Scared Of Being Lonely

every night when I'm without you,
I'm scared of bring lonely,
because you're not here with me,
sometimes I sit in my room and cry,
because I'm missing with,
I just don't understand,
why they took you away from me?
I didn't do nothing wrong,
so why are they punishing me?
by taking you out of my life,
I hate not being able to be with you,
every waking minute of the day,
because at least when I'm with you,
I'm never lonely,
because I have you to brighten my days,
so why do they do these things to me?
like take you out of my life,
because I deserve to be happy,
and don't deserve to be scared of being lonely.

Just An Ordinary Girl

there are days,
I wake up,
and stare at myself,
in the mirror,
wondering,
what it would be like,
if things would have went differently,
and I would have never,
made the mistakes,
I have made,
in the past,
and I wasn't,
just an other ordinary girl,
but then I smile,
and realize,
I wouldn't change a thing,
about me,
because I'm happy,
just the way I am,
and I wouldn't,
give it up for the world,
for I'm a bright beautiful young woman,
that's proud of who I am,
just an ordinary girl,
living an ordinary life,
filled with many mistakes and regrets,
but even though,
I could never change the past,
I never would,
because I have the life,
I've always wanted,
a kind loving husband,
three gorgous kids,
and I would never,
change that for anything,
because they made me,
who I am today,
just an ordinary girl.

Dead Memories

have you ever
found yourself
crying all alone
in the dark
thinking about someone
that once meant
the whole world to you
but is no longer
with you
and all you have left
is the memories
you once shared together
but in time
they will begin
to fade away
all that will be left
are the dead memories
that you have started
to forget over time
and adventually will be no more
lost in the back of your mind
never to be remembered
and sometimes its a good thing
that you no longer
remember those memories
for all they'll do is hurt you
so just let them die
and be forgotten
never to be remembered
because they're better off
as dead memories
never to hurt you again

Hypocrites

everywhere I turn,
I'm surrounded,
by a bunch of lies,
for everyones an imposter,
even people that I know,
and once trusted,
because over time,
things began to change,
and so did they,
no longer,
could they be trusted,
for they are now hypocrites,
always judging me,
because they have nothing better to do,
besides making me feel like shit,
always criticizing me,
for the way I do things,
always talking shit about me,
when I'm not around,
because they're afriad,
to say it to my face,
because they're afraid of me,
stupid hypocrites,
always judging me,
because they're ashamed,
of their own lives,
and are too blind,
to realize the truth,
stupid hypocrites.

Backstabbers

there are way to many times,
I find myself,
always looking for the best in people,
and I don't seem to know why,
maybe it's because I care to much,
or maybe it's because I'm blind,
because I tell the people,
that I once was able to trust,
my deepest darkest secrets,
that I would never tell anyone else,
unless I could truely trust them,
but whatever the reason is,
I just don't care no more,
because I have finally,
opened up my eyes,
and stepped back into reality,
for I have finally realized,
that I can't truely trust anyone,
for they always,
end up backstabbing me,
and I'm feed up,
with all this bullshit,
so what's the point,
of me truely caring,
when I can't trust anyone,
besides myself,
because everyone always,
ends up stabbing me in the back,
and it's pretty bad,
when my own family,
turns against me,
for pretty much everyone,
I have ever known,
are a bunch of backstabbers,
so what's there left,
for me to care about,
besides my children,
for they're to young,
to stab me in the back,
and besides them,
I will always,
be able to trust,
my husband, family, and friens ,
for I believe,
they'll never hurt me
like everyone else does
because unlike,
all the backstabbers,
I know and once trusted,
they truely have a heart,
and truely care,
about me and my feelings.

My Rockstar

when you walked,
through the door,
it was clear to me,
that I wanted to spend,
the rest of my life,
with you by my side,
for you have truely,
stolen my breath away,
and when I noticed,
you checking me out,
I turned and laughed,
because I thought,
it was kind of funny,
that a guy like you,
would be interested,
in a girl like me,
because I have,
had my heart broken,
way to many times,
but when I'm with you,
things are totally different,
because you treat me,
like I'm a person,
instead of a piece of property,
and I thank you for that,
because when I'm with you,
I can just beside myself,
instead of someone,
everyone else wants me to be,
for you are my rockstar,
and the only one I trust,
because I know,
you'll never intentionally hurt me,
because I know,
you true care for me,
and I truely care for you,
and I'll never let,
anyone destroy that,
for you are my rockstar,
and you'll always be.

I Need A Hero

I'm just a step away,
I'm just a breath away,
from loosing my mind,
because I'm sick,
of all the drama,
that everyone,
seems to inflict on me,
so I'm running away,
from everything I know,
because I'm sick,
of this world,
for I feel like,
I'm falling off the edge,
because I'm just human,
and I need a hero,
to take me away,
from this place,
to somewhere,
where my voice,
will be heard,
I need a hero,
to save me,
from my self destruction,
because everytime,
I breathe I wish,
it was my last,
because I hate,
all the drama,
that surrounds,
and wish it was all over,
because everytime,
I speak my mind,
people get mad,
at what I have to say,
because I'm sick,
of people always,
thinking they know,
what's best for me,
so I need a hero,
to save me now,
before I take a stand,
and do what's right,
by putting an end,
to all the drama,
I need a hero,
to save me,
for I'm sick,
of being at war,
with everyone I know,
for now I'm ready,
to take my stand,
and put an end,
to this war.

Tell Me What To Do

tell me what to do
with out you
because you can see
it in my eyes
that I'm missing you
so tell me what to do
with out you
because I'm hurting
deep down inside
because I'm missing you
and I'm sick of
always hiding the pain
I feel inside
because I missing you
so tell me what to do
with out you
because I have
shed one to many tears
over the years
because of the pain
I have put myself
because I can't seem
to get over you
so tell what to do
with out youto get you off my mind
because I think about you
all the damn time
and all the memories
that we have shared
so tell me what to do
with out you
so I can finally
get over you.

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Locked Down

have you ever,
been locked down in a cell,
with no one to hear you cry,
scared because you're far away from home,
and you're all alone,
I know I have,
and that was the worst experience,
I ever had to face,
because I was really scared,
and wanted to go home,
worst of all was,
I was far away from home,
and far away,
from the ones,
I loved and cared about,
I just sat,
in my small quiet cell,
and just cried,
because I have never,
been in trouble,
with the law before,
but I guess,
that's what happens,
when you don't follow the rules,
and run away from home,
you end up,
miles away from home,
locked down in a cell,
like I did,
so follow the rules,
your parents set for you,
and you won't end up,
like I did,
locked down in a cell,
far away from your family and friends,
and wanting to go home,
because I know,
I'll never make,
that mistake twice,
trust me it's not fun.

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Far Far Away

I am so far away,
so far far away,
I am scared,
because I have lost my way,
oh please someone,
help me find my way back home,
because I'm scared and all alone,
so please, please someone,
come guide me,
through the darkness,
oh please it's so dark,
so very, very dark,
can you hear me,
screaming in the distance,
yelling for you to help me,
because I can hear you nearing me,
my fear is starting,
to get stronger now,
as I see millions of shadows,
start to surround me,
all of a sudden,
my mind ges blank,
as I start to drift away,
far far away,
from the voices,
that now surround me,
I then feel a gentle hand,
reach out and grab me,
then I open my eyes,
to find out,
it was all but a dream,
because when I looked around,
I noticed that I was in my room,
and that the person,
who had waken me,
was none other,
than my loving fiancee,
for I have never been lost,
maybe just lost,
in a dream,
and no longer,
am I far far away from home,
because it was all,
a horrible dream.

The pot tackles the misery

I don't know but lately
the pot tackles the misery
that I feel within
because no matter
what else I tried
nothing never seemed to work
because I always
felt miserable inside
but the pot tackles the misery
I feel inside
and no longer
do I sit in my room
alone and awake
late at night crying
for the pot tackles the misery
I feel inside
and makes all my problems fade away