Monday, 23 February 2009
Another day.
Another family fight. Oh well, i'm used to them. I can't wait until i get my work permit so i can start earning some cash and then move away from my own personal hellmouth. Also i can't wait until september when i will hopefully be moving away to study in winchester. I have four days to complete 2 pieces of coursework. For one of the pieces i don't even know what i have to do! By the end of march i have to have completed 2 art pieces. I have to re-write a romeo and juliet essay, also i have to prepare an oral report on Oliver twist! It's too much when you consider the missing relative, the fights, The ex and the other stuff... Oh well i guess i'll just have to live with it and get on with it. What else can i do? Give up? I don't think so.
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poetry of the damned
It's not fair.
I don't know who i am.
Why do i feel this way?
I'm never able to be myself. Not really.
There's always a piece locked away.
A secret i won't ever say.
A lie i'll never reveal.
I made a mistake. It cost me everything.
I'll never be the same again.
No one knows who i really am.
He thought he knew me, but he didn't.
She thought she saw me, but she didn't.
What they thought they knew and saw was a shadow of what was real.
Of what i really feel.
I'll never fit in. I'm an outsider. For that i thank God everyday!
Who wants to be cool when that includes getting drunk, smoking and screwing around?
But why does being an outsider have to be so hard?
I am different. More different than you know.
That's the point really... You will never know. Because i will never tell.
untitled
perseverance is what they say my strength is
They must be right
because i got hurt again tonight
Yet i'm still ready to love
Rebound is my second name
But not in the way you might think
I wish i could hate you
But i don't have the strength
One day my heart will not be able to hold on anymore
will not react to heartbreak with immunity
i think today is that day.
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