

I am all I need to findWell I am bored. && troubled. I have a love. I have a life. Don't know what to do with either of them. Could blame on the late nights. But it ain't so late. Wanna drink it all away. The kids are up so I'll have to wait. Can't get up. Bill Gates is holding me down. Watching me now. He's gunna erase this before our thoughts combine/// Or leave it so you read it & get confused. Like.. "What the fuck is she talking about?".. That's just like Bill & I know you. Gunna shake until my head aches. Then I am gunna complain. It's the gas. &nI am all I need to find


SpidelySpoochesWhere do people think of going when they want to get away? Hell,SpidelySpooches
I am sure of it, Would make a far better lemonade stand
Than This paper fortress I have Lied my way into. A hiding place, You will never find me. You couldn't even begin to formulate your brain To make you move towards that course of action. Nope. We blink. I have forgotten. Therefore I am. What's it like to be where you are? Still you remain where I once was. I once was where you found them. Therefore you are with someone else. Doing what we used to do. &nbs


18yrs.And I still can't get away from it.18yrs.
Not that I am ashamed or anything.
It's just, damn, I can't believe it's that easy.
Too look at me and give me a name.
A label.
A color.
Besides the fact that, well wow.
I am a color.
We are not all the same, you know.
I don't just look at you and go "Damn lite brite get out of my face".
Because you actually mean more than that.
In fact you don't mean that at all.
You've looked


Old poem: Goodbye old love.when i get back you're gone it's been so longOld poem: Goodbye old love.
since you held me close you told me you'd miss me most that was long ago so i guess you'll never know
how much i tried
with all my tears now dried
no it wont make a difference but you should know all my love is to you since you loved me back then we fell off track
go on with your life without me im fine i just wish you the best
glad i got that of my chest....
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your poetry is horriblei am irrepressible teenage angst. here is my bitchy poem. whine. moan. woe is me. (insert typo here) i can use drastic S P A C I N G to make my point (insert computer shorthand here) my girlfriend just dumped me. whine. perhaps i canyour poetry is horrible
write at length about s u i c i d e (insert trite phrase about loneliness) because i am ohsotouchy
sob.
so, to all you
heartbroken struggling adolescents out there shut the fuck
up
your poetry is horrible. &nbs
love you!
--
"This spring of love, resembles the uncertain glory of an April day..."
Punching the shit out if it.
I am amused.
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-Alex B.
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