*ME...? *
*In my own world id'e be made out of playdo'h, and the colour purple id'e be. The place i can learn to be me, start to be me... I have something no one else has, my inner light.
The colour purple i think id'e like.
yeah it shine's. And pretty **** bright too,
i might say.
I see it as a strength after all it's a bit like this poem it 'kinda' make's sense.

*POISONED APPLE*
*Was i once the apple of my daddy's eye?
I doubt it, by how quick/easily he said "Bye,bye"
Do i often ask myself how could he and 'oh' why?
"You betcha" she say's bitterly with a sigh.  They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
But also the wicked witch said "here's a nice juicy apple my dear, have it for free.  Well apparently nothing's free in this life.
There's alway's something someone's afta.
Thus ending this chapter of the story that didn't end happily ever after.

*HIGHER SELF* It's time to un ***** this fantasised head of mine, wouldn't ya say?There ain't no one else to blame.If through all the sunny day's, all's i see is rain.  It's time that my higher self showed itself.  Made an appearance, wouldn't you say.? So show yourself!, show me that i HAVEN'T been left on the shelf!(again) Haven't been left to fend for my self!.
(again, my own fault i know... But as i am talkin to my higher self Whats my fault is also your fault)Please show me That i am praying
for more than just myself.

*REALITY CHECK*  -All it take's is that one small thing that can bring you back down to earth.
To suddenly start thinking what your life has been worth.
Did you achieve many of your goal's?
Or any of your plans in life?
Or don't  you think your even on the right path?
Yet again you hear yourself say   "WHY ME" as you    hit ******* this world called Reality.

*FORGOTTEN MESSAGES*
-If i wrote a poem or few, would you read it?
Would you get the message's i'm trying to send?         Would it help if i put it in a bottle?    My messages with a first class stamp in a bottle.   Just to make sure, yeah.
About as sure as not at all.
As bad as just being folded away and put away in a drawer.
Even your           pre-tence is poor..

*ME???
-What is happening to me?
Can hardly remember you anymore.
'Heck' i can just barely remember me, or what day/month/even year it may be.
Even though your gone, i want to get to know you.
see if you were like me.

*SMILE*
*Just dont get it,dont think i ever will,sick of going over the same ****.in my head that is...Most things i have forgiven,Many things i have forgotten.but you dont really care.I know this by now, yeah...(i convince myself)i dont let it get me down,For you i will never frown,or will let you see my smile upside down.can you see the "**** you" in my smile  Today?...