Hey Hey

well i think it is compleatly fair to say i am dieing and i mean dieing of bordem
doing nothing sitting on my can i need to do somthing
i feel like im sitting on a jetpack waiting to blow just bust out
and its so annoying
im just ready to bounce and just leap outta the page and show people what i can do
but the issue is that like nobody wants to listen im stuck being fifteen so nobody respect my opinion i feel like im stuck just in this loop this cycle
idk...

Goodmornin

well its more of an afternoon but ohwell that is besides the point
i am rather bored today i have nothin to do and im just chillin doing school(bleh) but ohwell doesnt matter
nothing really all that cool happend today so i mean ohwell

Hey

For all of you who even read my poem(and i dont think you did so here is the link http://whatisay-darksideofme.blogspot.com/) i am not suicidal i dont know whats going to end up on the page only my emotions
i have to keep this short cuz i need to do 6 projects in a hour
i love you all have a good day

OYI

to all of you i am creating a new blog soley for my poetry go there if you would like to read some

Hey

just a couple of poems ive written so ya let me know what you think

So ive been out and about and i dont really have alot to say
because im scared whitless by the events of my day
its scary in its own little light
but then a question screamed in my ear
Why we fight?
its a question no easy answer
i love the things i do and im a prancer
i skip from place to place
constantly hiding my face
maybe you wont find me
or reconize me today
cuz god help me i dont want you to see me this way
not this feeling or this hurt inside
so alone in my room ill hide
you dont call me you leave me alone
i dont know what sin this punnishment atones


well goodjob congratz dad you did it again
you beat me in poetry it felt like a kick in the shin
then adding insult to injury you let me know that poetry
might not be the best thing for me
i dont know if im writting this for a reason
i dont know how long ill be in this season
and i know your reading this right now
so im asking you not to come and make me sit down
just read and let me finish my tale
on how i plan to break this spell
i have my hurts i have my pains
maybe they are all the same
the same issue same problem
with nightmares that you cant fathom
with horrors just waiting to unfold
and all the silent scars i have that remain untold
it doesnt matter its just life
and i got that one from you
you remember it right?
your tough and thats a fact
what is it with my obsession
of hiding where im at
i feel horrible all the time
and maybe ill never earn a dime
maybe i wont go to college
i wont get that job
i wont make all this money
that i thought off
so i guess its to time get off of
this high horse ive been sittin on
constantly tellin you how my day was the bomb
maybe ill come out
be honest
and be real
maybe then you can see
how i feel
i feel tired
hurt bashed bruised
and im not saying this as a ruse
i hurt i hurt like a dog
maybe its time to clear this fog
know what never mind
doesnt matter
have fun dad
keep going
never let that dream shatter





hey how are you guys im just peachy so ya
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