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I should have told her how much I cared when she was here
Because now I can't yell "I love you" loud enough for her to hear
  Nov 2014 Al-kia Brooks
Jellyfish
They stare at you.
They judge you.
They talk about you.
They hurt you.

Why?

Because they're "jealous"
Because they're "abused"
Because they're "hurting"
Because they're mean.

You cry at night,
You want to fight.
But you're scared,
You hate fear.

Your parents ignore you,
Sometimes THEY bully you.
Your siblings laugh at you,
They usually pick on you.

What do you do about this?
Nothing.
  Nov 2014 Al-kia Brooks
LEE
It's raining, it's pouring
My young heart is soaring
I saw a girl and fell in love
Couldn't find her in the morning
  Nov 2014 Al-kia Brooks
Gracie Anne
Turning on the T.V, you see a beautiful woman
Standing up, proud and straight.
You look down at your not-so-perfect self,
And your heart fills with hate.

You’re not like that woman,
But you’re beautiful just the same.
You have beauty where she doesn’t
Internal beauty is what you can claim.

If only you could see it,
You’d know your beauty too.
Unfortunately, society has brainwashed us
Into not loving people like you.

If I could change the world
We wouldn’t have to have waists of a centigram.
And I’d have the cute guys love me
For who I am- not what I am.

So look at yourself,
You’re beautiful just like me.
Loving yourself is the right path;
Confidence is the key.
  Nov 2014 Al-kia Brooks
Eridan Ampora
How can you tell the one you love that you love them? Do you just go up to them and say "Hey there! I love you!"
How could I stay silent about my feelings as we texted for hours about the randomest of things.
How could I let you slip through my fingers, to other who use you.
How could I let you fall inlove three times before I became determined to make you mine.
How could I let myself fall for you, let you become my whole world, let you be my everything, and yet to you I'm nothing more than a friend....
Had some feelings I wanted to share, not about Sarah, but someone else she'll never know but already knows but doesn't know.

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