excusesI'm fine,More Like This
I'm not crying,
It's hay fever,
I'm not upset,
Just day dreaming,
I said everything's ok,
I'm not being bossy,
I'm a girl...
As if that explains it,
It's all ok,
I'm not tearing myself apart,
I said I'm fine!
Please ask again,
I'll tell you this time,
But I won't be nice,
No, it's ok,
It's perfectly fine.
No, I'm not ok,
Is that what you want to hear,
Well I have little friends,
All of those self harm,
A few are suicidal,
My mum doesn't care,
Neither does my dad,
But of course
Don't Be AfraidCome back, my friend, what's gone wrong?More Like This
I know that you're sad, but where've you gone?
I can't understand unless you help me
here for you, I still am, Annie
You don't have to be alone, to cry in the night
I'm here for you friend, it will all be alright..
To Write a Poemto write a poemMore Like This
to dance and keep time
you dont need abnormal talent
you dont even need to know the rhyme
.You need to listen to the lyrics of the world
to walk the line in the sand
To follow the feel of the music
to know where to stand.
poetry is not difficult
not in any way hard or advanced
you just need to know how to listen to the music
And let your words to the dance
To dance along the notes on the page
To let your mind be free
All a poem is
Is writing down what you see.
Why Do You Persist?!"Why do you persist? Is this for justice? I am the ultimate the justice; I AM PEACE. No more pain; no guilt. I will rid horror from the face of this planet. No one will feel anything any longer!" Tolec Nal demanded from Zevais. The two twisted monstrosities stared at each other as the moon's gleam was most intense. Each one was broken. Each could feel how badly either one was wounded. The two had spilled so much blood; there was no turning back. The time has far passed for an IV.More Like This
Half limp, Zevais stared down. Drops of blood fell from his eyes. "I forgive you," Zevais told Tolec Nal as he struggled to look Tolec Nal straight in the eyes.
"You... YOU forgive ME? Why am I so privileged? Have you lost too much blood? Do you have more mental problems?" Tolec Nal told Zevais.
"I know what happened to her. I know the hole. Everyone goes away. You let her down; I know your broken thoughts. No time, no chamber shall ever repair," Zevais began to explain as he struggled to walk.