So i shall! Here's a poem i wrote a few days ago...hope you enjoy every second of it. Just so you know, it's way better outloud...I'm sorry some of the words don't rhyme =/ I'm officially my own pet peeve.
If I could play guitar,
I'd write a song for you.
But I guess for right now,
These words will have to do.
My mind is going crayzee,
Emotions are on edge.
If you looked in my eyes,
You'd see I'm on the ledge.
I don't want you for her,
But I don't want you for me.
I just want you to say
You'll read to me in a tree.
It also wouldn't hurt
To hear a few more words.
When I hug you say,
"If you're a bird, I'm a bird."
Dance in the rain with me,
Sing a silly song.
Maybe watch some Hepburn
And talk all night long.
Argue and debate me
When Georgia's burns down.
Tell me you'll be there
When there's no one else around.
Protect me from scary things
Like moths and demon cats,
And don't be ashamed
When I wear my crayzee hats.
Dancing in the Moonlight
Is for sure a MUST DO!
That's what I have planned
Just for me and you.
Don't kiss me, but distract me.
Don't hold me, but be there.
No need to say you love me,
But only that you care.
We'll make silly faces
At the people passing by.
You won't be scared to hold me
If and when I cry.
My glasses are a part of me.
You know this through and through.
And I'll just go crayzee
When I try them on you.
Secrets are a given,
And inside jokes are too.
I'll never have to wonder
If what you say is true.
So this is my big plan.
No marshmallows, no ships.
Just you, me, a movie,
Some popcorn, and some chips.
I can't do this on my own,
I just might need your hand.
In my world this would work...
But my world's a Wonderland.
So, who knows?
-Hannah
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Much Better!
Today was a much better day than yesterday. I hardly had any homework and actually completed it BEFORE 8pm. now THAT'S something, right there. I'm happy today was looking up, even if i did suffer a painful injury during volleyball, lol. Tomorrow it's not gonna be pleasant carrying my books around with a rather painful side, but i think i can handle it. i always can ;)
I know there's someone somewhere,
Someone who's sure to find me soon.
After the rain goes, there are rainbows.
I'll find my rainbow soon.
Soon, it won't be just pretend.
Soon, a happy ending.
Love, can you hear me?
If you're near me,
Sing your song
Sure and strong
And soon.
...i sure wish i could find my Thumbelina movie =/
-Hannah
I know there's someone somewhere,
Someone who's sure to find me soon.
After the rain goes, there are rainbows.
I'll find my rainbow soon.
Soon, it won't be just pretend.
Soon, a happy ending.
Love, can you hear me?
If you're near me,
Sing your song
Sure and strong
And soon.
...i sure wish i could find my Thumbelina movie =/
-Hannah
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Just silly of me...
My emotions are literally retarded...they have no clue what the crap they're doing! I can't even sort them out or put a name to them or tell others how i feel, because I DON'T KNOW! I feel like I'm sad, but then not, cuz i'm angry, but not because i'm happy, but not....i can't even...ugh! but anywayz...here comes another poem. I'm totally shootin' it from the hip this time, so in the words of the King, "Don't be cruel."
Don't look me in the eye
Because I know you'll see
The difference in the spark
I once had inside of me.
The smile on my face
Is real and true and pure,
But I can't help but feel
That I am quite unsure.
Sometimes I just get so mad
I want to yell and scream,
But other times I just break down
Like someone ripped my seam.
My tears are at the edge of me,
So watch out when they fall.
I know that when they finally do,
You won't see it at all.
Those stupid little butterflies
Won't quit flying around.
The nerves won't go away,
And my mouth won't make a sound.
So I guess I'm in a pickle,
And a big one. Yes, It's true.
I will never sort this feeling out,
Cuz I'll never sort out you.
-Hannah
Don't look me in the eye
Because I know you'll see
The difference in the spark
I once had inside of me.
The smile on my face
Is real and true and pure,
But I can't help but feel
That I am quite unsure.
Sometimes I just get so mad
I want to yell and scream,
But other times I just break down
Like someone ripped my seam.
My tears are at the edge of me,
So watch out when they fall.
I know that when they finally do,
You won't see it at all.
Those stupid little butterflies
Won't quit flying around.
The nerves won't go away,
And my mouth won't make a sound.
So I guess I'm in a pickle,
And a big one. Yes, It's true.
I will never sort this feeling out,
Cuz I'll never sort out you.
-Hannah
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