She's fading
It's been one year
five months
four days
and seventeen hours.
And I realize that she is beginning to fade.
The dreams have left,
ended months ago.
A new wife quickly found
over six months wed.
Of the past now no one speaks.
Why dredge up the sorrow?
"Time to move on"
Your clothes have.
What she bought you
now worn and stained.
But I can't forget,
or no one will remember.
I'm her last friend left,
And someone must try
to stop the fading.

Ode to a roommate

You stupid silly drama queen
and all these games you play.
You thrive on gossip and the news
of other people's lives.
You have no room for friends
'cause your life is so complicated.
the boys who love you
and the ones you don't.
Every moment filled with intrigue.

News flash, take a poll.
No one cares.
This isn't your universe and no,
the sun doesn't rise or set on you.
So lower your stupid voice.
Slow down and listen for once
To others!
Because on my world stage
you are only a background player.

Why I don't like to be awake

I don't like to be awake because when you are awake all the troubles come.
When you are awake you can't turn off your brain.
When you are awake there are no answers and no conclusions.
I don't like to be awake because thats when people ask me questions.
And I question myself as well.
When you are awake it is easiest to remember. And easier to cry.
When you are awake your fears come out to play.
I don't like to be awake.
Especially at nighttime.

The day he didn't come

You didn't come today
my favorite secret
that I have told to everyone.
But you made me cry
because you didn't come.
Its just frustration I think
and you wake up the day,
but you didn't come.
Some girls would buy shoes or clothes,
I bought bike parts and wrote poetry
after you didn't come.
Naomi reminded me you will come again.
I will think of that, instead of
Why didn't you come?

Friend in November

Winter melancholy
is the result
of being rejected by a friend
again.
of stormy weather and blank skies.
My overbearing roommate
as I struggle with school
and am strapped for cash.
How I could use you friend
now.

I'm wierd
I accept it, I embrace it.
Why don't you?
You laugh at my jokes and antics
but it isn't with me
its at me.
Laughing at the strange girl.
I can tell.
Because muffled in your guffaw
is confusion
at something different

Violent heart

I know this is a rip-off of a Good Charlotte song

This is for you
For the guy who never asked me out
This is for you.
For the boyfriend who didn't treat me right
This is for you.
Sometimes I feel so harsh inside
I want to pummel you with my fists
Its violence and anger and pain in there
and I want to fight and kick,
lash out
until you feel the pain I do.
I look so kind and innocent
And so you break the heart of me.
You break it down
just break it down.
I wanna break you down.