Another poem door me. This one came out kinda lame,but I'll let the rating be the judge (assuming there will be any).
That Girl
Have u seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
That Girl
Have u seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If u don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
u and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My vrienden had to like u a lot
and u felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
u think you're mr. I'm so cool
but u used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people u love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made u feel much better.
But the fight we had,
u zei was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell u gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
u and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My vrienden had to like u a lot
and u felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
u think you're mr. I'm so cool
but u used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people u love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made u feel much better.
But the fight we had,
u zei was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell u gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!