Another 日 has dawned opon
another night for me to cry
the 愛 i hav e is hidden deep
the pain i only feel
say your sorry
say あなた care
but your not
i know あなた dont care
take me back
to the heavens
where i use to be
take me back wher i was born
where i once fell
i was born from the devil
from the pits of hell
where death is the only life
i cry myself to sleep
i morn over my lost
but its to late to save me
its to late agian
i have my own pain
and i carry yours
i can hadel it all
some call me the devil
some call mean fallen angel
but all call me me
all i do is ask for one thing
to be loved
its not a quickend death
it taked it time
but soon itll come

Our teacher sings The Beatles.
She must know every song.
We ask her please to stop
but she just sings, "It Won't Be Long."

And then she croons like Elvis.
She clearly thinks it's cool.
And if we beg her not to
she just belts out, "Don't be Cruel."

She then does Michael Jackson.
It drives us nearly mad.
We have to cover up our ears
because she's singing, "Bad."

She winds up with The Wiggles
または else a Barney song,
and, even worse, she tells us all
that we should sing along.

It's all my fault she does this.
I feel like such a fool.
I wish I'd never brought
my karaoke box to school.

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I miss you

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
ロスト in the cold world

Do あなた miss me?
I miss you
Does another little girl 愛 you?
I kinda hope so

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I am sorry for leaving you

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Do あなた hate me?
I don't hate you

Mommy says to get over you
But I cry and say I want you
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Do あなた still cry for me?
I still cry for you

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I never wanna grow up

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Do あなた still cry "Mama" for me?
Because I still cry "Baby" for you

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I'm sorry for dropping you
I'm sorry for losing you

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
Mommy bought me a new one
But she still isn't as fun like you

Santa will あなた bring her back to me?
Will あなた ラップ her in a bow all nice and pretty?
Clean her up and make her nice?

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I pray every night for you

Baby Doll
Baby Doll
I know あなた will come back to me soon.

A Wanderer A Dreamer



i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
あなた were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh

i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house または fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars

あなた didn't have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
あなた 発言しました your chance at 愛 had past あなた by
i told I'm here so don't あなた cry

our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light

あなた were like my Juliet and i your romeo
あなた 愛 me i 愛 あなた that's all i need to know
no longer will あなた dream of 愛 that's true
no longer will i wander my 検索 has led to you

バラ are red.
Violets are blue.
Creative juices aren't flowing into my brain.
To create that electrical spark.
That makes the light bulb go blink.

Should the verses rhythm.
This poem is not sublime.
What the heck am I doing?
All I know is that バラ are red.
And violets are indeed blue.
--
Just a poem I wrote for a school project that I thought was good and funny enough to share with the rest of あなた guys. I hope あなた somewhat enjoyed it. Thanks for 読書 regardless, and have a delightful, magical day. Cheers yo.

One small crack, just one comment
It only took one day
To convince her life had a price
A cost she couldn't pay
Happiness was priced too high
Hopes dashed, she turned away

Esteem it took years to build
Torn down in one day
Years later, she still believes
What caused her mind to fray
She thinks she is not enough
And so she wastes away

Finally someone notices
Her life changes that day
Someone 表示中 that they care
Three words is all they say
Simple words she needs to hear
They ask, "Are あなた okay?"



~an original poem によって me~

~check out me and もっと見る of my 詩 and 書く at quotev.com/sliverofstarlight~

On this lonely road
I let my thoughts to fly
with this calm wind
and my warm tears drip fast,
Too fast as my ハート, 心 is yet calm...


This burden I have carried
For so long,
Now all I need is to be free,
To see sunny days with whole
its brightness,
Its calmness.


The path is still muddy
And wind still blows,
Playing this symphony for the
Lame's ones,
For the ones whose voices no one hears.


I was born to be the queen
Of sorrow,
To hate the ones who are like me,
To lament infinitely
With this loneliness and questions
That grieve my tormented soul.


My days,
Filled with the same 苦い past
Enter deep into my mind,
Screaming and sobbing
In this dark room inside my brain
Where only God sees
the storm and mud and weeds of
My darkened thoughts.


I fear to travel there,
Inside my darkness and woe,
I fear to go back there,
I'd rather find some shell to
Run away,
Run away from myself.

I'm the toughest pastry maker who has ever baked a cake.
My impressive little pastries are impossible to break.
Yes, my クッキー and my カップケーキ will defeat the strongest jaws,
while my muffins are impervious to power drills and saws.

あなた have never seen a danish または a donut quite so strong
and I bake the fiercest fruitcake that has ever come along.
あなた can chew on them till doomsday, あなた can chew till kingdom come,
but you'll never get a nibble, not a solitary crumb.

あなた can whack them with a hammer, あなた can hit them with a stick.
あなた can stab them with a dagger, あなた can beat them with a brick.
あなた can drop them from an airplane, あなた can blast them with a bomb
but my pastries will exhibit only peacefulness and calm.

I expect you'll want to test them. I encourage あなた to try,
but you'll never make a mark on them and here's the reason why:
I do something with my recipes no other bakers do;
when the cookbook calls for "milk" または "water," I use Crazy Glue.

Peter passed a note today.
He gave the note to Anna.
She opened it and read it,
then she passed it on to Hannah.

The note made Hannah giggle
so she handed it to Cody,
who read it with a smile before
he slid the note to Brody.

Then Brody read the contents
and he gave it to Luann,
who opened it and chuckled
and directed it to Dan.

He read it with a snicker,
then he tossed the note to Jon
who couldn't help but chortle
as he passed it on to Sean.

The teacher heard us laughing
and she saw what Sean was holding.
She walked across the room
and took the note he was unfolding.

We thought we'd get in trouble,
but she gave it back to Sean
and smiled because it read,
"The teacher's awesome. Pass it on."

If only they could come to see,
または they could realize.
That all the mixed-up crazy things
Are why she hides her eyes.
She's holding back the sadness,
But her face gives her away.
She takes no time to express it
Because she doesn't want to say.
Her ハート, 心 sinks like the setting sun,
Sadness has pushed her down.
The ones that know her all believe
That she can turn around.
But none of them can understand
Just what goes on inside.
Rain and tears and storms thrash on;
It's why she always cries.
She hurts too much to look beyond
The sadness in her mind.
So one can only hope for her,
That happiness she will find.
If only they could come to see,
または they could realize.
All these things they're looking past;
They're why she hides her eyes.

A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM

Take this キッス upon the brow !
And, in parting from あなた now,
Thus much let me avow
あなた are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, または in a day,
In a vision, または in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see または seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few ! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep while I weep!
O God ! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp ?
O God ! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see または seem
But a dream within a dream ?

One of my お気に入り poems of all time & perhaps someone would like to add もっと見る Byron または make commentaries...

She Walks in Beauty 1814

"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy 日 denies.

One shade the more, one 線, レイ the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
または softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A ハート, 心 whose 愛 is innocent!"