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Drowning

I am drowning
In a sea
Of despair and
Confusion
Feeling lost
Not understood
So much fighting
I am drowning
Truth is gone
World is blurry
So cold and
Alone
And yet
Here is a hand
Out of the darkness
Pulling me to the safety
Of land
Guiding me
Helping me
Understanding me
Showing me
??

Car Crash

She stepped in the car.
What harm could it do?
She had no way of knowing that
Her life would be almsot through.
The ride was great!
Who cared if they weren't going slow?
It was all good...but then....
Uh-oh.
CRASH!

She woke up in a room
All decorated in white.
The calender said three days later.
That couldn't be right!
What's happened to her?
She felt all shook.
But then it came back to her
Like a poor-written book.


FLASH!...yells.
What was this?
Did this happen to her?
FLASH!...the car.
No, it couldn't be...
But she felt the pain.
FLASH!...speeding.
NO! IT WAS A MISTAKE!
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I Hold My Head High

I hold my head high
And walk past, ignoring
The snide comments of those
Who have
Tight shirts,
Short skirts,
Clunky boots,
And eat exotic fruits.
I hold my head high
In whatever I do
For I know that someday
Those girls will regret
Basing their life on appearance
Rather than personality,
Education.
I will be successful and popular in my new world.
Those days will come.
I am certain.
So for now
I hold my head high.

Perfect

I live in a world
Apart form all other
A world of love
Consience
And respect for my brother.

In my wondeful world
Things are all messed.
Everyone thinks
Before they talk
And friends are always the best.

In my gorgeous world
There are no such thing as worry.
People have time to be polite
And kind
When they are off in a flurry.

My world is called perfect
But is it really perfect inside?
Is Perfect as wonderful
And gorgeous
As it looks from the outside?

My world is not great
Though better in some ways.
I think before I talk
I stop to say hello
But, beneath, some sorrow lays.

So I draw myself back to the other world
I find myself caring
For the imperfections
And problems that
Make life worth bearing.

Remember; If you want to live in Perfect
Life would not be worth living
If there were no corny jokes and stupid songs
To make you
Laugh and sing.
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The Lie

Remember me?
I am the lie
That escaped your lips
And ruined your friendship.
I made you miserable
Before you even knew
That I was there.
I hurt your "friend."
But, alas! there it is;
The only thing that can erase
My doings;
An apology.
Oh, well.
There are plenty more victims for me.
Maybe this time I will not be caught at first
And I will go too far
For some measly little apology.
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