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Post by X x K e l Z x X on Feb 24, 2005 0:20:23 GMT -5
I'm so tired of living these lies Late at night I sit and cry Thinking of the things I always do Screwing myself over just for you Life's not the same, since it turned upside down I hardly ever smile, most often I frown I smoke way too many cigarettes to keep me cool And drink sometimes and wake up in my drool So finally I developed a world of my own I made up a lie and sat on my throne I'm really not gay, but I think it's okay Ladies are lovely, but men are my way I took a chance and experienced a new world And was left alone again, a sad little girl But I will survive this time, because of one man A man who simply helped me understand Who I am, and why I'm here This one's for you, John my dear
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Post by John Barnett on Feb 24, 2005 19:07:05 GMT -5
Kelly, this is great, thanks for giving me credit for helping you, you're most welcome. I hope things are better now that you have opened up to yourself, keep writing, it's therapuetic.
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on Feb 25, 2005 6:46:03 GMT -5
kelly,
this is awesome. not just the poem itself, but to open yourself up to a friend and to learn from them - and acknowledge and credit them - is something you don't see too often these days.
cheers
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Post by X x K e l Z x X on Mar 1, 2005 19:27:58 GMT -5
Thank you both
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Post by culupa on Mar 31, 2005 8:43:47 GMT -5
I think you are really good at this........
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Post by T.J. Barber on Mar 31, 2005 21:01:58 GMT -5
WOW!!!!
I missed this one. Dang girl, this was an awesome write. I bet this one took some real emotion. I am intrigued by this one. Awesome Kelly, truly great...
TJ
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