My type of emotions conveys
onto how i'm really feeling inside,
my thoughts mainly consist on the
back-ground of my poetry.
As my addictive persona
starts to silhouette every-
word that i've written out
the nature of my emotions
starts to unravel at every-
line,
My Poetry has a piece
of imagination within it-
self, the artwork of
each line has it's own
significant meaning.
Where the beauty is
that's where the poetry
lives, it lives within my soul,
as i carry each and every-line
with care, i start to share a
piece of me inside every-
lyrical line that i compose.
onto how i'm really feeling inside,
my thoughts mainly consist on the
back-ground of my poetry.
As my addictive persona
starts to silhouette every-
word that i've written out
the nature of my emotions
starts to unravel at every-
line,
My Poetry has a piece
of imagination within it-
self, the artwork of
each line has it's own
significant meaning.
Where the beauty is
that's where the poetry
lives, it lives within my soul,
as i carry each and every-line
with care, i start to share a
piece of me inside every-
lyrical line that i compose.
My first siku of high school. I felt if I was going to burst! I have never been to high school and I wasn't gonna start now. I'd rather be nyumbani schooled than go through this! Then i started to think about leaving until my alarm clock rang i screeched NO! For the whole time. So life as I now it stopped now. Here. I was about to enter the big H. High School. I got dressed and left. Unhappy. Then I saw my friend crush Gabe. He alisema " Hey. So later me and my brother are going to the movies. Wanna come?," I felt my moyo skip 100x. "Of course! I mean yeah sure sounds like fun, what time," I say making up for my nervous behavior. " 7. So don't be late," He said. I just shake my head before saying something stupid. So I walk in the school jumping.
wewe sit there and call me names
But wewe never try to get to know me.
wewe make fun of me 'cause I'm different.
I have white skin,
Dirty blond hair,
Plain brown eyes,
And a slight southern drawl.
But that don't mean
That I don't have feelings
I hurt just like wewe do
And even bleed.
So, why all the mean names?
Why do wewe treat me
Like something so wrongly different?
Why can't I be one of you?
I never treated wewe wrong,
So why do wewe hurt me this way?
Did i insult wewe in some way?
Say the wrong thing.
'Cause wewe treat me as unwanted
But I know I'm not.
So, why do wewe treat me like your enemy?
I did nothing to hurt you.
So why?
Why do wewe do it?
But wewe never try to get to know me.
wewe make fun of me 'cause I'm different.
I have white skin,
Dirty blond hair,
Plain brown eyes,
And a slight southern drawl.
But that don't mean
That I don't have feelings
I hurt just like wewe do
And even bleed.
So, why all the mean names?
Why do wewe treat me
Like something so wrongly different?
Why can't I be one of you?
I never treated wewe wrong,
So why do wewe hurt me this way?
Did i insult wewe in some way?
Say the wrong thing.
'Cause wewe treat me as unwanted
But I know I'm not.
So, why do wewe treat me like your enemy?
I did nothing to hurt you.
So why?
Why do wewe do it?