China doll

This is kinda last minute, but it's a thing that's been bothering me. I have recently begun calling my best friend a China doll because she broke her foot at a soccer tournament about a week ago, well it seems like she's not the only one anymore...

We all think that we're so strong,
Something that can never be broken.
The lie comes into light,
We're all so easily broken.

Just like a China doll,
We crumble into pieces.
Slowly falling apart,
Losing everything that seems to matter.

So yeah...Anyways I'm still pretty upset about becoming a china doll now, but hey, I'm trying to take it in stride. If you wanna add anything, or whatever to the idea,feel free.

<3 ya'll

Unbearable Pain

So if you know me, you know where this pain is from...

Tears--
Dripping from my eyes,
blurring my vision
I go to my knees
Praying it's nothing serious
Scared that I may become paralyzed
Yet only focusing on the pain
That unbearable pain
Trying to make it stop
Ice--
Pressed against the pain
Freezing my skin
Scalding at the same time
Worry--
A huge cloud surrounds me
Eyes that know
Know they can do nothing
Nothing but wait and hope
This pain--
It lingers longer than most
Waiting to reappear
Make itself known
With one false move...

Needed to Vent

So why are birthdays so worked up anyways? Some people have millions of friends and are utterly adored; therefore they get tons of stuff, while the rest of us don't expect much! The human mind is so convoluted that the concept of birthdays has become miscontrued as a ritualistic giving of gifts instead of a celebration of life. Plus people always expect parties from the person with the birthday, why not have someone else plan it? Anyways, coming up with ideas for parties and what you want is too much to handle, so you go into overload on your birthday! The day that's supposed to be all about you, and it ends up with you trying to please everyone else. It's mad!

On the otherhand, Alice in Wonderland was a really really good movie! I love the March Rabbit and of course the wonderful Johnny Depp as the Mad Hatter. I'm gonna buy that movie when it comes out....

Peace out! More poems and songs later. Just wish I could play the guitar...

The Girl in my Mirror

A shadow hidden in the depths
A glimmer in the shining sea
Concealed for so long
Unable to be seen by the one
The one who mattered most
At first the idea was scorned
Slowly eyes began to open
Just as hearts began to break
With the cracks and tears
Came someone worthy of loving
Someone worthy of caring for
Others had seen her before
Yet she was only halfway there
Finally the curtain raised
Out they came in all their glory
Seen in a laugh or a word
Each my own, I have found
Myself someone to be proud of

Masquerade

spinning around til the music stops
heart beating fast, expecting, waiting
hands reaching, trying to claw the mask aside
the need to run and hide is so strong
they wouldn't like the truth
let them keep accepting a lie
the mask keeps the pain away from home
never striking its intended target
they can't possibly want to understand
so why let them in?
hear the jeers and disdainful voices
when they find out, but they never will
because you just spin away and dance
to the beat of a drum that'll never be yours
because it's all just a game
a masquerade

Just move on

Okay, so this is meant as a song, so i'm going to put the chorus down first and then type the verses in order, the chorus is sang after practically all of them.

Chorus: it's too late now, you can't turn back
it's no your time, you ran off track
there's no choice anymore
it's over so walk out the door

1: broken heart, shaky smile
nothing like before
a tear streaked face, a long farewell
you've finally hit the floor

2: it's all gone
life is pretty quiet now
there's nothing left
love has just walked on out

3: so pick yourself up, girl
pick your body off the ground
say goodbye, you might as well just move on
it's no use, that boy is really over you

4: you're finally broken down
you've finally hit the ground
it's over now
it's all over now

5: it's too late now
the train is moving on
it's too late now
the boy is truly gone

6: (fading) it's too late now
it's too late now
it's too late now
so just move on

Book of Life

the pages of my life keep on turning

even though i'm only at page one...

they never seem to stop

everything going on as usual

whil i'm wishing it would all just freeze

so i can catch my breath...

suddenly the book slams shut

without an end in sight

leaving me alone between the pages

just waiting to be freed from the darkness...

i want...

i want to write a song
a song to open eyes
a song to open hearts

i want to make them see
see that their life's a gift
see the love i can give

i want to save the world
the world we need
the world that needs us

i want to find joy
a joy that stops the pain
a joy that heals all hurt

i want to keep my friends
friends who make me laugh
friends who catch me when i fall

Sunrise Greeting

Adrift at sea
I've lost everything
But not really
Because I'm still me

The changing tides
Pull at me
The thrashing waves
Batter me

Yet still I remain true
Unable to let go
I shall stand fast
As the day stands before me

Game of Masks

Put a mask on
Hide your true self
If only meant for a while
Never realizing that all
Life is is a masquerade
Hiding yourself
Behind layers of masks
Each different than the last
Never meant to be taken off
So put that game face on
And never take it off
For after all...
It's merely a game of masks

Looking Glass Cracked

I look in the mirror
Only to see a face
A face not worth seeing
A face filled with fault

Suddenly a crack appears
Right in the middle
Working its way out
Never ceasing its motion

I have cracked the looking glass
Don't really understand why
But I do know how
It's passed its judgement
And the answer isn't pretty

Alone & Ruined

There's a reason I should never be allowed time to think, especially about myself...

Full of impurities
She's the only one I see
Not remotely pretty
Far from being popular
Never going to be
Voted homecoming queen
The only part about her
That anyone would stand
Would be her caring heart
Her wide open hand
But no one waits to see
What may be hidden inside
Rushing to get away
They brush all feeling aside
Leaving her standing
All alone in the world

My Worth*

This was inspired by a really awesome friend to me. Enjoy

Waiting for my worth
Viewing the beauty of others
Thinking that I'll never be enough
Wishing that I could change

Suddenly friends appear
They tell me I'm beautiful
I brush them aside
They tell me to keep my hope
I laugh in their faces

Never realizing something..
They were right all along
I just never stopped to listen
Finally my worth has come