She hides her pain..
With a smile on her face...
But one day..
That Smile will break...
The loneliness is killing her...
There's a war going on in her head..
She wishes to tell Ты the hurt and pain she's going through..
But she;s to scared...
That what you'd think if Ты knew the real her...
This
Girl
Is
Me
I wish I could tie Ты in my shoes, so Ты could feel unpretty to...
I'm losing my mind...
To this battle with me myself and I...
This girl Ты thought Ты knew is falling fast..
She's trying to put back together what she never had..
She just wants to be loved and good enough..
But nothing seems to never be enough...
And everything around seems to be working fine.
But not her.
She;s broken and out of her mind...
This
Girl
Is
Me
Fake smile and all
Looks happy on the outside
But inside is dying...
Holding on to whatever strength I have left..
To try to fix things and find me myself and I...
Something Ты should know is...
If there was a car coming at me..
I wouldn't move...
или run..
или scream..
I just stand there..
And let time pass me..
But that;s the old me myself and I..
Because times are a changing and I'm starting new..
To try and get out of this dark hole...
And in the end I know i'll be..
Fine..
With a smile on her face...
But one day..
That Smile will break...
The loneliness is killing her...
There's a war going on in her head..
She wishes to tell Ты the hurt and pain she's going through..
But she;s to scared...
That what you'd think if Ты knew the real her...
This
Girl
Is
Me
I wish I could tie Ты in my shoes, so Ты could feel unpretty to...
I'm losing my mind...
To this battle with me myself and I...
This girl Ты thought Ты knew is falling fast..
She's trying to put back together what she never had..
She just wants to be loved and good enough..
But nothing seems to never be enough...
And everything around seems to be working fine.
But not her.
She;s broken and out of her mind...
This
Girl
Is
Me
Fake smile and all
Looks happy on the outside
But inside is dying...
Holding on to whatever strength I have left..
To try to fix things and find me myself and I...
Something Ты should know is...
If there was a car coming at me..
I wouldn't move...
или run..
или scream..
I just stand there..
And let time pass me..
But that;s the old me myself and I..
Because times are a changing and I'm starting new..
To try and get out of this dark hole...
And in the end I know i'll be..
Fine..
Name: Izzy Rae Frostinialiga (Frost)
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank вверх Показ belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the облако in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so Ты see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen год in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank вверх Показ belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the облако in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so Ты see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen год in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
The life I am living
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my сердце also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
by my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my сердце also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
by my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell
With миндальный, миндаль eyes
Such startled eyes
It сказал(-а) it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It Опубликовано me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell
With миндальный, миндаль eyes
Such startled eyes
It сказал(-а) it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It Опубликовано me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er