September 21, 2006

my poem

its like when i cant have u i want you

an when i can i dont

im not finding this funny , its not a game i like to play

i wish theses feelings would stop , wish theyd go away

the less attention u give me the more i desire

but when u shower me with it the consequences are diar

when ur not around i cant stop thinking of u  of how ill stop these feelings how ill pull my mind through,

 so do i like you or not , well how can i decide  when one minite i like u the next ur a thorn in my side


Posted on 09/21/2006 3:23 AM Comments (4)

September 18, 2006

this is my and julies confusing chain

i really like this boy who i think likes julie

n julie likes this other boy who likes her too

n he also likes someone else as well

 as her n she likes someone else as well as him

n he likes her too

ahhhh confusing ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,


Posted on 09/18/2006 1:31 AM Comments (0)

September 15, 2006

my coool poem

today i tried to smile at you to see if youd reply

you just looked right through me and then walked on by

i told myself u just didnt see

i told myself u did love me

today as i sat next to u in math

i watched u n ur friends just have a joke and have a laf

not once did u look at me n not once did u say hi

why do this to me why make this gurl cry...

at lunch u walked past me n i was watching u eat

u smiled so i walked over but tripped over ur m8s feet

my belongings were shattered but my heart was so shatterd

all i ever wanted to was just tell you how much i care tell you that when you need me i will be right there

tell you taht wen im near you my heart beats so fast

tell you your my first love and definatly my last

but u never gave me that chance no

never gave me the time of day

maybe it wasnt meant to be

maybe its better off this way


Posted on 09/15/2006 2:37 AM Comments (3)

September 8, 2006

skool sux

silly n billy idiots 4eva ,

never a dull moment when we are together

we like emo bands like panic and fallout boy

and watch programmes like pokoyo who looks like a toy

we eat ms burgers and chips put red felt on our lips

take photos dress up and wen we say each ova we say sup!

we beat each other up we argue all the time , but we realise were silly n billy n go

 back to being fine , without silly id be doomed to a non smiling non lafin life id

probably go suicidal and put my wrist to the knife

now my poem is over but dont cry

xx

 

 

 


Posted on 09/08/2006 2:30 AM Comments (3)
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