I AM!
I am not nice but I feel.
I wonder but I don't know
what about.
I hear people talking but I never know what they say.
I see many thinks but never know what I'm looking at.
I want people to look to the past but not dwell on it.
I pretend to be something I'm not.
I fell things i cant see.
I touch and the smoothest things feel rough.
I worry that the día will never end.
I cry but tears never come.
I understand that not ever ones the same.
I say something i don't mean.
I dream but only see blackness.
I hope that someday someone we'll see through my shield I put up and see me.
I am not nice but i feel.
I am who I am!
I am not nice but I feel.
I wonder but I don't know
what about.
I hear people talking but I never know what they say.
I see many thinks but never know what I'm looking at.
I want people to look to the past but not dwell on it.
I pretend to be something I'm not.
I fell things i cant see.
I touch and the smoothest things feel rough.
I worry that the día will never end.
I cry but tears never come.
I understand that not ever ones the same.
I say something i don't mean.
I dream but only see blackness.
I hope that someday someone we'll see through my shield I put up and see me.
I am not nice but i feel.
I am who I am!
I look out my window the rains pouring down
I can't seem to turn this frown upside down
tu moved far out of town
Now I have no one around
I used to amor tu
Sadly tu don't amor me too
Pain and agony runs through me
So much tu can see
But not you, tu only look for my happiness
but I'm out and in distress
tu want the green fresh from the press
I just want to be better than the rest
Attention is what I want
But all tu give is a load of taunt
Are tu ready for love
Not really, so I'll get a dove
A dove's the bird of passion and feelings
But tu left me to rot like a banana's peelings
Sweet lover, I miss tu
Do tu miss me too?
Sweet Lover, give me your all
Don't let it fall
Give me a call
I get nothing at all
Sweet love, Goodbye
I will amor tu always *sigh*
Signed,
Your Sweet Lover
I can't seem to turn this frown upside down
tu moved far out of town
Now I have no one around
I used to amor tu
Sadly tu don't amor me too
Pain and agony runs through me
So much tu can see
But not you, tu only look for my happiness
but I'm out and in distress
tu want the green fresh from the press
I just want to be better than the rest
Attention is what I want
But all tu give is a load of taunt
Are tu ready for love
Not really, so I'll get a dove
A dove's the bird of passion and feelings
But tu left me to rot like a banana's peelings
Sweet lover, I miss tu
Do tu miss me too?
Sweet Lover, give me your all
Don't let it fall
Give me a call
I get nothing at all
Sweet love, Goodbye
I will amor tu always *sigh*
Signed,
Your Sweet Lover
My corazón is filled with sorrow and pain
tu hurt me for your own gain
But I'm moving on to greater things
No matter how much your words sting
I'll always amor tu
But why couldn't tu say I amor tu too
Keep moving is what I tell myself
Crying my eyes out all por myself
I'm gone for good not coming back
Go in the closet my clothes are off the rack
My pain goes with me wherever I go
I wanna go back but my corazón says no
Tell me do miss me
Probably not because your searching for your key
Don't tu miss having me around
If not then but now too late I'm out of town
tu hurt me for your own gain
But I'm moving on to greater things
No matter how much your words sting
I'll always amor tu
But why couldn't tu say I amor tu too
Keep moving is what I tell myself
Crying my eyes out all por myself
I'm gone for good not coming back
Go in the closet my clothes are off the rack
My pain goes with me wherever I go
I wanna go back but my corazón says no
Tell me do miss me
Probably not because your searching for your key
Don't tu miss having me around
If not then but now too late I'm out of town
Sometimes I don't understand
I disconnect my corazón and my head
why
why things happen to the people they happen to
why people hurt other people
why we, he, she got hurt
why tu hurt me the way-
pardon me-the ways tu did
no twelve año old should be hurt and treated the way I was
no one should be hurt and treated the way I was
and I know I danced around the truth
and I know I covered up your tracks
your lyin', cheatin', abusin' ass
tu hurt me
but, as they say,
pain demands to be felt
I disconnect my corazón and my head
why
why things happen to the people they happen to
why people hurt other people
why we, he, she got hurt
why tu hurt me the way-
pardon me-the ways tu did
no twelve año old should be hurt and treated the way I was
no one should be hurt and treated the way I was
and I know I danced around the truth
and I know I covered up your tracks
your lyin', cheatin', abusin' ass
tu hurt me
but, as they say,
pain demands to be felt
Shard of glass
drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
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drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
What did tu think? Tell me in a comentario o send me a message, please.
My family tells me that
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until tu read the compelling
poems tu will understand
why my journal of poesía
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
poesía and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
escritura this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my poesía means the way that it
does to me,
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until tu read the compelling
poems tu will understand
why my journal of poesía
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
poesía and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
escritura this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my poesía means the way that it
does to me,
Is it okay to be
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
más belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
tu that I don't
amor you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
amor me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like tu who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted tu I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami amor me?
Do tu know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
más belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
tu that I don't
amor you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
amor me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like tu who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted tu I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami amor me?
Do tu know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)