 | If youre best friend ever died,
Would your heart bleed inside?
Would you cry a million tears?
And finally release all yours fears?
What if your mom died?
Would you go around telling lies?
Would you make up stories?
So, the other kids would confront you?
What if you dad died?
Would you remember the last thing he said?
Would you remember the jokes he told?
What if your brother died?
Would you have cried?
Would you remember what his room looked like?
What if your sister died?
Would you have wished you cried?
Would you remember hanging out with her that night?
What if I died?
Would you of cried?
Would you have lied?
Would you remember what I said?
Would you cry a million tears?
By me
written a few days ago UGLY
by me
Why do I have to be so ugly?
Why can't I look like her?
I hate how I'm to skinny
I hate how big my nose is
I especially hate my smile and the way I talk
I hate the way my nails are always to short
I have the way my skin is way to white
I hate how my eyes are too small
I hate the way my lips look
I hate the way my feet are too small
I hate how I have too much hair
I hate everything about me
So, what makes me think?
You'll like me?
Why do I have to be so ugly?
Why can't I look like her? I know I said I was over you,
I know I said I didnt like you,
I know I said I didnt care,
But a pain in my heart comes,
When I see you hanging with her,
I promised myself I wouldn't fall for you again,
But this pain in my heart wont go away,
I can only imagine you with me,
I wish you would tell me you love me,
I wish you would say you cared,
I dont want to hear no
I dont want to hear reasons
Listen to your heart and tell me what it says.
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Bleeding
I never thought your heart could actually bleed,
But I watch my blood bleed all over the kitchen floor,
Because my heart is just one bleeding sore,
That just wont heal anymore.
I watch as I put a sharp knife to my vain
You may call me insane, but I cant deal with this pain (anymore),
For my heart is that cold red blood gushing out of my wrist
I wish I could just fight this,
But my heart is dying from this pain,
Bleeding from a million different directions
As I take the first cut and the blood starts to bleed
Just three or four more cuts that all I need
My arm goes numb and the pain disappears.
I open my eyes, see the blood far, and near
I sit on the cold hard floor and think,
These old scars on my arm are wounds that have healed.
But the sore in my heart will never be healed,
It will always be bleeding
by~ me (Jill), some help by teen!
Aug, 31, 2001
**note to anyone that reads this..this poem doesnt explain about me in any way i was just bored and wrote about that so please dont think i cut myself**
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Untitled
Why do you do what you do?
Does that make and sense to you?
Or do you find joy in watching these tears run down my face?
In this slow and steady pace
When I finally get you out of my life
There you are the next year wanting me back
(So I thought)
I thought I ment something to you
But the things you do;
Are just a fucking game to you?
Whenever I try to tell you something, you run away
Every single fucking day!!!
Im getting tired of these endless nights
Crying until my tear have just about run out.
I just wanted you back in my life
But I can tell youre not ready for me in your life.
But why do you do what you do?
Does this make any sense to you?
Or do you find joy in watching these tears run down my face?
In this slow and steady pace.
By- Jill Viravec
Aug. 28th 2001
I WISH
I wish I could just close my eyes;
And have all my problems fly away,
I wish life just came easy;
With no problems at all
I wish I looked like those girls in the mags;
Ever so pretty and guys all wanting them
I wish all my life problems;
Would just drift away like sand;
I wish I wasnt so lonely;
Like a little girl who sits in a Corner and stars at the walls
Thinking about how her life could be better
With no problems at all..
I wish i was a little kid again;
just worrying about what toy to play with;
not worrying about who to please
I wish I could close my eyes
And have all my problems fly away
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