Tears of goodbye
Tears of fear
holding onto toi
it consumes your heart
it rushes to your head
toi shake and cringe
toi stare and toi wave
toi grab your chest
as if it is now hollow
toi whisper a note
toi whisper a love
toi turn to walk
but find toi can't move
toi take some breathes
and count to 10
toi hold on to chest
once again
toi start to calm down
toi start to see
toi find a mirror
and see what he now see's
toi whisper soft
but yet still clear
toi take one plus breath
and start to quiver
toi shake away the fear
and begin to trust
'how come i could l’amour toi and still it was never enough?'
what happens suivant is very suprising
your sure its just a dream
because a girl with a broken heart
just stopped crying her fears
and its then that toi realised
toi were plus than enough
and toi always had been
it wasn't toi
it wasn't toi and him
it was him that toi didn't see
who played toi along
and then who broke apart such a beautiful song.
Tears of fear
holding onto toi
it consumes your heart
it rushes to your head
toi shake and cringe
toi stare and toi wave
toi grab your chest
as if it is now hollow
toi whisper a note
toi whisper a love
toi turn to walk
but find toi can't move
toi take some breathes
and count to 10
toi hold on to chest
once again
toi start to calm down
toi start to see
toi find a mirror
and see what he now see's
toi whisper soft
but yet still clear
toi take one plus breath
and start to quiver
toi shake away the fear
and begin to trust
'how come i could l’amour toi and still it was never enough?'
what happens suivant is very suprising
your sure its just a dream
because a girl with a broken heart
just stopped crying her fears
and its then that toi realised
toi were plus than enough
and toi always had been
it wasn't toi
it wasn't toi and him
it was him that toi didn't see
who played toi along
and then who broke apart such a beautiful song.
As toi know, I live in New Zealand, a place abundant with clouds, mountains, and mouton, moutons (I know, right!!!). This means that whenever we go on a school trip we're seeing lakes, ou mountains, or, and this is my personal favourite, buisson, bush ('cause that never gets old). This time it was Mount Holdsworth.
After the trip we were asked to write some poésie that the buisson, bush had inspired. There was all that "If beauty could speak" cr*p, and some "Listen to the whisper of the trees", toi know, all that. This is what it inspired for me...
ATTEMPT #1
The water running over the rocks,
makes me want to pee,
I think of Niagra falls,
The pee trickles down my knee.
ATTEMPT #2
The wind whistles in my hair,
makes me want to itch,
I scratch my hair a little bit,
Whoops, there goes a flying nit.
ATTEMPT #3
The bird chirping in the trees,
Makes my ears real sore,
Dad pulls a gun from his bag,
BOOM! Birdy chirps no more.
After the trip we were asked to write some poésie that the buisson, bush had inspired. There was all that "If beauty could speak" cr*p, and some "Listen to the whisper of the trees", toi know, all that. This is what it inspired for me...
ATTEMPT #1
The water running over the rocks,
makes me want to pee,
I think of Niagra falls,
The pee trickles down my knee.
ATTEMPT #2
The wind whistles in my hair,
makes me want to itch,
I scratch my hair a little bit,
Whoops, there goes a flying nit.
ATTEMPT #3
The bird chirping in the trees,
Makes my ears real sore,
Dad pulls a gun from his bag,
BOOM! Birdy chirps no more.
This is a play I wrote.
There are three acts.
I'll add the suivant two later.
(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can toi not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and sherry helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are toi talking to yourself ou something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)
There are three acts.
I'll add the suivant two later.
(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can toi not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and sherry helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are toi talking to yourself ou something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)
Drift apart, this world is an art.
How so many people can come together as one,
and they learn to have fun.
It's amazing how, in times of need,
we all can overcome, and be one indeed.
No one wants to remember the bad times,
but those things can rule our lives.
Happiness is all that matters
until the happiness is shattered.
All we really need is each other
to grow and l’amour another.
I think too much time is spent being sad,
when all we really should be is glad.
We have light, color, beauty, sound!
So why are people sad when no one is around?
It's the thought that counts, that's what people say,
so we'll be fine as long as we keep them in our hearts everyday.
How so many people can come together as one,
and they learn to have fun.
It's amazing how, in times of need,
we all can overcome, and be one indeed.
No one wants to remember the bad times,
but those things can rule our lives.
Happiness is all that matters
until the happiness is shattered.
All we really need is each other
to grow and l’amour another.
I think too much time is spent being sad,
when all we really should be is glad.
We have light, color, beauty, sound!
So why are people sad when no one is around?
It's the thought that counts, that's what people say,
so we'll be fine as long as we keep them in our hearts everyday.
P1 - I swear i stil do
Is this the way we are going to end?
I still remember those days when we held each others hands.
And let out our feelings.
Those days when we never had a fight,
Those great nights we spent just looking at the stars.
How can we just leave like this?
How can we not believe one another?
Because everything I a dit was true.
And when I a dit I l’amour you, I swear I still do.
P2 - Catch me
I thought toi would be there through the times that I needed toi the most.
I thought toi would be there to help me
When your l’amour was needed the most,
But I guess I was wrong.
I guess I was just so blind to see that I’ve never fallen so hard thinking toi would be there catch me.
Is this the way we are going to end?
I still remember those days when we held each others hands.
And let out our feelings.
Those days when we never had a fight,
Those great nights we spent just looking at the stars.
How can we just leave like this?
How can we not believe one another?
Because everything I a dit was true.
And when I a dit I l’amour you, I swear I still do.
P2 - Catch me
I thought toi would be there through the times that I needed toi the most.
I thought toi would be there to help me
When your l’amour was needed the most,
But I guess I was wrong.
I guess I was just so blind to see that I’ve never fallen so hard thinking toi would be there catch me.
some amature suff
Dream Of My l’amour So Far
Through my dreams,
I see you,
And me,
s’embrasser and holding hands forever.
On this roller coaster
i'm so scared
but your right there
holding my hand so safely
But they don't agree
This l’amour is out of hand they say
I am taken away
And our connection is broken
But plus dreams to come
Say you're okay
But I wish always
To see toi someday
Butterflies
The gracefull butterfly,
Flies so very high,
Her beautiful winds flapping in a rythmic beat.
Sometimes I wish,
That I could fly so gracefully,
And to leave my fears down on Earth.
To Forget all my troubles,
To let go of all grief,
To be as free as a butterfly.
My feet would list,
My head held up high,
Soon I would be in the sky.
To fly like the butterflies,
Is all I ask for.
Freedom at last.
Dream Of My l’amour So Far
Through my dreams,
I see you,
And me,
s’embrasser and holding hands forever.
On this roller coaster
i'm so scared
but your right there
holding my hand so safely
But they don't agree
This l’amour is out of hand they say
I am taken away
And our connection is broken
But plus dreams to come
Say you're okay
But I wish always
To see toi someday
Butterflies
The gracefull butterfly,
Flies so very high,
Her beautiful winds flapping in a rythmic beat.
Sometimes I wish,
That I could fly so gracefully,
And to leave my fears down on Earth.
To Forget all my troubles,
To let go of all grief,
To be as free as a butterfly.
My feet would list,
My head held up high,
Soon I would be in the sky.
To fly like the butterflies,
Is all I ask for.
Freedom at last.
I wrote this listening to Gollum's Song, sung par Karliene Renolds. I don't know why, I just felt like doing this.
It's so dark. I can't see. I have no one.
No one cares enough to try.
I'm sobbing now, along with the storm overhead. They lied. they a dit they cared. I can't go back.
I can feel it coming. No Friends tried to find me.
Goodbye.
They didn't try for me.
Don't cry for me. you're too late. toi hurt me. toi blamed me everything. I can never go home.
I am lost. I will never go home.
It's so dark. I can't see. I have no one.
No one cares enough to try.
I'm sobbing now, along with the storm overhead. They lied. they a dit they cared. I can't go back.
I can feel it coming. No Friends tried to find me.
Goodbye.
They didn't try for me.
Don't cry for me. you're too late. toi hurt me. toi blamed me everything. I can never go home.
I am lost. I will never go home.
