring us much closer
to see them that way
its a strange thing to think
and harder to say
but they is so happy
when the effort is made
to all the theys and thems
it is this i pray
we be kind and accepting
and just let them be they

trust is a fragile thing you know
one little mistake and its all gone

what even is trust
isnt it made to be broke?

man break my trust
ill never be the same again

ill be so depressed
whenever i hear your name

its like a constant voice saying
"see that they hurt you"

im always in great pain
but trust, wait what am i saying?

what even is trust anyway
an invisible glass heart

that breaks by the slightest
wrong touch?

trust, what even?
do you have to hold it so dearly?

and why is it so hard to fix?
i mean why am i hurting so bad?

trust, sorry wont even fix it
and no one knows what actions best fit it

and trust, who even keeps it
its almost like its meant to be broken

what even is trust?
is it apart of your imagination?

maybe its the longing
to want to have faith in someone

maybe trust is just
you wanting to feel like you know you are loved

maybe when you give someone all your trust
it means they are your world

but trust?
its meant to be broken

and no matter what
everyone breaks trust.

so what is trust?
a lie you dont need to have hope in.

i try so hard
to be the kinda girl
that people want
but its so tiring
and i cant seem to keep up
with all the fads and trends
why should i chase them all?
just to make fake friends?

Feelings of uncertainty
Always keep me thinking
Keeps my brain awake
Thinking to much
Never sleeping
Yet in the end answers never come
Uncertainty fills me and all the holes
The uncertainty unknown
No matter what you do
It won't seem to go at all
It grabs ahold
Stresses you until you can't no more
Keeps your mind locked
And keeps you on to the uncertainty
Of never knowing what it is
That you need to see
The uncertainty
Takes you whole
Stresses you
Makes you to where all you see
Is the unknown uncertainty
And the endless darkness
Of what could be
But instead
Stuck with uncertainty

poetry is most beautiful
written about the love that engulfs ones own heart
but when you write about the love of your
significant other
then soon it becomes
a little break up song

so why is poetry not about the love for the stars
and the world we seem to live on
look around an im sure
your heart will be filled with love and many many more words
and maybe then it will all stay that way
of love and happiness and truth from the heart

so why make it all about him or her
write about the stars
the ocean so vast and mysterious
write about the forests
and the creatures that inhabit it
write about the love of family
and the joys of your best friend
because in the end a poem about him or her
soon becomes another break up song

I love you
I know now I do
It took me a while to figure it out
But then again this is only a game
That only you enjoy playing

But at the same time
I want to keep playing
But if this is just a game
Who will win it anyway
Can there even be a winner
Or maybe just two losers
Or is this simply for your pleasure