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Maybe poetry isn’t my calling Maybe science isn’t for me Maybe laughing and smiling Aren’t exactly my strengths Or even getting by from day to day Maybe I don’t have any talents
Tonight... I'll release the pain! Tonight... I'll show you who I am! A sight... I'm afraid to let you see! A fright... A monster of a man!   I've been trying for so long to let them see,
maybe someday i'll understand maybe someday i'll know why maybe someday i can make my own choices maybe someday we can talk about it maybe someday we can be friends again maybe someday we can laugh about it
Dear Uncertainty,   Maybe life will turn out good. I'll be content and have withstood all of life's roadblocks, knock on wood.
maybe when you left my tears weren't because i lost you maybe because i was alone with my own thoughts maybe i was in love with the attention you gave me  maybe i was in love with you
Pinocchio.  What if the fact that his nose grows everytime he lies was false? He is actually a pathological liar whose nose grows everytime he tells the truth. But Disney wanted to keep that part a secret. Why?
Maybe it was the stars at night that triggered my poetic flight. Maybe it was the heat of fire that made my soul aspire. Maybe it was the cold wind from the north that brought my dexterity forth.
"I am so different now I never wanted to stand out I wanted to fade into the crowd But my thoughts were just too loud A whisper to a shout The words come pouring out."
I pledge Allegiance to the flag of the United States of America.   This first line always makes me queasy. It doesn't sound
I've been staring at the ceiling, it is off white, and bumpy, and very, very boring.  sometimes it is so lonely your chest feels like its made of glass,  
I think the saddest word is maybe Maybe I did It Maybe it was not me Maybe I will never admit   If I may be a good girl  Maybe I should wait
Maybe my mistake wasn't loving you. Maybe my mistake was. Maybe my mistake was letting you go. Maybe my mistake wasn't. Maybe my, Maybe this, Maybe, Maybe, Maybe... Maybe you still care? I do.
I sit in a tireless pit A rage of violence that he let sit I can be a good boy Yes, I may I can't help it that I am gay I sit under the hellish gray Awaiting the day I see painted skys
If I aspire to nothing I will be nothing. If I work hard I'll only be disappointed But... If I work for me I will achieve greatness.   If I live to love I shall crash and burn.
i look down  my toes are wiggling nurvously, as the blinking number between my feet is not where i want it to be.  i close my eyes. tight. tighter.
He's white and tan and blond smoldering blue eyes He plays baseball, a star jock   She's black, well brown-skinned actually Her hair is jet black and shiny, Shoulder length and gloriously curly
You’re so maybe, just maybe
she looks at herself in a mirror she looks at her face at first glance she is relieved she feels okay that this is who she is and in okay with the fact that she cant change that
stared at her  The girl I loved  And she stared back As tears glistened In her deep brown  Glossy eyes She took my hand With hers She took my hand 
Should I hold it all in...or should I cry it all out? But I don't want to disappoint them,  I don't want to be given the doubt. They think I'm strong. They think I can do better. But how can I?
Becoming a part of but I don't Feeling separate and different Not considered or thought of Even when we are so close My presense vanishes in your sight As brave as I am I can't make you value me
it's true, I say that the pain stays inside that we don't know where to hide but why? you ask because we're broken because we're lost because we are alone
I pray that love sets me free and though im blinded by hate, love overcomes me. I pray that one day I learn to live so that I wont be afraid to die and that there remains many reasons in this world for which I will never have to cry.
Maybe I'll start today or tonite Maybe I'll think on a daily Maybe I'll give him what he wants Maybe she'll recognize me Maybe this will be the last time I feel pain Maybe I can do this!
I believe that you're special. I believe that when you hear my voice you smile. I believe that your heart skips when you see me. I believe you love me. I believe that you know you were wrong.
Dark Whisperer, Dark Whisperer, hush up For I am terrified I can no longer endure Yet another night Of the taunting, and the pain No longer can I stifle you And it's driving me insane.
Because bad things happen And then life gets hard Hope is lost along the way But you must hold on Because giving up is not an option And failure means defeat
I love your attitude and how you're never rude So many men in the world so you had to choose So I'm the lucky one on this special day That gets to be with a mothers beautiful bay bay
I wonder what its like to be happy to be someone who isn't me to be normal to not have these thoughts to be able to just "fit in" just one of those people who's there who every one likes
I need closure I need to know why why you said those words how they tasted when they left your lips little did you know their outcome you cant tell someone "go die" and expect them to be okay after that
I dream a dream so dear and ture. but to see you be in such a mood, make my dream come fade. I want to see you dream A dream I do. but in these darkened halls, I see and hear no dream.
Don’t Give Up On Me Don’t give up on me I’ll lend a hand and meet you halfway We will stand by each other’s side day by day Hold you close and hold you near; please never be afraid to whisper to me your biggest fear
One mind Incapable of Change Like a paper airplane making the same folds since you've been this old Unable to watch it sore From the fears it'll crash into the floor. You make it seem so sure
A girl pictures herself as someone other than her. A girl who has everything that anyone would be envious of. She feels as though there is no hope for her.
I was cute when I was four till I was abandon and forgotten now theirs hate, mistreating and rejection started to become common I hate when people ask about my parent's its to awkward
Going to class shoelaces untied and I don’t mind, Got my head down, headphones in, walking a straight line, Keep moving forward without a doubt leave the past behind,
So, they say that words have power that we create matter, but all of my words haven't felt like they have power.
I hear them laugh and joke and play. I see their smiles as clear as day. They’re talking to their "BFFs". While they dance and sing, I’m by myself.
You see darkness in my eyes The pain in the tears that I cry You used to hold my hand But that has come to an end All that I ask is that you don't judge me in the end.
Let’s pretend for a moment, Let’s say I like you, and you like me We fall in love, A life of simplicity
Ladies and Gentlemen... We are gathered here today to celebrate something wonderful. A life.
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