FlyingI'm falling down, down, downI know I'm falling downI'm spinning round, round, roundI haven't hit the groundWell I know I might beJust a little bit crazyBut for you my dearThe world becomes clearI'm going up, up, upI'll never give upI've hit the sky, sky, skyNow I know I could fly
Delicate LifeA bloody knifeA smoking gunI wonder which will be the one?The deep blue ocean, the lighted seaWaiting there, waiting for meA fire, blazing deep and prettyIt isn't known to take any pityA rope hanging from the roofA death worst then times by twoI wonder which one will find me firstAnd if I live or dieAll I know is, misery hurtsBut despite that I'm still alive
Living Your LifeLiving large, living freeThat's what I aim to doLiving my life, living with vigorLiving with dreams to completeI wonder if I'll have the nerveTo stick up and stand out to fulfill my soulI'm just starting outThere's still hope for me nowI know someday. somehowI'll live my life to the best it can beI'll live up to my destinyI'll find the person that used to be meShe was buried beneath a mask of insecurityBut now she's come out to playApproach life with confidence, live life to the fullestDon't be afraid, or just don't show itYou need to find that confidence, and turn it into youThen look up at your dreams and don't let anyone stop you
How to SurviveI slumped down in my seat, wishing school would just end already.I needed to get out of here, needed to be free to run through our fields of sunflowers while laughing and skipping, and singing my song."Ok, class, you are free to leave." Miss Deroncher announced, her eyes glinting as she appraised the teenagers in the class. I jumped up, my purple backpack flying with me. As I was almost to the door, my best friend Grace came up to me and said, "Do you need a ride back to the farm?" She smiled with her perfect white teeth, of which I was so jealous."No thanks, Grace." I said, trying to make it seem like I wasn't in a rush. "I biked today."She shrugged, lifting the sleeves of her red checked shirt. "No problem." She walked out, her black ringlets bouncing in beat with her steps.I walked out the door fast, now in a hurry to get home and run. I walked through the white halls, passing boys joking around and girls fixing make-up. The minute I stepped outside the glass doors, I wished I h
I needed someone...I needed someone to hold me, and say it would be all right.I needed someone to let me cry into their shoulder all night.I needed someone who could accept me for all I am today.I needed someone who'd show me they love me any time, any way.I needed you, I needed all that went into you, all that you would become, all that you were.I needed you, I needed all the love, all your affection, all your blurs.I needed that kiss, lips so soft and sweet.I needed that hug, arms wrapped close around me.I needed all this, and that's all I wanted.But you turned around and walked away, leaving me haunted.I knew this might always come, I knew it might come soon.But the last words I expected to hear were, "I hate you!"So with shaking hands and sad eyes, flowing water down my face,I hope someone will take me to a better place.I hope I'll find my angel, hidden deep inside a soul,But for now, I miss you, and that is the whole.
Love PoetryLove is heading into pain.Love: The thing we all want too gain.Love is an illusion, a joke.Love can always make you choke.Love is power, fading away.Love won't wait one other day.