Just A Girl

m just a regular girl. I'm a tomboy at times, and girly at other times. I am strong when I need to be. I'm in-secure at times. I'm scared about the future. I live and I learn. I forgive but never forget. I regret everything. I cry when I'm alone. I hide my feelings as best as I can so as not to bother my friends. My hair isn't always perfect, my clothes not always fashionable, my nails not always taken care of. I have fears and struggles. I am strong and yet weak at the same time. I will fight for what I love. I can help others while not being able to help myself. I can comfort others while not being able to sort through my own fears and trials. I'm a total clutz and blonde. I fall down, get embarrassed, laugh about it now but will cry later. I fear being a failure and no one wanting me. I want the world but don't know how to achieve it. I hate my life at times. I yearn for more but will never get it.I have wishes and dreams that will never come true. I get depressed and long for someone to talk to but never being able to say what I really want to. I'm confusing at times. I listen to sad love songs. When I'm quiet, I'm questioning life and thinking deeply. Most times, I don't know what I want and when I do, I'm too scared to reach for it. I get lonely at times and yearn for someone to hold. I want to be loved and told I'm beautiful.I'm afraid of being hurt. I want to feel IMPORTANT. This is who I am. I am not perfect. I am not an angel and I am not the devil. I am ME. I have good times and bad times. I have an attitude sometimes. People talk about me whether for good or bad. I'm not always happy. My smile isn't always real. My tears don't always show. I want someone to be strong for me. I want someone to pick me up. I want someone to believe in me. I want a way to release my anger and tears without being thought of as weak. I don't like change but I wouldn't go back to my past. I have made mistakes, more than most people. I have memories that make me. I still believe in fairy tales and "true love". I still look for that one guy who will always be there for me and who will love me for me. The one who will show me off to his friends and be proud of me. Who will be sweet and caring with me but be strong and angry at anyone who would hurt me. The one to spend my life with. I AM NOT PERFECT. Love me or hate me. I will not change.

If You Look At Me

If You Look At Me



If you look at me
On the outside
You will see
A girl who looks as happy as can be
A smile that is so bright
Some people say it could light up the night
Eyes as green as grass
That change color when she laughs
A young face and a joyful expression
Only her worries could make it lessen
Hair that shines like gold in the sun
It's so blonde people think she's "dumb"
Hands that are long and slightly slim
Fingernails curved, neatly trimmed
Arms long and stretched out wide
Ready to hold back the tide
She seems perfect doesn't she?
Look on the inside and then you'd see
A girl whose not as secure as she seems
She doesn't like the way she talks
She thinks she sounds like a guy
And then there's the way she walks
Might as well pass her by
She worries about the future
And how people treat her
One who has tons of thoughts
Someone who can't be bought
Someone who'd die for her friends
Even though it meant her end
There's a lot to this girl
If you only got to know her
You'd understand
There's a lot in demand
Some that she can't supply
No matter how hard she tried
So she struggles with herself
Her wants and desires
Trying to quench unknown fires
Yet always fails and is in the way
Of what she really wants to say
So she goes on living like nothing wrong
Smiling and singing happy songs
When sometimes all she wants to do is cry
But only allowing a little sigh
This you'd know if you took the time
To get to know her and read this rhyme
If you look at her....

Battered and Bruised

My friend wrote this..it's really good...




The life of a woman
battered and scorned
Tossed in the sea
her life a raging storm.
Fearing all hope is gone
she'll prepare for the worst
But can anything beat out life's curse?
Yea a hearse
Death maybe suitable for this woman undressed
with a life so secretive she'll never confess
To her family and friends who can't understand who she is
why she does what she does and can't be like they was
If you understand where she's coming from
please toot your horn
feel the pain of this woman
battered and scorned
Feel the tears of this woman
wet and silky to the touch
Drawing into your skin
giving your body a complete rush
She's experienced the bitter
tampered with the sweet
Been driven by victory
and trampled by defeat
Yes she's broken hearted
she's known love too,at its best
See she is torn betweeen God
and the ways of her flesh
Hear the tears of this woman
crying out with despair
Hoping and praying for someone to care
She's lookin for someone to give her some passion
Not someone to feel sorry for her
but a real companion with satisfaction
Never giving up she's still strong on her feet
inhaling life and exhaling grief
She's been tired and beat,she's been ragged and worn
Now you've tasted the the life and tears
of a woman that was battered and scorned.