Annie

Annie Mar 2015

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I am so foolish,
cant even keep my words up right
a talking monkey of some type
I am human
and I feel
and get laughed at for that too
Mold myself around opinions
who am i
what am i
Part of a puppet show
control me
mold me
make me
who i am
what i am

Annie Mar 2015

****.

I want to be photographed
****
not naked,
but ****.

Annie Mar 2015

love sick.

There are times, when I do not doubt he will break my heart again.
But those only seem to be the days when I doubt myself.
He understands I am weak, and he is weak, but much much stronger than me.
Love gives me a feeling in my gut, I cannot help
to be afraid and that's what I feel most of all. The stress, is making me want to finish off this benadryl.

This is not poetry, just a little write.

Annie Dec 2014

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We cry and pry because we believe we need someone , someone to keep us happy, to be loved, to keep sane. But why cry and pry for all those things when we have the ability to do that on our own. Relationships and everything that comes with it, the one thing that kills us is the person we are with. We need no one but ourselves, we have the ability to keep ourselves happier without someone, to keep ourselves sane. But this is just babble from a girl whos in a two year relationship, and sadly i think that i can make myself happier than anyone ever could. Then he ever could.

Annie Dec 2014

acid

Taken so much acid, that I know longer have a memory and that depresses me.

Annie Nov 2014

Hello My Name Is..

My name is simple,
my name is
Brittney
Five years ago
I lived in a town where
violence was the answer and
people killed to stay alive
to take care of their loved ones
I was safe where I was at,
my heart
and my head
Just four years ago,
I moved
to somewhere new
new people
I never even knew
Before my first year,
I knew who I wanted to be
who I was
until I got into drugs
met great people
and lost them because they
werent so great
Fell in love,
am in love
maybe..
to a boy who sometimes wants to
be with me

Im on my last year,
and I have no idea who I am
where I am
where I want to go, to do
I lost motivation for everything
My name is easy,
My name is Brittney
but thats not the question,
the question is
Who Am I?

Annie Nov 2014

Justice?

I have learned to walk with my head held high
after the many times you made me cry
beat me down
and pick me up again
with the simplest letters that made up
I hate you and
I love you
You see,
I didn't mind because I
believed you loved me more than
you had hated me
That you would touch me with kindness
caress my body and touch my soul
instead of balled up fists
being the first thing to leave marks
on my legs
and when you would go out
with those silly little girls who had no idea
I knew that you would come home,
come home to me ,
But that is not the case is it
you hate my guts for loving you
with all that i got
for not hurting you at all
for not treating you like how you
treated me
you see I am gone
and you,
yes you are miserable.