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Megan Mae Feb 2013
I don't know what you expect.
Not sure if you have a plan,
but you just came back into the act
as if you never left

as if you never skipped a beat

You sit there with your smiles
your charms all wild and free
as if you think you could steal me back.
as if you never lost

as if you never skipped a beat

What makes you think you're so free?
Why must you act so coy and charming
as if you think you're the greatest of them all
as if you're perfect

as if you never skipped a beat

Well guess what, you're not,
You're just the past trying to break free
I'm finally happy with who I am
I'm finally happy with my prince

because you have no beat
Megan Mae Jun 2012
I'm sitting here alone, trying to understand,
But the words said on the phone just cloud my head.
I'm flooded by the past and drowning for the future,
Reaching out for your strong grasp but it just isn't there

I used to be so sure, thought that we might be forever,
So explain to me why this pure love is fading in the mist.
I used to feel so safe with you, Positive you felt that too,
But now I'm not so sure, I don't know what to do…

Please, what is going on?

You woke me up, opened my hear,
But now you're letting go, now you let it go…
You used to be strong, you taught me to be fearless.
But now you're letting go, Now you've let me go…

I used to think that you could be my prince,
But now I see you're playing the fool.
I guess all these plans we had will go to waste,
If you don't bring back the fight you had before!

Please, what is going on?

You woke me up, opened my heart,
But now you're letting go, now you let it go…
You used to be strong, you taught me to be fearless,
But now you're letting go, now you've let me go…

We were doing fine, or so I thought.
But now over night we are falling a part…
Why can't you be a man, and tell me where we stand?
Or do I have to do this by myself?

Please, what did I do wrong?

You woke me up, opened my heart,
But now you're letting go, now you let it go…
You used to be strong, you taught me to be fearless,
But now you're letting go, now you've let me go…

You're spinning circles in a senseless haze,
You're fighting spirit has  all gone out-
Where once you were certain now you're terrified…
What, my dove, must I do to keep this love alive?

Please, I want the pain gone!

You woke me up, opened my heart,
But now you're letting go, now you let it goo…
You used to be strong, you taught me to be fearless,
But now you're letting go, now you've let me go…

I'm fighting to hold on to you, love,
But must you just run from me dove?
Now you're flailing, saying that you're just unsure…
Please, just get it over with…

I'm sitting here  alone, trying to understand,
But your words said on the phone still cloud my head…

"I CAN'T"
Megan Mae Feb 2012
Why must you honestly take all the life I have from me?

Why must I try to fight to gain my own control?
To me my life is a simple book and I read the authors notes -
Only to hope and pray that the character I dote survives.

I’m lost in this whirl wind - I can’t find my path,
I see yours spray painted with fences off the grass.
I want to make a choice so let me now pass your lines.

I want to be happy, I want to live, I want to be healty
And yet you sit and spin my life till i’m dizzy and weak
And keep me caged up, unable to sing my beak is taped.

Just let me live, leave me alone. Let me make my mistakes,
Mistakes I’ll OWN!

Let me wake in the morning, cure my ill, Eat my bread, then sit still.
Let me walk through the day, to my own devices, plan my plans, life’s full of surprises.
Let me write, let me learn, let me cook -and should it burn,
Let me clean up house from my mistakes, let me hear your praises and your thanks.
Let me care for myself just once, not have to worry of you disapproval…
Let me see what people see, not what you think they saw.
Then when the day is done, Let me break bread with family, let me cure my ills…
Let me lay in darkness, dreaming of tomorrow’s adventures, and lay still to do it all over again.
Megan Mae Feb 2012
Why must everything be so unfair
And why must his fire bloom to love
Why must it form and grow right here?

They play with the fire before my eyes
The heat and embers, the light hurt my sight
I cry to see how much their fire bloomed to love.

Why must they torturer me and blind me
For this fire bloom of love is not mine
Oh, why must the flame burn what isn't even there?
Also a piece from CCY 2007. I was a melodramatic silly fool back then @_@
Megan Mae Feb 2012
Distance knows, as distance grows,
It's short and long
It can raise the stakes and hopes.
It can make you long for the edge,
For the thing at the other side.

Distance doesn't have to be in miles or in feet.
Distance could be attitudes, expressions;
In class, availability...victories or defeat...

You are out of my reach, a distance away.
I can't help but look your way and pray
Praying you would notice me
You may glace toward me, but its not what I want
I just wish to gaze into your eyes
And have you smile at me...only me.

But two inches between us,
Make it as if we have nothing to say,
And we really have miles between us,
And this distance grows each and every day.

You're the king, the prince of hearts,
While I a simple pawn who would melt
to just get a glimpse of your face.

This distance knows, and oh how quickly it grows
At the end of this road...
We'll never see each other again.
This was a poem I wrote from 2007, at a summer program called CCY. I remember who this was based off of...and now how silly I was back then. Completely crazy. Enjoy.
Megan Mae Feb 2012
"It's getting so hard to even breathe, when every word is my enemy. I try and I try but I just can't get to that imaginary throne where you seem to sit. I just want a kind word, I want a soft face...Can't we just Hug and get this over with?

It's getting so hard to even stand, when every word is a new command. I try to do all you wish of me but I'm dying and I can't complete each quest you see. I just want to be happy, I want to be loved...Can't we just apologize and go back?

It's getting so hard to even sing, when the emotion is pushing every string. I let our each note as careful as I can, but you crush them with your furious hands. I just want to continue I want to be heard...Can't you just let go and let me be Me?"
Megan Mae Dec 2011
It hurt, my friend, I don't know why
but when I showed you my new found pride
you asked quickly of my minds state and why.

Drunk? Me!? No! This symbol simply proves so.
I'm viewed as average, not good enough.
Just this shows my inner pride.

It helps me knock those comments made by those
on the other side of the glass...
so why must you make one just as crass?

I will prove to you, one I once knew well,
that I'll shed and change - that way easily then
can I reveal just how beautiful a Swan I really am

I'll fly away and soar above your petty comments,
Friend? You were the one who grew distant,
you were the one who couldn't see past the dirt.

Yet here I am, my wings expanded,
Everything changing around me and fast...
I'll fly off on my own path, and show I'm the swan

I truly am.
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