Morning world
Morning sunshine
Morning sadness and happiness
Morning people who we love
Lets keep it simple dear people :)

Hiding you scars is like hiding your problems
But the scars remind you of the biggest problem you have
That you cant trust anybody...

maybe the secret to their love was that they didn't know they were in love

Oh how I admired you
For your talk and your walk
For your beauty and your attitude
Thought your ****** acting was just a role
Never thought it was the real you
The illusion was fading ..
Just another ***' you can't tust
Little miss perfect with no character

My red lipstick that i've put on just for you is fading..
My hair I did is getting massy..
That shirt you liked on me I've changed..
I'm waiting still on your comments to my lipstick to my hair to the shirt but no I'm waiting until the days past without you..

The way he comes in smiles and leaves ..
The way he tries not to look but does ..
The way we connect and still be so far away from each other ..
The way he maybe never feel like me ..
But still it is the way he makes me feel ..

happy birthday they said to me
it would be the best day they said to me
they didnt know they ruined my birthday
cause they couldnt let go their own problems for one day
just for me
its ok
just because i did it all the time doesnt mean they have to put me first

I like you more than I should
And that little more that I do
Is hurting a little bit too

You took my joy of life
So can i have my heart back?

And if i were a flower would you pick me up
Or would you leave me on the grass
And if i were a cup of coffee would you drink me up
Or would you leave me until i'm cold
And if i were a sweater would you wear me
Or would you go without me
And if i were a pen would you write with me
Or would you refuse to write

i feel blessed to have all my beloved people around me
even blessed for the haters 'cause they give so much passion to their hate that make us grow !

Why do I still think about that one hug of you...

I knew it was trouble to fall in love
I knew it wouldn't work out
But although all this problems of society that are keeping us apart it is you who makes me swallow my pride

love him like no one did before you so he will never forget you

And in the end of the Day nobody knew what battles she's been through

She said to him "let's enjoy the time dont speak dont think"

i could love you but i forbid it myself ..

that feeling you gave me once is that feeling that never died ..

It could have been our summer
Now it's just a dead flower
All the hopes are locked into a tower
Come and save me as the clock is on it's last hours
..

A long time ago I let my love go
Go to the place I couldn't follow
The place i couldn't reach
I couldn't reach ..

What did I do to feel so hated
What did I do wrong?
I've lost myself but was it worth it?

He came into class like a normal teacher
Dressed different like the others
His lessons were lessons for life
I dont know what got me that far but
His smile his looks
My poems nearly all about him
His age makes him interesting as hell
And for goodbye a hug
...
As he got me a copy of his favourite book with
His number written in to it..
What should i think
..

I gave my all to you
Can i get a part of you in return?
To keep my dreams a life

No more, screaming and fighting
No more, making up and kissing
No more, repeating stories
No more, you and me ..

i loved you but now i'm gone because i decided that i love myself more ..

All the sweet talk meant nothing too you
Once the girl you wanted
And now not even enough to ask how i am

And even i knew you weren't the one for me I treated you like you would have stayed for ever

Yet we are all different and still so simillar

My body is shaking
Shaking of fear that
One day
You will
Be gone

i love you now
maybe not forever
but does this really matter ?
i love you for who you are
and not for who you could be
i love you and thats it

A good poem is a writers death..

Our feelings found an end before the beginning ..

Let these ******* be your down fall
But dont come back for a helping hand

three words you were maybe to afraid to say
or am i too foolish to see it clear

A poet is a great friend..
Cause' he understands emotions..

how do i live with this memories of you
they are bitter sweet and killin' me ..
how do i forget this kiss ..

you could be everything i ever wanted
but you choose to be everything i'm wishing for