Far too often
I watch myself
Tear up my life
Like a sheet of paper
Watch each
Man-, no
Monster-made snowflake
Hit the floor
Causing tremors
Then I scramble
And watch myself try
To put the mess
Back together again

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I wasn't what you wanted.
I'm sorry I'm not your dream child.
I'm sorry I'm not beautiful.
I'm sorry I'm not smart.

I'm sorry I'm not talented,
That I didn't deserve your attention.
So sorry for not being popular,
Or thin and perfect.

I'm sorry I'm fat,
And I know I deserve this silent treatment.
I deserve the bullying,
The comments, the  glares.

I'm sorry my ruddy legs,
Only got me this far in life.
I'm sorry these red eyes,
Can't see anything but pity.

You haven't spoken to me in ages,
So I know you won't miss me.
You have ever asked me how I feel,
So I know you won't care.

I'm pretty sure you'd be happy
To see this letter.
You don't have to pretend,
You love me anymore.

I know.

You'll have the perfect family:
A rich Dad,
A happy Mom,
A beautiful Daughter and
A smart Son.

I know I don't fit here,
So there's no denying.

I'm sorry I have to do this,
But life doesn't want me here,
Or anywhere for that matter.

So I've decided to run away.
Alone.
No one needs me,
Believe me, I know.

I want you to know I love you,
Even if you don't.

Last of all,
I'm sorry I was never good enough.
Yes, I wish me to hell as well.

From,

**The daughter you never loved.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

HOPE YOU GUYS HAD A GREAT HALLOWEEN!! AND HOPE YOU HAD AN AWESOME DAY AND AWESOME COSTUMES!!!

I sat on a rock
And starred at a duck
If feathers ruffling in the breeze
It's webbed feet keeping it still
As it paddled in my view

That duck starred right back at me
It's beautiful gaze meeting mine
A pleading look covering its face
Yet it didn't fly away

It stared at me, another creature
In its world, a harmless organism
We love them and paint them
Capture them in a pretty picture

And little do they know
Those toxic ponds and broke homes
Are all our mans doing

It stared at me unknowingly
Incapable of understanding
Or if it did it didn't show it
In its tiny duckling face

We tear their home
To make room for us
The most brutal race
And yet this duck
Came waddling up
Not knowing us for what we are

We are human
We are predators
We are destruction
In its finest hour.

Eternity is in our hearts
Smaller than I knew
It can be but meet seconds
As long as I stand with you

It doesn't always last forever
Fleeting as the morning dew
It's those perfect moments
With family friends loved ones too

Eternity is when time stands still
Those moments that our love grew
The moments we want to never end,
from them precious poems we drew

Sitting here I realize
That surely I will fail
For homework I do not have
Eternity to prevail

The worlds but a puppet show
With tiny figurines
That wear miniature glass hearts
Upon their tiny sleeves

When it's not an exciting scene
To the viewers we don't matter
But together we're all struggling
To climb life's impossible ladder

And when the show is over
And the puppets are thrown away
Their glass sleeves are shatted
no matter what the master will say

When night comes at last
And only the figurines stay
Stabbing each other with the shards
In their own unseen play

Like ashes your promises fell
Broken and burnt
Our friendship truly tested
By the searing fire of truth
Your lies and broken swears crumbling in the blaze
Like fragile pieces of paper
Which was all you could ever give
Strong and capable to the eye
But gone in seconds by a flame

Your friendship was a clear glass gift
Shattered by a simple drop
Gone beyond repair
You'd say your sorry and tape it back
But the cracks were never gone
One tiny pull of the tape and the world came crashing down
We'd stab each other with the shards
And cry our broken tears
But in the end it was all glass
And the promises were paper

she opens her soft arms
The glowing light
Shown to the world

A frail shell
Open at last
As she reveals
Her smallest secrets

Allowing her sweet beauty
To flow through
Untampered with
By her beautiful protective arms

She is natures greatest beauty

Click, clock, wiz,twirl
The cogs begin to hustle
As they spin and swirl
filling the daily bustle

Moving the packages from here to there
Repeating  the daily hurry
Fixing them up everywhere
To erase the masters worry

The cogs repeating and teaching
Taking them from the clutter
With the powerful arms, reaching
Stopping with a stutter

They stuff them, paint them, move them
Teach them, fight them, carve them
They fill them, clutter them, rush them
Shove them, push them, test them

As they move the silly gifts along
Making them perfect for the future
It make takes years, maybe not too long
To form the perfect structure

And when the packages are all done
They will be shipped off to the store
We're they will be free to run
And the factory won't be needed more