Me & you.
You & me.
Dark & light, day & night
Weak & strong, grey
& white.
“So & so”
Smile & laugh.
Sane (you)
& insane (me)
Me & someone better -
Someone perfect & me
Mix & match –
No.
We’re moon & stars,
Winter & summer, rain & snow
& quiet & loud & good & bad
& you & me & you & you.
& me.
Me on the other side & you,
In the front.
Hand & hand.
The one that lives & the one that dies for the other.
You & me.
Me & me & me & no one sees
Me.
Turn & run
& don’t look back.
Me, now,
& you in the distance.
You & me.
Dark & light, day & night
Weak & strong, grey
& white.
“So & so”
Smile & laugh.
Sane (you)
& insane (me)
Me & someone better -
Someone perfect & me
Mix & match –
No.
We’re moon & stars,
Winter & summer, rain & snow
& quiet & loud & good & bad
& you & me & you & you.
& me.
Me on the other side & you,
In the front.
Hand & hand.
The one that lives & the one that dies for the other.
You & me.
Me & me & me & no one sees
Me.
Turn & run
& don’t look back.
Me, now,
& you in the distance.
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If you don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
You and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My friends had to like you a lot
and you felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
You think you're mr. I'm so cool
but you used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people you love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made you feel much better.
But the fight we had,
you said was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell you gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
You and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My friends had to like you a lot
and you felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
You think you're mr. I'm so cool
but you used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people you love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made you feel much better.
But the fight we had,
you said was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell you gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
Sleep was improbable
Emerging from my bed
Like a delicate butterfly
Raindrops pouring on my smooth, darkened window.
Pondering miraculous thoughts
About being a teen in America
Freedom to express myself as an individual
I want to relinquish my profound story
Being a teenager with freedom is
Hopeful
Rewarding
Honorable
Desirable
The past is behind me, the future is just beyond my grasp
Learning to be flawless through life's experiences
Having the pleasure to persue my ambitious talent
Being a teen in America simply is my stepping
stone to future greatness.