thanks,
Kate


missing...I miss simple math; and when paragraphs only had to have three sentences. When history was fun. When religion was about your faith and basic facts. When there weren't 6 ways to conjugate a word in Spanish. When science had an experiment everyday. When reading a chapter book was a great feat. When it was rare to get less than 6 hours of sleep. When make-up was silly and boys were still gross. When you could get a best friend by giving them a kit-kat and when the biggest friend drama was about who didn't get a turn in the swings. When your parents were proud of the simple things like noodle art.- I miss when things were simple, when I didn't knmissing...


therapyI swear you told me I was special, that I was something, that I was beautiful, Or did I just imagine that? You complimented and enchanted an innocent girl, and you say u meant nothing But to care for her, remember that that girl was me! you gave me hopes of being with you and right at the peek, when I fell in love I find you enchanting some other girl.therapy
I could hear my heart crumble, rip in two. but I just realized it was me not you. the one who built my hopes so high, the one who put you on a pedestal.
It will be hard these next few weeks not feeling like someone is thinking of me. I will have to cope and deal


Born to beWe were born to be loved Born to be hugged Born to be kissed Born to beBorn to be
We were born to be artists, and athletes, and teachers, Born to be famous or maybe Just born to be
Born for a reason, of great importance Born with a calling to change the world
Born to be something, not to be nothing To create everything and live out our dreams You and I, this world, are born to be


A battle I Can't WinI don't want to hear you. I cover my ears- but your voice still lingers.A battle I Can't Win
Your eyes speak louder as your face contorts and I brace myself for battle.
But my voice is
lost within myself, hiding, sick and wary.
My defense is gone- I close my eyes- shut you out. It's hard considering you're not even here, I don't know where exactly
you are. but your vindictive voice rings though my ears.
My thoughts are against me, I'm losing a battle against myself.


PoemsStanding on my roof Wind blowing in my hair All alone was I Because of my who I'd come to be Others only stared Then it began to storm Salt tears on fresh rain I fell off my roof Sure soon to feel more pain You caught me without harm Even in the awful beatingPoems
Of the thundering rain
All the tourment of lonelyness And all my inside pain Your my sheild and Coat of Arms My flag to show the way After all the awful things I said Even closer now you stay And my heart this Rooftop Storm tonight Forever will be warmed By a fire I'l
| I'm fun but shy! and i am a bit artsy. I love releasing my stress with poems and some occasional drawing! |
Allo. *waves*
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The one, the only Molly-Monster <3
HI!
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The one, the only Molly-Monster <3
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