Everywhere I look there you are,
I'm tired of living in despair.
I thought you were the one to pull me out,
but now I have a big doubt.
Friends say you are fake,
that it all would be a mistake.
That all you want is ass,
I wish that thought would pass.
I sit at night in the dark, alone.
My body thrown,
thinking of you
and what you really want to do.
I want to cry,
or maybe even die.
I thought is was a dream come true,
but I find that I'm just a joke to you.
I'm not nothing,
just a fling.
Ugly and mean,
stupid little mistaken teen.
Good night,
I must turn off the light.
It's time to think,
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Written June 5th, 2004
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yeah im so glad i dont think like this anymore yay!!!!
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hey good write, soaked with talent and dripping with emotion keep it up and remember not all guys are pigs, Peace-
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wow.. this is an awesome poem. i really liked it. the flow in this poem was amazing, and i just liked how you used your words in it... guys can be such jerks...great job on this poem though. cause i reallly enjoyed it, and can relate.
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great write!! but hes not using u!!! i talked to him last night!! i swear on my life!!
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wow this poem is really really good. im sure he isnt using u. -amy*
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Sometimes thats just what a lot of guys want
sad but true, but sometimes, your friends could be wrong too. You have to follow your heart, and if it does come down to him just wanting ass, then its up to you whether you want to give it to him, you know? Follow your heart huni, good write.
LaLa
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