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Sunday, August 22, 2010 7:46 AM
To smile - a simple gesture made in face,
The void in my heart, once an empty space,
Is now filled with the love to cherish,
And now I have gained my sole wish.

Face the pain but do not feign,
Else loneliness will enter and reign;
Instead take me into heart and hand,
Find the glass hidden in the sand.
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Thursday, August 19, 2010 8:40 AM
If you can endure for this moment,
whatever is happening to you.
No matter how heavy your heart,
or how dark the moment may be.
If you can but keep on believing,
what you know in your heart to be true.
Then darkness will fade into morning,
and with this dawn a new day, too.

Things may happen, for good or worse,
for reasons unknown,
but we have friends so cheer up,
with that smile, for this is life,
embrace it and be happy,
instead of being down,
hey you've got a friend (:
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Wednesday, August 18, 2010 6:38 AM
leaving the world of dancing alone again, goodbye.
- Ex-Remix Crew.
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"and all came tumbling down."
Monday, August 9, 2010 7:38 AM
I rest my case. Good sir, you've taste.
Of what you find that's good.
I'm hoping now, with lots of hope right now.
I'm hung up on your every word.

Good sir, good sir, don't you worry now.
For you are not whom I blame.
It's this fragile heart of mine, you see.
I broke it. Oh, what a shame.

With silly thoughts and enchanting lies, my heart gave in, piece by piece.
I cared for you. Even cried for you. What else was I to give but these?

-Joanna aka Joey.
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Saturday, August 7, 2010 7:23 AM
trying out tumblr, due to requests.
maybe and may not switch.
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7:13 AM
There is the melody
I can't play for you,
There is the song
I can't sing for you.

Always,
I want to be with you,
Touch, feel your heart.

Between us
There is the line
I can't cross.
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7:04 AM
By Roche.

"Cool" kids like to think they're hot stuff
And everyone else ain't cool enough.
We're supposed to follow their bullshit fads.
You know man, that's pretty sad.
They call me a fool
'Cause I never cared what's "cool".
They won't give me a chance
They say that I'm sick.
'Cause I won't sell-out,
I won't be a trendy prick.
Life's not what they think.
They're not always what they seem.
It appears they love
To mess with my self-esteem.
I'm not what they think
Life's not what they've thought.
I am who I am
And I do what I want.
When will individuality come into style?
I hope it won't be a while.
I don't need the "cool" kids
I've got better friends.
I don't care for the "cool" crowd
And all of their bullshit trends.
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6:58 AM
something i posted last year, but totally describes what im feeling now..

I've learned a lot these past few years
Through my fake smiles and unseen tears
That friends sometimes aren't forever
that true love doesn't always last
And happy memories stay with you
but those happy moments go by fast

Words can cut deeper than any sword
Leaving you with something
That no man could replace or ever afford
Sometimes things happen,
Sometimes your heart will break
Though to feel real happiness this is what's at stake
In order to have the comfort of heaven
and your story to live to tell
You must also experience the hate-filled life of hell

Remember... There will always be someone there
Someone that honestly does care
A person can leave your life
Leave you alone with your worries and strife
But like pain, the love you once felt cannot from your body depart
but only may enter your heart

Don't worry someday it will all get better
Your mornings will grow joyful with someone to love
And you'll have the kind of life you thought you could only dream of

I've been there before with my head in my hands
Believing there's no way anyone could ever understand
But they do... trying everything they can to help you
Still you sit there unknowing and blind
To what soon you'll be glad to find.
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6:52 AM
You work so hard to deal with this thing,
The fact that you have it and the problems it brings.

So when you finally get control of this flaw,
Everyone around you seems to watch you in awe.

You never learn why it’s happened to you,
And you must work that much harder to make dreams come true.

But what’s happened has happened, and it’s now part of life
So why give up in yourself, why live with such strife.

The best you can do is fight back twice as hard,
Just be careful, make right choices and play the right cards.

As they say what doesn’t kill you can only make you stronger,
It’s been here for awhile, it’ll be here for a while longer.

So why can’t people see past this technicality,
Having problems with my past, is now my specialty.

I should have a master’s degree in what to do,
So please don’t treat me any different, I’m just the same as you.

When people have pity it just makes me feel sad,
Do you think it makes me feel better, well it makes me so mad.

I can’t stand the fact that people look at me and stare,
What you don’t think I can see you, oh I know you’re there.

I know what I can, and cannot do,
So why try to stop me, it’s not up to you.

If I want to work my ass off until death,
Let it be that way, let me use my last breath.

I’d rather go through life living, even if it is in pain,
Rather then sitting all day, slowly going insane.

So now that you know just how it has to be,
Are you going to treat me right, or like a baby.

I don’t care what you think is the best thing to do,
If you can’t support me and my choices, then the heck with you.
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6:47 AM
And one day you will find the special star,
Which will add to your flame,
And you will burn brighter then ever,
Spreading joy and happiness for miles around.
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6:43 AM
its not just words from the mind, but magic from the heart.
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1:49 AM
i would rather give you my world, then share your love with someone else.
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