Monday, July 26, 1999

Deadlock (Age: 16)

I hate this game I'm forced to play,
Pretending I don't care.
Hiding what I truly feel
Behind this icy stare.
I hate not knowing what to do
Yet, trying to somehow win.
Wanting so bad to tell you
What I hide within.
Why can't I take off this mask I wear
And let my feelings show?
Why can't I tell you everything.
To let you know what you should know.
To say what's important.
To open up my heart.
To tell you what you mean to me
And what I've thought from the start.
But I hate the thought of losing,
The thought of giving in.
But if I don't... I'd lose you.
No matter what, I wouldn't win.

Sunday, June 27, 1999

Repeated Message (Age: 16)

I heard a lot about her,
About the two of you.
I heard how close you were
And the things you used to do.
How much you used to like her.
How much you used to care.
How you often thought of her.
How you were always there.
How she was your baby
And she was your heart.
How you did everything for her.
Yet, she tore your love apart.
She acted like you were nothing.
She treated you all wrong.
She never showed she cared for you
Or that your love belonged.
Everything she's ever done
Says you weren't meant to be.
So what are you trying to say
By doing that to me?

Friday, May 21, 1999

Heaven's Angel (Age: 16)

I feel that I'm so lucky.
It's like a dream come true.
I never thought I'd fine someone
That's as perfect as you.
Your dazzling smile.
Your gorgeous eyes.
Your gentle laugh.
Your sweet surprise.
Your every word.
Your tender touch.
There's too many reasons
Why I like you so much.
You take away my troubles.
You soften my cries.
You're everything I've wanted.
You're my perfect guy.

Mixed Signals (Age: 16)

Some times it's so confusing
The way you make me feel.
I never know what you're thinking.
Your thoughts you won't reveal.

Sometimes my heart will skip a beat
Just looking in your eyes.
Sometimes I swear I'm dreaming.
You're just the sweetest guy.
And when I see you smile at me
All my troubles melt away.
The smallest thing to you
Could brighten up my day.

But now I'm sitting in my room
Waiting for your call.
My mind is blank and baffled
Just staring at the walls.

I know you always tell me
How much I mean to you.
You always say the sweetest things
But that's all you ever do.
I don't need you to tell me anything.
I already know your response.
I want you to tell me in actions
I'm the girl you want.

Sunday, March 28, 1999

Suffocating Thoughts (Age: 16)

What do you do when everyone you know hates you?
What do you do when you have no real friends?
What do you do when plain living is suffocating?
What do you do when you know your life must end?

Do you sit away quietly
Wondering who would care?
Do you huddle in the corner
And do nothing but stare?
Do you lash out at the world
For being so unfair?
Do you tell them all to fuck right off
To just get the hell out of here?

So, you finally realized you're just a joke
Now what are you going to do?
You think of ways to end your life
And make them feel bad too.
But do you think that they would care?
Do you think they'll even notice?
Do you think they'll waste time on you?
That you'd actually be missed?

None of that would happen.
When will you ever see?
To them you're just a nobody.
To them you're just like me.

Saturday, March 27, 1999

False Love (Age: 16)

I know you don't like me.
I know I was a mistake.
Everything that I thought was real.
Turns out to be fake.
All the love I thought I had.
The caring you pretended to give.
Is all a necessary act.
This is a life I'm not supposed to live.
I'm not supposed to be here.
You wish I wasn't born.
You regret what you did that night.
Your patience for me has won.

Monday, February 22, 1999

Shattered Innocents (Age: 16)

Everything's so different
From the way they used to be.
Nothing's the same anymore.
Even I don't act like me.
I changed within myself today
When yesterday I was innocent and sweet.
I used to be the cute little girl
That was everyone's favorite treat.
Things used to be so simple
Right was right; wrong was wrong.
And whenever something bad happens
In a matter of seconds the memories' gone.
I used to have such dreams
Of things I thought were real.
I used to want to ride unicorns
Through grassy green fields.
But now the world's a different place
To a girl at age sixteen.
Things now become so complicated.
There's right, wrong and what's in between.
What happaned to that girl I used to be?
Where's my willow tree by the stream?
Why am I not innocent little me?
But I'm me, picking up pieces of my shattered dreams.