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My heart, Built like a gameboard- Open to all Multiple pieces, multiple players A roll of the dice, A deck of cards. You serve a strong poker face. Unpredictable moves,
The opportunity to do what others can’t Inspires me to win. This might come off strange and self-serving. Some might call it a sin.
“Effervescent!' said I, “thing of ghost.” Back into my memories bewitching And so it came gently murmuring Haunting - haunting - haunting!
The air is cold, but not cold enough for snow Not yet My heart is broken, but not broken enough for tears Not yet You thought you defeated me, but I’m not defeated enough to let you win Not yet
Don’t give up and never give in Keep fighting the fight and someday you’ll win So don’t give up and never give in I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again This world will not greet you
You hit me hard You played your cards You broke a glass And caught the shards you broke my heart tore it apart You left me here Nowhere to start So the story goes
Always one to fall in line, I learned early to obey. Silence and respect protect Against the everyday.
Wind through the window Love from the lovely Cry through the cruel
Ignore, you will lose Tell, you will lose. Act, you will lose. Listen, you will win.
Push me. Grab me. Hit me. Tear me. Do it again. Again until I break. Break me. Break me! BREAK ME! Try and try and try again! I will win! I will succeed!
Say "No." Say "You won't." say "You are nothing." Say "It's impossible." Say all these things. Say these words! Say them! They are but fuel for my fire! I say "yes."
Battle angel, battle angel, hear my cry to charge, I'm ready to have faith in you, don't leave me here alone, In perfect rhythm, marching out, they come for me at large,
I am a swimmer. Jumping into the pool, feeling the water against my skin. I am a swimmer. Listening to my coach, giving me words of advice as I compete against grown men. I am a swimmer.
It's okay to have a bad day It's okay to have a bad day after months without incident It doesn't mean all of your hard work was for nothing It's okay to have another day Where the floor is lava
You said I'll fail You said there's no way You said I'd never make it But guess what I'm here I've made it I reached my goals I'm on my way
A girl emprisoned by her own hair, The vanity unkenned through the land, The tower's walls concealed each strand, and the very maiden fair. For jealousy, for jealousy, was she far locked away,
Poetry can be scary. Poetry is supposed to be scary. Digging through thoughts so deep, I cringe. But poetry can be happy. Poetry is supposed to be happy. Poetry is a lot of things.
Being with you is such a treat. Tell me darling, how ever did we meet? When I look into your eyes I see nothing but love. That's when I pull you in for a sweet hug. Nothing but you and me in my heart.
The man called "duo improv on stage and duet act in the wings" And I thought my heart had grew wings, Just to fly straight up out of my chest And to flutter around the velvet curtains and glimmering table.
I am a dreamer. My mind is a playing field My goals are the starters, As my oppositions take the bench. But sometimes they get up No longer rooted They get a chance to take part in something
When life throws you a curve ball
Answering all the test questions correctly Winning a new car Eating your favorite food Starting a new book Opening presents
If poverty dwells your wallet
The devil sits inside the earth Spreading With Triple 6 Triple x But if the devil loves triples then the Splash Brothers are demons But they ain't demons there Warriors
Depression creeps into the pores of my skin. It carries weight and all it does is makes me want to sleep. It burries me into a hole that is very deep. No one understands what I am going through. No one understands me.
If I win a scholarship What will I do? Will I go to college and fail Or will my hopes and dreams come true? If I win a scholarship Will I find success? Or will everything I desire lay to rest
You can't see the part of me I'm most proud of. The part of me that got up and said, "I can do this." The part of me that want's to be shown off to everyone. This part of me is only seen a few times a year.
Fabulous Ha! I love that word Eight letters, three snaps Fa-bu-lous
Looking into the mirror, Wiping away the tears. A new day is ahead And a new face appears. No one can see past The cover that is shown, But nobody really understands What is called the unknown.
Sitting, watching, model like girls, Strut in front of me with tight bouncy curls. Perfect legs and tiny waists, Seamlessly flawless face. I can't help, but judge myself,
As I step on the field and look up in the stands, I see my fellow classmates and family clapping their hands. Pregame music has me ready to start. While only warming up,
Finally the time has come to run Spring time is always filled with so much fun Laughs and cheers fill me with bliss Everyone is over joyed and the snow will not be missed.
I've never written a rap before
To own nothing but words. To give everything-
Why the long face? You look as if your'e upset. Pills, potions, elixirs, and lotions won't even help I bet. Why don't you try and smile? It couldn't hurt that much.
It's time to focus Lehne. Get in the racing mindset. Ports one foot in, and down. I sit and strap in as fast as I can Port oars across. Bow take a stroke. Weigh enough. Focus
There is this moment,
Try to remember,
Veni, Vidi, Vici I came, strong and fierce, sweeping in faster than the swift Venti, aye, and stronger than mighty Hercules.
These highway lines burn designs into my focused eyes eyes focused on a sight that blankets my mind a blanket of where only comfort resides This comfort, it's meaning, drowns my perception
I am so dull In a room that is so dark I have entered a place where I am so clueless
The ironic title of a Trichotillomaniac is one not filled with pride, More like anxiety Which is the quite ironic part considering the fact that That is all that the disorder is
I walked a mile to high school everyday. I sat for six hours. I learned about subjects that I didn't care about. When school was over I walked a mile home and spent my own time doing more work.
Picture yourself being on top of the world, winning every battle that has come to you with quick in easy fashion. Now with all that glory and fame you are defeated by someone who now has your spot, glory, and fame. What do you have in mind now?
What Do You MEAN I'm Suspended? Im not allowed to say that in class? Im not allowed to say that thinking about taking my life isn't me being a coward but instead you being inconsiderate?
The strive you have to have to do your dreams , While the dollar bill appears and disappears in your wallet, The scheme, yeah they get you , Raise you up then they forget you or have you forgot yourself?
I still don’t understand why you left,maybe I never will The confusion is crippling,I keep going downhill My mind is cloudy,like I’m mentally ill Why can’t I stop my thoughts,I need a sleeping pill
As days go by,I sit here thinking to myselfabout that one special person in my life;YOUGod has picked me to love & cherishone of his angelsSent from the golden gates of heaven.
Keep going, keep pushing; but in what direction? Everyone out here is trying to teach a lesson You can't teach those who have already been taught what you're trying to teach
Life is difficult. Life is joyful and happy. Life is a treasure.
Mix, Match Switch, Swap The mysteries don’t ever stop Flip, Flop Criss, Cross You’ll solve ‘em, now won’t ya boss? Toss, Catch Fail, Win Your ego is a savored sin