You found me.

You're so clever,
You're so mysterious,
So cunning and coy.
You hide and sneak,
Laugh and giggle.
You grin with knowledge
And my lack thereof.

But I have the real secret,
I'm sly and crafty,
Sneaky and hidden
In my openness and observations.
More so because my secrets,
stay secret...

I know you better
Than you may believe.
I love you more
Than you can understand.
So I will stay hidden
In my open observations.
I will stay and silent
My crafty cleverness.
I want to be a secret.

You are my secret.
I'll be your's.
You found me.

Take a banana
Peel it
Dice it
Put it aside

If you thought this
Was a recipe
It is
For a disaster

Take a banana
Peel it
Dice it
Put it inside

Switch
            It
               Around
                           Spiral
                                    Up
                                        Side
                                                 Down
                                            Right
                                         Side
                                     Up
                             Down
                     Spiral
            Around
          It
Switch

I really like to read poems all the time
but its sad to say how few actually rhyme
a lot of your poems i tend to find boring
when they honestly should leave me adoring

So if your up for the challenge
and want to show me your talent
then spit out a good rhyme
way beyond its time

So make me feel like im singing a song
with ever last word i stumble upon
so go now no time to waste
spit out those rhymes in great haste

P.S. please avoid copy and paste

Poor pathetic girl
Thinks that she'll always fail
Thinks all her friends are not real
They are as good as enemies to her
The line between power and love
So perfectly blurred.
She sees evil in innocence,
Innocence in evil.
She does not know if she should hate or pity the devil.
Should she be kind or cruel to those who hurt her?
Do they have good or bad intentions - she can't decipher.
Well, she always has to be the best at whatever.
Always has to be charming, always has to be clever.
Putting herself under all of this pointless pressure.
Why can't she admit that she does need others?
Why can't she see that people do care?
Why has she been walking the path to nowhere?