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Melissa Vance Nov 2010
They have an everlasting impact on our hearts and souls
They do not judge us like so many others do
They are our confident, the one we can talk to
For some they are a rarity in themselves
While for others the list goes on and on
They have seen into our heart and soul
And see past the façade we put up for others
They see us, yet they still love us
They help carry us through our field of troubles
As they ensure our survival through the pain
They stay up with us, just listening, when all we need is for them to hear
They are our shoulder to cry on who don't complain as we ruin their shirts and they soak up our tears
They also tell us when we are in the wrong while sparing our feelings
And they see our craziness and share it with us crazy stunt after crazy stunt
These people are our own personal angels, sent to us,
A true blessing from God, always willing to be there with us
Who are these angels? Where can we find them?
They are disguised as friends and they are everywhere we look
This is some of the older stuff that I wrote a while ago--as in like years ago. Let me know what you think. As always, your commentary is well appreciated. :)
Melissa Vance Nov 2010
It’s too bad no one knows you, because they’d really like you
But you're afraid that they’ll reject you, so there’s really nothing you can do

You put on a cloak because you don’t want to be seen
Because you know the others can be so mean
You fear the rejection from all of your peers
You’ll never tell a soul that they got to you over the years
It used to not be like this; you were one of a kind
But then things changed and made you go out of your mind
Now you only let a select few in and you choose this people with care
You love to show them the real you; it’s like a breath of fresh air

It’s too bad no one knows you, because they’d really like you
But you're afraid that they’ll reject you, so there’s really nothing you can do

So now you’re invisible; at least that’s what you think
Sometimes you wonder if you should go see a shrink
Because you feel yourself going crazy and sometimes you want to scream
You wish they would see that things are not always as they seem
But the cloak covers all, just like it does for so many before you
It’s funny to see how many really do it too

It’s too bad no one knows you, because they’d really like you
But you're afraid that they’ll reject you, so there’s really nothing you can do

All you want is a fresh start;
Somewhere you can go and show your real heart
You want to break away and be yourself
Instead of leaving the real you to rot on the shelf
You feel the real you starting to die
And even the thought of this makes you want to cry
You try to bring it out—
From the floor you scream and shout—
But it’s too late—
It’s a realization you’ve come to hate—
You’re no longer that person that you once were
And that cloak has become you forevermore.

It’s too bad no one knows you, because they’d really like you
But you're afraid that they’ll reject you, so there’s really nothing you can do
Thank you for reading this. Please let me know what you think. Your commentary is appreciated
Melissa Vance Sep 2010
You’ll never see the pain behind her smile
Even though she’s been down for a while
She tries to act like nothing is wrong
But sometimes it’s hard to be so strong
She’ll never tell others what she has been through
Because she knows if she does exactly what they’ll do
They’ll start to judge her and it will be the end
Of ever calling any of them her friend
Why would they be if they knew
What it is that her parents do?
They always seem to be putting her down
And she feels like this sets her apart from the crowd
So she’ll never let her friends know about her pain
But if she did she’d be surprised by what she’d gain.
They have their own secrets too, although they’ll never tell
That they’ve all been through their own personal hell
It seems like they find each other without being in the know;
Like their personal pain helps their friendship to grow
So they all put up a wall and act like nothing is wrong
All while they sing the lyrics to the very same song
They pray for the day when the wall will go away
But until then they all have nothing to say
Please leave your feedback on this. Any criticism is accepted. Thank you
Melissa Vance Apr 2010
I'm not the kind of girl that you meet every day.
I'm unusual and I like it that way.
I don't like being normal. Where's the fun in that?
I am who I am and there's no changing that.
So like me for who I am or hate me for what I'm not.
That's really your choice but at least give me a shot.
I took the time to get to know you.
So shouldn’t you do the same and get to know me too?
Just remember not to judge by what you see and hear—
If you follow my word then what you think will be loud and clear.
I don't know what will happen as time goes by
And the only way to find out is by giving it a try.
So put yourself out there; take a risk and say hello.
Just by doing that you could be getting more than what you know.
Right now you have the chance to make a new friend.
You just have to make a choice-- what will you choose in the end?
Melissa Vance Apr 2010
I'm striving to be accepted in a world full of hate,
I never would have thought the consequences would be this great;
I didn’t think that in order to fit in, I’d have to change who I am—
That I’d have to conform and become something else for them;
I hate what I’m doing and I don’t know why I do
Maybe it’s because I think you will notice me too
But maybe you never will, maybe it was all a mirage
Because you were too busy hiding behind your entourage
Why do I care so much and let you get into my heart,
When I’ve known that you would hurt me from the start?
So now I’m hurt and I’m having trouble letting go of you
I can truly say that I don’t know what to do.
I think I just need to walk away and take myself out of the picture
I should have done it before when I heard everyone’s stricture.
They told me you were no good, that you would just break my heart;
But I didn’t believe them; I didn’t think we would ever be apart.
Now I see that I was wrong and have been this entire time
I just wish I wouldn’t have fallen this hard and committed this big crime.
Because you see I have committed a crime, I’ve committed one to myself
I let my feelings run away with me, and left my brain on the shelf.
I didn’t pay attention to what my mind was screaming at me
Maybe if I would have, this wouldn’t be how it has to be.
Maybe we could still be friends but I don’t think that’s possible now
So I’m saying goodbye; I’ll get over you somehow.

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