How can you be so childish?
How can you be so hateful?
How can you be so annoying?
How can you be so shameful?
How can you be so embarrassing?
How can you be so carefree?
How can you be so Juvenal?
How can you be so ignorant?
How can you be so stupid?

I know,
You really don't know me at all,
And yet you say all these's things to me,
I hope one day I can forgot ever thing about,
Those's that have been around me,
Because I don't like the way I am now
Or who I've become,
I regret being a part of these's people,
They'll never be on the same level as I am.

Stupid.

Days like these's I wonder,
                    
                                                                ­                                     Am I truly ,OK?
                                    
                       ­ Even when pointless hours pass by endlessly like dissolving ice cubes on a summers day,
                    
                        An surprising excuse to cry came my way, Is that how I should be?
          
                             Without expressing how I want to feel but what I'm hiding from, the Emile of my movement like a maze,
                                            
                      Moving motionless and provoking my intuition that can not except my answer,
                                    
                    ­                             Yet my mind steps forward in my path But my disgusting shameless heart apposes that ability to gravitate to what I can't do,
                    
                        My strength is strong and powerful, In other words It can also be controlled but how it feels,
      
   Mine can do the impossible of my own questions , Yours can't do the same,
    
In battle I would do what I'm told and go into a blood bath fighting with all my power because I have nothing to lose nor to gain ,

You would fight but not much of a battle more like a response it's not stereotypical it's the truth,
                                                                ­                    
  The truth I know about you,

                                                            That­'s my out look on you,
For you I can only say so much,
  
                  I shall not let my self get cared away by such a being that does not even comprehend to my equal level,
             perspective state of mind.

Why do you confuse me with your countless lie!
I ask WHY!
you touch me in such a way I use to love so much?
Calling me with our own names we’ve created with laughter that filled the room?
Stare at me as if I was the only one in your world with such unstable glazes that eyes across could see we had something!
My own angriness is filling up with confusion that my vision is fading so fast?
My health has decreased because of my own fault and yours because of the endless hours of sitting                        alone without your presents near me?
It’s already hard enough being near you why do you have to make it harder and painful when you try to think I’m not hurting inside?
I ask WHY!
You should know how that feels, you’ve been in my shoes before
So WHY do you think it’s ok if it’s me ?

That just shows you really never cared a single bit for me, ever since we first saw each other.
You really are one of a kind. Hope you enjoy your smart little friend there, ****!

What was that was "best" about my true feelings for you?
Is it that you once knew I did?
Was it because you had feelings before as well?
What excatly do you know or see?
Is it really ok if we were never meant to be?
One day can we not be on with eachother in harmony?
Is it not now but later?
Even with an "I'm sorry" that can light up the sitution,
To solve such a problem,
Why can that be enough for me?
I should be on top of the world but only a frown of unstabled expression lays on my face.
Should tears fall down, like any other?
Nothing but nothing is my answer,




A piece of paper that glazes at me with dreadfulness and a woeful picture of precious memories of a one sided story.






All over again.

But Thank You,
You really don't understand how much it can change the way someone view on everything.
Again Thank You,

May 2 , 2012
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May 3 , 2012

My Journey to the summer
On the last day of school my journey of finding him begins …
He’s someone special to me very close to me also my one and only love…
Soon we’ll be one with each other even if it takes me forever to find my way to him…
I just can’t stand to be so far away from him .I’ll be waiting until that day comes the day .I’ll be happy again once and for all.



























But that ended up not being true…

Memories, that kills.

I can only say that there are no regrets,
I can only say that there are spoken words,
I can’t say they were lies,
I can’t say it’s true,
I know I’m a woman,
I know I should be given respect,
I do what I feel,
Why should I care what others do and say?
Are they’re actions the right choice?
Or is it wrong?
I know I’m unlike others,
I maybe straight forward,
I may not be beautiful,
I may not be fun,
But I’ll try,
It’s better late than never.