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I don't have a thigh gap
My neck doesn't have a necklace or stuff like that
I wasn't born with a silver spoon
I might have feelings way to soon

I like this dude
But I don't know what to do
I wrote him a bunch of poems
I'm friends with his cousin to

But lately I've just been drifted
Thinking I'm crazy
Unworthy of love
Unworthy of his embrace and his touch

No! Wait...
It's not his fault?
It's mine
If only I worked out more often...
If only I wore more open close
Then maybe he'd want to take a dose

It's me you see?

I'm not pretty
She is...
She does what ever she please

And I'm just little odd me
Writing poems daily
In my books like crazy
Someone please change me?
<3
Art defines me...
Reading unwinds me...
Poetry keeps me going by keeping the blood in my vanes flowing
Most people judge me, even though they barely know me

That's why I spend my time on me
Yes... I'm lonely
But nobody gets me

Nobody get's that I'de rather put my head in a book
Or I'd rather write a song...1 or 2
Nobody get's that poetry is like a drug
I keep on using but can't get enough

Even GRAMMAR is fun
Thats why my friends don't walk they run

To scared of the girl who always writes
And never has time for any real fun
I mean like playing with a real gun
Or riding a bike with her eyes closed
Real stuff like getting in a bed without any clothers

Most people don't see I'm just not ready
To pretend I'm something I don't want to be
But still they keep on pushing pushing and pushing me
I don't luve up to what people expect of me. And it drives me crazy think that maybe i'm not me. I'm just one of thier dolls they play around with for fun. All i know is being good enough isn't gonna happen
You make me feel like I'm in pre-school
I keep on thinking about the bad stuff we could do
That's why my friends want me to stop thinking of you
They don't get what I do
They don't see the potential you have inside you

You try to cover it up to
But I see right through you
Specs never looked as good accept on you
I don't want  to rush
But ****...  I think I'm in love

I don't want to rush
But ****... Your hands must be so soft
I think I said to much
But I'd lie if I said I didn't think about you last night

You wonder in my head
The only person I imagine in my bed
He's everything I want and more. He's smart funny plus cool. His dance moves are awkwardly good. He does things. I'd like to do.
Something about you makes me fade
You fill up my empty space
You make me feel safe
And I never want this to end
Let's write our names in the times of sand
He's not only my everything but he understands
And that's all they need to get

I love being snuggled up in his bed
Or wearing his t-shirts he never gets back
I'm just happy with what I have
Everyday I see him in class
And all I think about is me sneaking out of his window
It was see-through glass
have you ever been in love
When you come home
You barely speak
You barely look at me
You started speaking in your sleep
She's been in the back of your mind all freaking week

Her hair is a perfect shade of blonde
She can sing to
Just like you write your songs
The melody you have is pretty strong
The two of you clearly belong

And I'm just here sitting, thinking
''What did I do wrong''
Cause she's perfect
The scent of her perfume smells like flowers and honey
Ugh this is so funny
I might just fall for her to
Look at her
She's perfect and all

But she has you to
Wrapped around her finger
And sticking like glue
Don't let anyone make you feel like your less
What we have is nuts, crazy, mad
But it's just that
I like to laugh instead of being sad
I like to giggle so people know I'm not that bad

Mr.J knows that
He gets what they don't
He sees what they wouldn't
When I'm with him I feel warm

Not alone
I'm damaged but so is he
I find it hard to manage
But not with him

You see?
Do you see he just gets me?

My 'Puddin makes me happy
Even tho I'm the baddest bady
We're meant to be

Sometime we paint white roses red
Each shade from a different person head
Don't look at me
Or you'll lay in your dead bed

Don't dream
Dream is a killer sometimes we get drunk with a blue caterpillar

He's peeling the skin of my face
Cause I really hate being safe
The normals they make me afraid
The crazies they make me feels safe

I'm nuts baby I'm mad
The craziest friend that you ever had
You think I'm ******
You think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong

Over the bend entirely bonkers
He likes me best when I'm of my rocker
Tell you a secret I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy... all the best people are

He thinks I'm crazy
He thinks I'm gone
I think he's crazy to
I know he's gone

That's probably the reason that we get along
Suicide is one of those movies you watch over and over again. And I kinda wanted to share my thoughts of it. From the way I show everything go down really. But watch the movie! It's pretty cool <3
We were walking in the park
I got scared it was starting to get dark
Anyways he touched my cheek
And got on his knees
All I could think is ''Thank God this is happening''

He gave his speech, I didn't say a word
I just gave him the longest kiss
He aimed the gun and didn't miss
You know what? I'm happy with blust

On the big day I walked down the isle
Daddy held my hand... And kissed me on my cheek

I saw him in the front line
He smiled, as his tear dropped
I swear my heart stopped

My mother didn't do my hair
Or pick out my dress
She just wasn't there to see where I was
And how far I came
To see me change my last name
To see my pull up my vale
A girl is getting married but her mother died....
He kissed me and held my hand
There we were, hoping the night didn't end
Yeah right, were just friends
Do I even need to pretend

Anyways... he touched my skin so softly and I knew it was time
For a split second all I wanted to do was cry
Not out of fear just my heart screaming out how wrong it all was
Sometimes things are wrong in love
I need to move on
Or else I'll die

Why is he this creature, all I see
That thing as you call him
He makes me happy...
He's not a monster... not at all
But clearly he's all I want
He's all I need

Pretty odd me
With that beautiful thing
He'd never harm a bee
And **** right he'd never harm me
I trust him
You see?
A girl and vamp fall in love and she doesnt care what others think about it

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