by .:Ash~cloud:. » Sun Apr 10, 2011 7:54 pm
sometimes i just get sick and tired of being told what to do and having labels stuck on me like " your fat " "you smell" and i just want it to stop but what would the world be without a nasty word mentioned well for a start we can dream but it will never happen; look at the wars happening we are losing men to nothing no one deserves to wake up in the morning and feel fright, saddness or anger like me, i have lost my life, so if you still have yours KEEP IT THAT WAY, there is a song by avril called "what the hell" and i feel like that
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Im in a field because things did not go my way poem by me!
Why did I get involved? does he still love me? I hope so…
I lay down in the daisies, trying to think of something to do, gifts wrapped
I see a lady walk past with her dog “ these daisies look nice” she bent down beside me and wiped my tears “cheer up” she whisperd “things will work out” she left clasping some daisies, her dog at her side. I rolled on my belly looking at the daisies, being blown gently into my face, surrounding me like a blanket by the wind I plucked one out from the ground, about to strip it of its identity, without these its just bare I was just about to when a voice said inside my head : “why ruin a perfect, beautiful flower when I know he loves me not?” I tossed it and watched it fly away