Saying I’m perfect
Know that there’s things I can’t correct
Things in the past
present
I can’t stay an angel
I wish I could please you
Wish I could fit the image
You have of me

If I was perfect
I would be able to see
From your point of view
I wouldn’t be so mad
So hurt
I wish I was perfect
Able to trust
To believe.

If I was perfect
I’d be able to win the game
The game of life
Be able to win a name
A name for myself
Able to befriend everyone
Always having fun
I wish I was perfect
Capable of not hurting others
And myself.

If I was perfect
I’d be able to love me
To except who I am
Who I’m becoming

Thinking I’m an angel
Perfect
Something I’m not
I want to be the image of perfection.


Old! Well, It's okay... Hmmm... Could use work....

I don’t want you to think
I’m needy
I’s just one think I ask
One think I want
I’m not trying to be greedy
It’s just a dream
Every teen wants.

We want to be excepted
Excepted for who we are
Liked for what we believe
Loved for our personalities
We’re our own individual
I want to show you my dreams
And ideas
I want to be excepted.

You’re so disappointed in me
Why do you have to have such expectiations
It’s a lot to live up to
I want to please you
Please understand

I’m trying to grow up
Find my own person
The one I’m going to become
The one I am.

Growing up
New adventures each day
Always something around the corner
Not sure how to fix the mistakes
I make
I often catch myself doing things
I’d never imagine saying or doing.

Just bear with me,
I’m growing
Growing into an
Individual.


Again, an old one, It's okay, I guess....

One fight
Several lies
My watery eyes
Do you really believe
I couldn’t see through you?

I tried to ignore it
I tried to confront it
But when I did
It felt like I got smacked
I wish you felt that you could admit
The truth.

Our first fight
Wish it didn’t get this far
The silence
Deadly.

So many words unsaid
I feel like my heart bled
A thousand gallons
My eyes
A thousand tears.

The looks that were traded
Betrayal
Distance
Sorrow.

The feeling that are felt
Hurt
Depressed
Mistrust.

I used to be able to look at you
And think…
Here’s someone I can trust
Someone I can love.

I’m dreaming that I could
Wipe all the tears away
The ones shed and unshed
Put a bandaid on the injuries
I want to trust
Once again.


It's quite old, I don't really like it honestly.

Why

Explain to me
Why

Why you feel the need
To put me down

Why you say you despise me
But it’s me you talk about

Why you look at me so
One full of hatred

Why I’m the bad guy
And you’re the hero

Why you say I lie
When you don’t listen

Why you have power
And I’m weak

I just want a simple answer
Is it to much to ask?


It's okay? Maybe?

Judge Me, Judge Me Not

If I could ask one thing,
It would have to be,
Please don’t judge me.

Just keep an open mind
And maybe you’ll find
That I’m not as I seem.

I am still young,
Made mistakes and learned,
Took many twists and turns.

Remember there is more than one side.
Not just one person should get all the glory.
Don’t just assume it’s a true story.

So the one thing I ask,
Get to know me
Before you judge me.


Okay my opinions;
I don’t think it’s the best, I could be a lot better.
I think that my first and last (verse, section?) aren’t that strong.

Okay, your opinions?

New Titles

Take some time and look at this website, pretty fun. Mr. Hanson, I'm sure you can come up with a couple titles. You too, Mr. Kennedy.


http://lisayee.livejournal.com/66550.html

My mom's suggestions;
Anne of Green Tables? A young and plucky waitress meets the challengesof cleaning tables after a spinach eating context.
Spinnie the Pooh? A young bear is swept into tornado as it rips through the 10 Acre Wood.
The Alligator Curls? Two young alligators apply hair extenders on a dare.
The Wind in the Pillows - The hazards of sleeping on an air mattress areexplored.

Newest Moon

Due to my dad's comment, I took his advice and changed a few things, So here's the new and improved moon.

Moon

Sliding through the night
Guided by the beautiful light
The moon
I’m humming a tune
I’m at peace
Just walking alone
Barefoot in the twilight
I’m able to escape my life.

I’m feeling comforted in the streetlight
It’s a wonderful night
I don’t have a destination
Just walking, wandering
Trusting my guide
The moon.

Have an urge to run
I come to a hill
I stop running and stand still
Lying down
Staring at the stars and
The moon
Her calming light
Glowing on my face
I drift off into a dream.

I am suddenly flying
There’s nothing that I am not defying
I look around
I see the hill
Me sleeping still
My city I call my home
I’m finally free to roam
I keep drifting upwards toward my best friend
The moon.

Do Something

This post isn't a piece of writing, it's just a website everyone should check out.

http://www.dosomething.org/

It's a really great site, and I'm hopeing to become more involved in vollunteering and stuff like this website is offering.

So if you have time check it out!