Day One
Breakfast:
None
Lunch:
small pasta with marinara
3 cookies
water
Dinner:
water
2 slices of ham
baked potato
Snacks:
wheat thins
pretzel roll
I liked him when I asked him, I promise! But, I don’t like him anymore. We can be friends, but that’s it. I feel like a bitch for ruining his evening, but I couldn’t lead him on like that. What’s better? Lead him on for one more night, or telling him the way it is? I’m sorry. I really am.
i will never have
perfect
hair
makeup
body
tan
clothes
laugh
personality
attitude
smile
height
nails
skills
intellect
conversation
love
for you
on paper
boy, on paper you are a rockstar
you make my heart do flips
i like it better when your far
and i cant see your lips
but baby when you come close
I cant feel our love anymore
we dont make contact, talk like foes
my hearts in pieces,
scattered around the floor
but baby when your back on paper,
you are my rockstar
id be your groupie
we could go far
but i forget real life
in hopeless fantasy
your coldness is like a knife
but baby,
on paper.
Richard
i ran
i run
i will run
i stayed
i stay
but i will not stay
i run
away from your perfect life
i am not the puzzle piece
that you miss
i am my own puzzle
dont make me fit in yours
for unlike a puzzle
i have legs to run away
i ran
i run
i will run
but
i will not stay
me to you, you to me.
talking to others
once sharing ideas
now sharing problems
once spreading technology
now spreading rumors
once poetic and elegant
now simplistic and crude
talking to others
is not for others
but for ourselves
for money
for power
for selfishness
once written word
now mindless text
communication
let it be said
it is not to be said
no followers
hello there space
good morning to you
for that is all i take
i take and take and take
so that i can give,
but the takers are also leavers
leavers always live
I wish to give, they wish to leave
a group of wishes, fine
their leaving lets me give,
a teardrop to my sleeve
a book thats glued shut
a trunk that never opens
a gift that stays wrapped
my gift is your gift,
but its not a gift at all
its just a stupid teenage girl
with bad poetry on her wall.
