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Old 01-15-2010, 04:54 AM

A Mother's Love
A love like no other
Is the love of a mother
These were the last words I heard
As she hid me under the kitchen floor
Things crash and people shout
I stayed silent in my spot
Or mother would pinish me

Things went silent and the crashing end
It was cold as I fell asleep
Morning came and still no sound
Mother wasn't coming down
Crawling out from behind the cabinet door
There was glass all over the floor

Tip toeing outside
I saw my mother on her side
I thought she was sleeping
But soon find out she would never wakeup
Crying til my tears won't come
I soon found the meaning to her words
She gave her life so I could have mine
And for that I'll always be kind

For a love of a mother's
Is like no other

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Old 01-15-2010, 04:56 AM

Why?
Why do I keep on living,
If nothing is ever going to change?

I hate myself,
For the things I can’t change.
I hate myself,
For the things I’m too afraid to change.

I want to be like everyone else.
But I can’t be like everyone else.
Why is it so hard?
Just to be like other,
To be normal.

I want to be loved like everyone else.
But I want to still be me,
And still be loved like everyone else.
To be loved for being me,
And only me.

I’m afraid to be out there,
Out in the crowd.
I’m afraid they think I’m weird,
And shun me.

Would they think I’m cool?
Or would I be just there tool?
Would they accept me, for me?
Or would they make me into what they want me to be?

No one will understand me,
If I ever let them see the true me.
I’m afraid to let them see the true me,
I’m afraid they wouldn’t understand.

No one knows who I really am,
And that fine by me.
Because if they never know,
They can never reject me,
For being my true self.

So I will keep on hide it,
Never showing my true feelings.
Crying all alone,
By myself with no one else around.

Wishing things where different,
Wishing I could be different.
Wishing I could be normal,
Just like everyone else.

I know I’m different,
They know I’m different.
They just never know how different.
If they did…
I’ll never be able to go on.

I bleed if you cut me,
I cry if you hurt me,
I bruise if you hit me,
I’m the same as you…

But I think differently,
I see the world throw different eyes.
Eyes you can never understand,
Eyes you would never try to undstand.

I’ll lock myself up,
And let it all out.
Then I see you again in the mourning,
Acting like nothing happened.
Acting like I am just like you,
I wont let you see my inner self.
I wont let you know I’m crying inside,
Because I’m not worth it.
I’m not going to trouble anyone,
Because of me.

I keep on living this life of lies,
I keep on acting like there nothing wrong,
Because that’s the only way to keep on living.

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Old 01-15-2010, 04:58 AM

Do you really know the true me?

What do you see,
When you look at me?
Some nobody,
Or some nice to be with?
But you only see the outer me.

You only see a quite odd ball,
With my nose stuck in a book
Spending my day with my hobbies,
Wail other stay out all night partying.
But that is not all I do.

What do you see,
When you notice me?
A below average body,
Or a beautiful flower waiting to blossom?
But you only notice the outer me.

You only notice a cheap last minute tutor,
To help you when exams come around.
I have the brains,
And others have the looks.
But that not all there is to me.

What do you know,
When you hear about me?
The winner of that award,
Or the best of my field?
But that’s not all I’m capable of.

Did you know I’m great at the same things you are?
Did you know I’m a normal person too?
Do you only know the un cool side of me,
Or do you know about my wild side too?
But you never wanted to know me.

You never paid attention to me
You never took a second look.
You never tried to know me.
Well then that you problem,
Not mine.

Because you will never know,
I could have been you most trust worth lover.
I could have been the best thing you ever had.
But that’s too bad,
Because you never cared to try to understand.


It’s tens years after graduation now,
And time has flied by,
I’m married now,
And working with a big company,
But you know about that already.

How fair have you come?
Is your present lover staying faithful to you?
Are you doing well with your current job?
I hope your life has been good for you,
But by the looks of it…

Too Bad never gave me a chance back then,
I bet you wishing you had now.

 


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