Can I Hate You?
Can I Hate You? I dont know.
te did so much, to make me smile,
I wish I hadnt fallen so hard, so fast, with my eyes closed.
te loved me,I think, I know I loved you.
I cant just throw it away over night.
I want te back, here with me.
I miss being yours, I miss it.
I know I'm strong, I know I'll live.
I know I wont die.
Can I hate you? I dont know.
I've decided I cant, no matter your choices,
It hurts yes, to see te go
But I can pull up my pullups,
And do it with dignaty,
Yes theyve asked, but i detto no
I dont want them, I want you.
But I guess that cant happen.
So can I hate you? No.
So were te just Lying?
I thought we were forever
Thats what I was lead to beleive
te grabbed my hand
te whispered in my ear
``Baby Girl we are forever,
like the stars and the moon.
I hope te never leave me.
I dont deserve te girl.
Babe I`m not sure of much,
but I`m sure of your love.
I want to hold te till morning light.
Dont leave, me here alone.
Baby we are the stars and moon,
never to be apart,
I Amore te baby girl,
That will never change``
I held your hand I nodded too
But at first I didnt beleive,
soon, though, te had me strong,
I beleived, oh god I believed,
I asked te What was up one night
and I was surprised when te said
Laying in letto talking to you.
Your breathtaking te know that?
Your drop dead geourgus,
your the most unique person ever,
and te always look and smell amazing,
and babe, your the Amore of my life.
I would be pretty much Lost without you.
I kinda get Lost when I leave school everyday
and your my reason I was put on the earth
is to fall inlove with te
I smiled and I believed, I believed with all my heart,
remeber at first, how hard te tried, to make me say
I Amore te too, and when I finally did,
how happy te were?
But I guess that is forgotten now,
but a memory, but a dream,
te detto It wasnt working,
te cbroke my heart, and crushed my soul
te broke my dreams
I dont mind the silence,
I dont mind the lonliness
then i look down,
te made me safe,
but now I'm crying
now maybe, I think I'm dying
So were te just Lying?
GROW UP
te need to grow-up. te know te do. People your age don't act like that. I don't, and i'm younger then you. I'm tired of dealing with this crap. I'm annoyed.
Grow up. Grow up. Stop recitazione like this, soon no one will like you. I mean come on, I acted like that when I was two. Everyone I'd tired of it. There's no need to shout, o make that noise. Shut up shut up, I'm trying to learn. Your whispers arent needed. I laugh at you, not with you. In fact I think I pity you. Grow up, Grow up
Changes, Changes
Changes, Changes
We must change
We are dynamic
Our life can change in an instant
It feels like forever
Changes, Changes
It's part of life
It's a must
Stop holding on
Let go
Just flow
Changes changes
te NEVER LEFT
te left,
Your gone
I guess I was wrong
The havoc to me your Amore brought
te loved me not
te thought me a toy
To play
And leave behind
I thought
I cried
I died
I waited
For te to come back
I wait I did
In vain I thought
te stood in the shadows
te watched
te waited
te learned
te Never Left
All the nights
I shivered
I quivered
I thought
at first
te were there
but after te not showing
I left that thought behind
te reveal your face
te mostra yourself
I realize te never left
but for me to grow
and for te to know
We just needed time
The Nightmare-A short Poem for a short story
“A whisper, a broken dream.
A horror that never was.
A Nightmare, to fill my sleep.
And run me dead,
Mocking Laughter
Sneering Grins
Why are they laughing?
Why are they grinning?
Their out to get me.
Their in the shadows.
Their in the dark.
The Nightmares;
They laugh malevolently;
They Sneer snidely;
Why?”
Dreamer
Dreams are twisted memories;
Powers from your deep;
Their cruel;
They give te hope;
They give te faith;
They string te along;
With their dreamlike state;
With their happiness;
The serentity;
And the te awake;
And they take it all away
These Poems are Like two years to present old. Most of them are nothing to do with boys actually, but arguments with my best friend, except for that one Were te just Lying, he was a made up boy, for a story I wrote.
Can I Hate You? I dont know.
te did so much, to make me smile,
I wish I hadnt fallen so hard, so fast, with my eyes closed.
te loved me,I think, I know I loved you.
I cant just throw it away over night.
I want te back, here with me.
I miss being yours, I miss it.
I know I'm strong, I know I'll live.
I know I wont die.
Can I hate you? I dont know.
I've decided I cant, no matter your choices,
It hurts yes, to see te go
But I can pull up my pullups,
And do it with dignaty,
Yes theyve asked, but i detto no
I dont want them, I want you.
But I guess that cant happen.
So can I hate you? No.
So were te just Lying?
I thought we were forever
Thats what I was lead to beleive
te grabbed my hand
te whispered in my ear
``Baby Girl we are forever,
like the stars and the moon.
I hope te never leave me.
I dont deserve te girl.
Babe I`m not sure of much,
but I`m sure of your love.
I want to hold te till morning light.
Dont leave, me here alone.
Baby we are the stars and moon,
never to be apart,
I Amore te baby girl,
That will never change``
I held your hand I nodded too
But at first I didnt beleive,
soon, though, te had me strong,
I beleived, oh god I believed,
I asked te What was up one night
and I was surprised when te said
Laying in letto talking to you.
Your breathtaking te know that?
Your drop dead geourgus,
your the most unique person ever,
and te always look and smell amazing,
and babe, your the Amore of my life.
I would be pretty much Lost without you.
I kinda get Lost when I leave school everyday
and your my reason I was put on the earth
is to fall inlove with te
I smiled and I believed, I believed with all my heart,
remeber at first, how hard te tried, to make me say
I Amore te too, and when I finally did,
how happy te were?
But I guess that is forgotten now,
but a memory, but a dream,
te detto It wasnt working,
te cbroke my heart, and crushed my soul
te broke my dreams
I dont mind the silence,
I dont mind the lonliness
then i look down,
te made me safe,
but now I'm crying
now maybe, I think I'm dying
So were te just Lying?
GROW UP
te need to grow-up. te know te do. People your age don't act like that. I don't, and i'm younger then you. I'm tired of dealing with this crap. I'm annoyed.
Grow up. Grow up. Stop recitazione like this, soon no one will like you. I mean come on, I acted like that when I was two. Everyone I'd tired of it. There's no need to shout, o make that noise. Shut up shut up, I'm trying to learn. Your whispers arent needed. I laugh at you, not with you. In fact I think I pity you. Grow up, Grow up
Changes, Changes
Changes, Changes
We must change
We are dynamic
Our life can change in an instant
It feels like forever
Changes, Changes
It's part of life
It's a must
Stop holding on
Let go
Just flow
Changes changes
te NEVER LEFT
te left,
Your gone
I guess I was wrong
The havoc to me your Amore brought
te loved me not
te thought me a toy
To play
And leave behind
I thought
I cried
I died
I waited
For te to come back
I wait I did
In vain I thought
te stood in the shadows
te watched
te waited
te learned
te Never Left
All the nights
I shivered
I quivered
I thought
at first
te were there
but after te not showing
I left that thought behind
te reveal your face
te mostra yourself
I realize te never left
but for me to grow
and for te to know
We just needed time
The Nightmare-A short Poem for a short story
“A whisper, a broken dream.
A horror that never was.
A Nightmare, to fill my sleep.
And run me dead,
Mocking Laughter
Sneering Grins
Why are they laughing?
Why are they grinning?
Their out to get me.
Their in the shadows.
Their in the dark.
The Nightmares;
They laugh malevolently;
They Sneer snidely;
Why?”
Dreamer
Dreams are twisted memories;
Powers from your deep;
Their cruel;
They give te hope;
They give te faith;
They string te along;
With their dreamlike state;
With their happiness;
The serentity;
And the te awake;
And they take it all away
These Poems are Like two years to present old. Most of them are nothing to do with boys actually, but arguments with my best friend, except for that one Were te just Lying, he was a made up boy, for a story I wrote.
I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve anno old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays Pianoforte and chitarra and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
Introduction
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that te could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story o movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, o feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as te probably know. Imaginary Friends can be anything te want them to be. An animal, a creature te made up, a monster, o just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary Friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that te could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story o movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, o feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as te probably know. Imaginary Friends can be anything te want them to be. An animal, a creature te made up, a monster, o just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary Friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
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It was the successivo day. I got dressed nervously, had Bruno thought I was a helper? I put on a blue camicia that detto "Do I Look Like I Care?" and skinny jeans. I ran outside to look for the bus, it wasn't there. I waited and waited, but it never came! I ran to school. I finally got to school no one was in the halls. I realized everyone was in class. I wrote a fake note in cursive the best I could. When I walked into class I gave the teacher the note. She read happily. Not looking angry at all, she detto "Oh! I didn't give te a note. It was saying the bus driver was sick and there were no subs availble. Sorry!" I replied with " It's fine"