Saturday, November 28, 2009

Second Best & Better

He is a little poem about feeling second best, like everyone is better than you and you can't compare, well two poems. I feel like this right now.


He tries...
He lies...
She was my friend first
My face was just pumpled into the dirt

I feel left out
Our friendship i kind of doubt
Even with friends I'm second best
My feelings just won't rest

Look at them, there so pretty
Look at me, I'm still so kiddy
It's worse now
I feel like to them i must bow

They act like they don't see it
Bet you my light will never be lit
Even with looks I'm second best
My feelings just won't rest

My grade on a test
It's my best
Someone got higher
The person who told me I'm smart is a liar

They can do anything
Maybe even sing
Even in grades I'm second best
My feelings just won't rest

Welcome to my second rate life
Bet you I'll be a second rate wife
Even with what I love to do
I'm number two

They say I'll fly
Before I can I'll die
Even in my own life I'm second best
My feelings just won't rest


There everything I'm not
everyone likes them a lot
With one letter
I knew they were better

How can i compare?
around them i feel like a fat, ugly, mean bear.
There better in every way
They bring joy to everyday

Why am i me?
Why not she or he?
There so perfect
I'm so imperfect

Everything i do they're better
I knew with just one letter
Better, that's what they are
They drive away from imperfection in a cool car

Friday, November 20, 2009

I carry your heart with me By EE Cummings

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (Anywhere i go, you go, my dear; and whatever is done be me is your doing my darling)
I fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (For beautiful you are my world, my true) and you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

Here is the deepest secert nobody knows (here is the root of the root, the bud of the bud and the sky of a sky called life;which grows higher than a soul can reach or mind can hide0) and this is the womder that's keeping the stars apart.

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)

This poem is by a poet called ee Cummings. I just adore this poem. I find it so sweet and this guy knows how to talk to a girl. I would love to have this poem written about me, but it's not. I still love this poem. Even if i didn't write it. I found it a which you can use to find any famous poet or poem.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

My Broken Heart

I thought we were meant to be
but now I see
Who you really are
You just give a scar

You always take never give
With you in my heart I try to live
You take me fragile heart
In you hands it was ripped apart

Now I'm trying to find the pieces to my broken heart
I'm going back to the start
I need a cure for my heart ache
loving you I fear was a mistake

I lay awake at night
waiting to see the light
I'm trying to fix my broken heart
You left alot of marks

It may be easy for you
So I'll find someone new
Even though you're still in my heart
I'll go back to the start

Tuesday, November 17, 2009


Here is a poem I have been trying to make perfect, from the
message to the words to everything.
So hoping you'll like it.
It's about wanting to break free and just be yourself.
Think of it like being trapped
in the dark all alone and escaping into daylight with friends.
Trapped alone in four boring walls
don't have nothing to play with, not even a ball
So far from anyone
my life shouldn't be done
One day I'll spread my wings
my voice will sing
My story will be told
My heart won't stay cold

One day I'll be me
One day I'll fly free
No one to say stop
not even that cop

Life will put up a wall or two
soon I'll stop hearing a boo
One day everything will be right
No more crying at night

One day no tears will hit the floor
One day there won't be a closed door
I'll find a way
just one day

What it is about/ Through it All

This blog will be about poems. I write poems and I'm posting them here. I would love comments on any poem. Let's start with a new poem i just wrote today, it's called Through it All. The idea of this poem first came from the song Concrete Angel by Martina McBride. The song was so sad, yet inspired me so much. So this poem can tie in with Concrete Angel

Everyday she lives with the pain
She's just trying to stay sane
With every scream she'll hide
There is nothing fun to ride
She tries to cover all the bruises
The fight of life she loses
The fright she has at home
Everywhere she is she just roams.
Through it all
she stands tall
Showing she won't break
Even with every single heart ache
Without anyone who will care
every night she says a hopeful prayer
At school she is just as alone
No one even asks about her broken bone
She just needs a friend
or her life will end
To hear what she's called
any day she just might fall
Through it all
She stands tall
showing she won't break
even with every heart ache
One night sirens ring out
everyone wants to know what it's about
she's wheeled out into the night
Her soul moving toward the light
She tries to hold on
Knowing she'll be done
she breathes all she can
Knowing she'll never have a man
Through it all
She stood tall
showed she wouldn't break
even with every single heart ache