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Saturday, December 3, 2011

Here We Stand

Here we stand all over again
With our feelings all around
Not knowing where to go
Not even knowing how

We tried to be friends
Each and everyday
But when we touch
It seems there's no way

We're left so confused
Wanting one another
Knowing it can't happen
When we're moving closer

I find it very hard
To express how I feel
Waiting for things to sink in
That doesn't yet seem real

If only I really knew
How much you cared
The fear of you leaving
The fear that leaves me scared

I love you more and more
Through the good times and the bad
Not able to show you
Just leaves me tangled and mad

We can't keep changing
The feelings that we have
You and me together
Or split in separate half's
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Closed Doors

I cry myself to sleep at night
Just wishing it would stop
Maybe tomorrow it will cease
Then again, maybe not

You push me and you poke me
You call me hurtful name
To me it's like a prison
To you it's fun and games

Your heart is made of ice
But it doesn't even deserve that
Mine was once a rainbow
But you have moulded it to darkest black

I hate you, I hate everyone
There is no one I can trust
Are you proud of what you've done?
You've turned my soul into dust

If there was a door I could open
A simple path I could tad
I don't want to be stuck here forever
In this endless spiral of dread
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You Don't Really Love Me

You left when I was only two,
Daddy had no idea what to do.
You never turned to say bye,
If you had, you would have seen Daddy cry.

I forgot all about you as I grew,
And Daddy mentioned you few and few.
I went to school and became distressed,
The first day I came home a mess.

Being when you left I was small,
I couldn't remember you at all.
I thought that I just didn't have a Mommy,
Until a new kid saw me.

She asked about my Daddy,
I said he was nice.
She asked about my Mommy,
And I froze like a vice.

I then asked, "What's a Mommy?",
And she let out a laugh.
"A Mommy is a person that loves you,
And makes you take a bath."

I told her I didn't have one,
She looked at me sad.
"Of course you have one silly!
She's the girl version of Dad!"

I stared at her for quite a while,
But couldn't get myself to smile.
A few tears slid down my face,
"Wait! Don't cry! Why don't we have a race!"
I shook my head and walked away,
And I will always remember that day.

The day I felt my most crummy,
Is the day I realized my Mommy didn't love me.
For if she did, she would have stayed.
Each day I always prayed.

She would quit her cheating,
And cut back on the beers.
I wanted her close,
As I looked at my peers.

I wanted my Mommy back,
Even if she didn't love me.
I wanted my Mommy right then,
Just so she could hug me.
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