Friday, April 29, 2011

Love: Reveiw #2

So at school were reading the o'so famous Romeo and Juliet, and made me start thinking about my life. I have never ever had a boyfriend. The boy I like, well I think he likes someone else, making me even more sad. Why can't he just like me back. I hate me, I am such an idoit for thinking, maybe just maybe he'll like me back and ask me out. What am I to beleive such a thing. I need help! But were can I find. None of my friends can cause they are crap and will also make fun of me in the prosess. Cant ask my mom, cause... well shes my mom. What do I do? I hate my life. Also if this doesnt make this any worse. Everyone is kissing each other and here is me the lonely fat (not really but thats what i picture in my head) kid in the corner. I think most of my humor drives from never being in a relationship, and my crappy friends. What do I do? I am the only girl who has never had a boyfriend. And I dont count the wierd kids, feeling bad for calling them names, but what else should I call them. My life is one big FAIL.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Review #1

Today was pretty bad. The thought that ran through my head was it couldn't get any worst than this, but I was proved wrong. In the morning, I woke up to early, 5 a.m., and did my hair thinking I look like crap today. Everyday I am reminded of my ugly appearance, "though everyone else doesn't think so." I look in the mirror and go down the list of what is hideous, from head to toe. Hair, Face, Body (arms and legs, mainly). The fact of the matter is "overweight". And again the whole, "everyone else doesn't think so." Then came school. We had ERBS, fun :-( . And on top of that normal school. Same as always my friends degraded me, (sarcasm) making me feel wonderful. I pretty lonely, as usual. After school we had a softball game and took my mind away from the stress of school and home problems. But that only last until I say my mom....fun. She make it easy for me to feel bad about whatever I have done. This makes me so so mad, and think about the purpose of life. Driving me home, we didn't talk. She left for a meeting, for my DC field trip. Than I was proved wrong my day COULD get worse. My DC bus group is horrible. The only plus side is I am paired with the hottest guy in school, downside a bunch of nerdy girls that I am not even friends with. Yeah my life, lucky me, what did I do to deserve all this. Now I am writing the first of many reviews of my Awful life.

*Tried to do something, could of done something to me.

Forgive

My heart is open
Almost broken
What must I feel
To make it heal
Can words undo the damage
Or is it a simple bandage
A word my ear have been longing to hear

Forgive me for what I am

Question

My questions in life:
1. Who will love me and call me there own?
2. When will I be accepted for what I am?
3. What is my purpose in life...

Prince Charming

Days go by
And no one is by my side
I sit and sigh but do not cry
For I know my prince charming will soon arrive
Who knows who he is, only that he is mine
Will he like me for who I am, or what I am not
That is the true thought

How long must I wait in heart pain
Feeling this way is my pain
Pain is knowing
Knowing he is there
Tearing away what's left to spare
That I can not bare
Open wounds that dare to heal
That I no longer feel
Come as fast as you can
Or I will ban
This feeling of love never to be felt again

*Who will ever love me?

Names

Call me names
I am the one to blame
I do not hide in shame
in every way
Put me down
And I will drown

One word can change a persons mood, I am considered a dork. This word goes down to heart ripping the bandages apart.

I am what you say I am...

Alone as the moon in the sky
Sometimes I want to die
May my heart crumble
And tumble
Down this path
Of my upset wrath
I am clear as day
with what I say
My words unspoken
Spirit Broken