Freckles here, freckles there, freckles everywhere.

I have a place I like to go
come with me and I will show although you'll never know
I will keep it on the low that we shall go to the library yo!

if only you could've seen how much you ment too me.
Then maybe we would have been ment to be.
As you can see.
My hear is as fragile as can be.

Why won't this darkness go away.
It is always during the day
That i feel this type of way.
And it won't ever go away.

You can be my lover,
you can be my friend ,
as long as you promise me you'll take me to the end.

Some days I feel like I am stuffed in a cage and the two inmates that are with me are called anxiety and rage.

My days are rather blue because I would rather be with you there's nothing more I would rather do then to be sitting with you.

Dear Monday,  Go away.

Love is a two way street
Full of desire and wonderful treats.
You work hard, to keep that love going.
Fights, makeups, everything worth showing.

What is a poem? A poem is someones feelings,opinions, and thoughts.
What is a poem? A poem
Is something no one can understand.
We speak from the heart and know no boundaries. A poem is something no one can take away..it's our voice in this poemless world.

They say I should act like this, do like that ,be like this but what if I don't want to act like that, do like that , or be like that ,I just want to be myself.

Oh! but darling even the beautiful ones cry, we sit and stare in the mirror while we put our mascara on and we cry.

Nerves
everything getting on my nerves why must you get on my nerves , nerves here nerves their nerves everywhere don't get on my nerves.

I feel frisky, risky ,flimsy, filthy, *****, when i drink whiskey.