My Poetry

Here's a poem I did a few years ago, so forgive me if I failed epicly (I think I spelt that wrong).

Pictures

Pictures in my head
the innocence of evey kiss
the glow of love
the warmth of is smile
the joy on his face
when you tell him you love him
the look in his eyes
when he's with you

these feelings never really fade
etched in time, in your head
the more you want to forget
the brighter they become
the worst in the front
mocking you
the look on his face
when you said goodbye

My Poetry

I Am

I am strange and sweet

I wonder about people

I hear his laugh

I see an angel fly

I want to be heard

I am strange and sweet

I pretend that I am perfect

I feel his breath

I touch his soul

I worry about my friends

I cry for my lost love

I am strange and sweet

I understand that times are different

I say kids are in a hurry to grow up

I dream of acceptance

I try to be open-minded

I hope for change

I am strange and sweet

My Poetry

Well even though my only real follower has already read this, I'm gonna post it anyway.  Sorry i haven't posted in a long time, but I'e been way busy

Waiting

Waiting, Waiting paitently

Waiting here so gracefully

For the World to see me

For it to let me be me

I'm not a goth, emo, or prep

so don't put me on that step

I'm not a stoner or a jock

so don't put me in that stock

Just let me be

More than what you see

For more than just a face

Let me have my own place