I am a Poet
Hello paper, alas we meet again. Nights of tears, days of jeers and many fears have brought me back here. Back to the start. The start of it all. I will quote myself for the last time: "with my pen I can wipe the smile right off your face. With my pen I can make you hide in disgrace. You can sense the bitterness, sense the hatred, sense the rage in the way I write. My pen can bite. Deep, where it gets you. I have the power to make you cry until no tears can come out. I've done it before, I'll do it again."
Keep penning they say, you sure? I want to scream. I'm different than I seem. I'm different than you'd dream. Look at me in real life. See my eye lined eyes, my full lips, my curly hair, my imperfect body. Read my writing and you'll see inside, I'm a soul hottie. Innocently naughty. The opposite of yes is maybe, the opposite of me is you. I've been disappointed too many times than I can count. I've been wrong without even a doubt; yet I still seem to be alive. You could say I've had a hard life. It's subjective, there's been better, there's been worse, there's been days when I realize I'm still breathing and curse.
I've learned the rules of life but they always change. It's like a never ending hide and seek game. There are winners, there are losers, but why can't at least some of us get honorable mention. A hateful intervention? A righteous suspension? No such thing as unconditional love, I've learned there's always, always something you can do to test the vulnerable heart, make it bleed inside out.
777 times I will forgive but not once more. I've strained my boundaries for the last time. Keep the loopholes in mind. The guilty go free, the innocent are charged. How's that for motivation? It's like caramelized s---. It's like a rainbow made of black and white. It's like giving custody to the one who hit. It's like a never ending commercial site. When does the good part start? I've come back to you dear paper, not because I need you, not because I don't have a choice but because you're my unwashed security blanket. Now do your job.
- Jenny
Background and tag done by Doolie. Thank you so much!
Hiya, I am Jenny. I am 14 years old and I am from the United States. I just write poetry in my free time. I'll just get a line in my head and once I get it down, I can elaborate on it. I like softball, volleyball, basketball, THE REDSKINS, writing, reading, listening to music, hanging out with my friends. My favorite music artists are Boys like Girls, We the Kings, The All American Rejects, Sarah Reeves, Casting Crowns, Avril Lavigne, Skye Sweetnam and Lily Allen, Flight of the Conchords. Hm, if you want to know more, message me. I collect ducks. I am a Christian.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7gbV7ZmmbM
(Favorite song)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4a9O_jm8YA4
(Other favorite song) I'm missing someone and no, I'm not in love
Tenth Avenue North- Hold my heart
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WifScmrU6CI
How long must I pray, must I pray to You?
How long must I wait, must I wait for You?
How long 'til I see Your face, see You shining through?
I'm on my knees, begging You to notice me.
I'm on my knees, Father will you turn to me?
One tear in the dropping rain,
One voice in the sea of pain
Could the maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breakin' heart?
One light, that's all I am
Right now I can barely stand
If You're everything You say You are
Won't You come close and hold my heart
I've been so afraid, afraid to close my eyes
So much can slip away before I say goodbye.
But if there's no other way, I'm done asking why.
Cuz I'm on my knees, begging You to turn to me
I'm on my knees, Father will you run to me?
One tear in the dropping rain,
One voice in the sea of pain
Could the maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breakin' heart?
One light, that's all I am
Right now I can barely stand
If You're everything You say You are
Won't You come close and hold my heart.
So many questions without answers, Your promises remain
I can't sleep but I'll take my chances to hear You call my name
To hear You call my name
One tear in the dropping rain,
One voice in the sea of pain
Could the maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breakin' heart?
One light, that's all I am
Right now I can barely stand
If You're everything You say You are
Won't You come close and hold my heart.
I love that song. It speaks to me.
By Your Side - Tenth Avenue North
Why are you striving these days
Why are you trying to earn grace
Why are you crying Let me lift up your face
Just don't turn away
Why are you looking for love
Why are you still searching as if I'm not enough
To where will you go child
Tell me where will you run
To where will you run
And I'll be by your side Wherever you fall
In the dead of night Whenever you call
And please don't fight These hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Look at these hands and my side
They swallowed the grave on that night
When I drank the world's sin
So I could carry you in
And give you life I want to give you life
And I'll be by your side Wherever you fall
In the dead of night Whenever you call
And please don't fight These hands that are holding you
My hands are holding you
Cause I, I love you I want you to know
That I, I love you I'll never let you go
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- Last seen right now. Member since March 26.
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, and quote is "I lift my eyes up to the hills, where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord; maker of heaven and earth. (Psalm 121)". - I am a 14 year old girl (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Eating granola bars. I just ate like four of these and I feel so fat...






































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(77)- I am in the groups A group devoted to friendship, AP Anonymous, Comments for All, Desolate of Heart, Quickie thats right wanna quickie, The Loft, The Rhythm Children
- I have 2,954 comments, 58 contests, 29 poems, 3 journals
Active Contests
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Hello. i am starting a new contest. It is a prewrite contest, i will comment in full on every single entry, but.. i will be deleting writes. i will give you a g1050 points, ended November 20, 89 entries
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Hi guys, After 8 people reserve, i will release the prompt and then you have 30-45 minutes to write a 12-16 line poem. 12-16 Lines. 30-45 Minutes. Reserve.800 points, ends December 1, 6 entries In Quickie
My Poetry
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Brace yourself beauty,
you're living in a world27 lines, 20 comments, November 15 -
Jaundice jeers June at jealous December
the sun is out but yet twilight covers it in dusk5 lines, 16 comments, November 14 -
You're looking at me saying what's it going be
My heart and mind are divided35 lines, 22 comments, November 7
My journal entries
Guest Book
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doolie on November 15I'm so happy that you like your new page Jenny. Any time you want to chat, just drop me a line.
Laura
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marandah : Hi Jenny. Pleased to meet you on November 8You have a gorgeous Home Page. I love seeing young people on this site - I think it is such a positive outlet; creativity. Keep writing...you are so talented...and so young (and I'm so jealous, lol!)
Bye for now
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tsuki no hime : music on November 7I love your choice in music. If you like Lilly Allen you might like The Verve "Bittersweet symphony"
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BrokenGlassRose on October 25yay for collecting odd things, i collect frogs. ^^
