This is a poem that i wrote. I was bored and tired of being treated different just 'cause i like being myself and not someone else. Anyways heres it is:


just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because you don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.

i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.

just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention

i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.

just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what you call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.

I awake
Morning sunshine across my face
I reach up to rub the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
I remember last night when he came
Came dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing his magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eye’s become dry
Eyelids droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
Now I sit awake
Rubbing the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
He will come again tonight
Come dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eyes will become dry
Eyelids will droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close


by Emily Rose

MUSIC

by: Charles Baudelaire

MUSIC doth paunlarin me like a sea
Towards my planet pale,
Then through dark fogs or heaven's infinity
I lift my wandering sail.

With breast advanced, drinking the winds that flee,
And through the cordage wail,
I mount the hurrying waves night hides from me
Beneath her sombre veil.

I feel the tremblings of all passions known
To ships before the breeze;
Cradled sa pamamagitan ng gentle winds, or tempest-blown

I pass the abysmal seas
That are, when calm, the mirror level and fair
Of my despair!

Keep your head up the lord
will bring u back up. The stars
and the heavens of earth will
put u in the right place at all times.


Keep your head up an evil friendship,a foney
smile will try to bring u down
but as long as u keep your head up, u will
be happy for miles around.


Life is strong,life is good, the most power will
will bring u upon the sky that will reach the heavens on earth.

Catch your dreams high in the sky, fight back and express your love, don let nobody tell u wrong. U have to keep your head up at all times. U are the susunod greatest leaders. Fight for education and keep your head up.

In my core my blood runs slowly and quietly.
Like water, gently gliding down a stream.
In the center of Summer.

All it takes is a look.
Not a look of gentleness, sweetness, or pride.
It's a look of disappointment.
They make my veins stop solid.
Like Winter among the earth.

I am never seen radiant, fiery, blessed.
Just a feeling of emptiness.
I need to die away and fall to the ground.
Like the leaves of Fall.

Never ever wanting to be reborn
In Springs bliss.
Like the birds flying free above me.
Just to start the lonely agony once again.

As I sprint through the hall, he follows.
As my heels clack against the marble floor, he follows.
As my breath comes faster, he follows.
As I turn around slowly, I continue to run, he follows.

He is close to me now, he whispers my name.
He breathes heavily, and laughs maniaclly.
He stomps against the floor, harder, as he reaches for his pocket.
He smiles, small, straight white teeth gleam with insanity.

I begin to slow, my ribs are burning, my muscles ache, my mind is spinning, my eyes are crying...
He embraces me softly, gently, lovingly.
I tense, my muscles can't take much more, he's too strong, I'm too weak.
His grip tightens now, as he holds a switch blade to my throat, he begins to cry.
I also begin to cry, as his grip loosens, I fall to the marble floor, still sobbing.
He also falls, still sobbing, he drops the blade, and screams.

This is a little poem I wrote. I wrote it from my heart, mind, body, and soul. I hope you like it. Comment if you can. :)
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I’m supposed to be happy.

I’m supposed to smile.

I’m supposed to laugh.

Yet, I can’t.

I can’t forget that he’s not here.

I can’t forget that he never was.

I can’t forget that he didn’t care.

You were supposed to be a father to me.

You were supposed to pag-ibig me.

You were supposed to care.

Yet, you didn’t.

Forgive me if I don’t understand.

I thought father’s were supposed to pag-ibig their little girls.

I thought they were supposed to be the dad that beat up their boyfriends.

I thought that I would have a father that loved me.


But, I don’t.

He doesn’t care.

He never will.


I’ve learned to forget him.

He’s no father to me.

He never was.


I’m happy now.

I can laugh and smile.

Even without you.

Dad.

If someone told you...
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would you do?

Would you cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
Or go into silence until the very end...
Would you pag-ibig the ones you hate the most or be the person you hide?
Would you pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?

Would you try and keep the sun from setting as your last araw ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else you say as you close your eyes.