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The name's Alyssa Brook.
I suppose I'm here to get opinions
about my poetry and stuffz.
Although I RARELY come on any
more.About my Writing:
I've been told I'm an excellent writer.
I used to be all into Poetry and
I'm into Novels and shit.
I never have liked my Poetry.
What writer does?Tell me what you think of my writing.
I don't mind, it's your opinion.
Around and around my head spins
My eyes sealed shut...
My head is whirling
Thoughts flashing back and forth...
She was once his little girl
Not knowing all he did...
I have no idea what this was about, I simply began...
So simple, the con of the mighty beast...
The Daylight breaks
The burning sun decays...
I have a thing for breaking hearts, I guess it's...
Silly boy, be careful, the next--it could be you...
It's time for me to grow up,
'Cause I'm a big girl, now...
I doubt you will ever read this,
My silly little poem for you...
READER: This isn't really a Poem. More of ... a...
Yeah. A Bed-time story...
Tears were falling from my eyes,
Like rain departing the skies...
Don't tell me I'm pretty unless you mean it
Don't tell me I'm different unless I really am
Don't hold me in your arms unless you want to
Don't say "I love you ..." unless you really do
An Eternity I've waited,
To shed my smiling mask
and show the world my true feelings,
and who I really am.
(my signature quote)
Is it too much to ask for to be loved for who I am, rather than what I am?