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Just because I wear all black,
Does not mean that I am goth.
Just because my hair is blonde,
Does not mean that I am stupid.
Just because I have an expressionless face,
Does not mean you have to fear me.
If you could learn to know me,
Then maybe you could learn to love me.
Once you see me smile,
You will open up like a budding bloom,
And tell me everything about you,
And I will listen and smile and share your pain and ideas...
For this is me.
Wait.
Let me smile for you.
Let me be your crutch.
Let me be there for you.
Do not judge me,
And learn to love me for me.
And I will do the same for you, too.
Does not mean that I am goth.
Just because my hair is blonde,
Does not mean that I am stupid.
Just because I have an expressionless face,
Does not mean you have to fear me.
If you could learn to know me,
Then maybe you could learn to love me.
Once you see me smile,
You will open up like a budding bloom,
And tell me everything about you,
And I will listen and smile and share your pain and ideas...
For this is me.
Wait.
Let me smile for you.
Let me be your crutch.
Let me be there for you.
Do not judge me,
And learn to love me for me.
And I will do the same for you, too.
A Masquarde
Day after day,
Everyone dresses up,
In splendid attire,
For the big masquarde.
Ladies paint their faces,
Men don on their ties,
Nobody seems to care,
That the ball is full of lies.
The room is filled with humorless jest,
Rehearsed dancing, without the flow,
Step one, step two,
Everyone knows its all just a show.
Feathered masks,
That hide every smile,
No one wants to change the game,
So you might want to plan for awhile.
Devious Journal Entry
Day after day,
Everyone dresses up,
In splendid attire,
For the big masquarde.
Ladies paint their faces,
Men don on their ties,
Nobody seems to care,
That the ball is full of lies.
The room is filled with humorless jest,
Rehearsed dancing, without the flow,
Step one, step two,
Everyone knows its all just a show.
Feathered masks,
That hide every smile,
No one wants to change the game,
So you might want to plan for awhile.
Something Wicked
You cannot see me, but I'm always there,
You cannot feel me, but I make your blood pump harder at my presence,
I am inside you,
But I do not live in you.
I nestle inside your mind,
Where you least expect it, where you never find me.
Im apart of you, yet I don't belong to you.
Im the thing that fills you empty,
That sings wretched songs when something wicked comes.
I laugh at pain,
And misery,
You hate me, yet crave me,
What am I?
Apologize
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for going upstairs each day,
When i knew you needed me.
I'm sorry for turning away,
When you called out for help.
You were the strong one.
You were supposed to one who was brave and i, i was supposed to lean on you.
But you got sick,
And the roles were swapped.
I'm sorry, for making excuses.
I'm sorry that i wasnt brave enough.
But to tell the truth,
You scared me.
You were so helpless, like a newborn child,
But your eyes were glazed with enormous doses of medication.
Thinner and thinner,
You slowly shrank,
Your muscles depleted,
And your skin tight as rope.
I'm sorry, for i couldnt, no i didnt want to
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guess I kinda know the feeling great poem