How I Really Feel About You
I hate putting up with this act.
I can't stand it anymore.
I have to tell Ты how I really feel.
I don't know if Ты will like it
but here it goes:
I HATE you, I don't EVER want to see Ты again.
I hate that Ты think I will do anything for you
because Ты still think I like you.
I like someone new and I know that they
will treat me better than Ты ever did.
That is how I really feel about you, and I
knew that Ты wouldn't like it, but Ты know what
I DON'T CARE!
I hate putting up with this act.
I can't stand it anymore.
I have to tell Ты how I really feel.
I don't know if Ты will like it
but here it goes:
I HATE you, I don't EVER want to see Ты again.
I hate that Ты think I will do anything for you
because Ты still think I like you.
I like someone new and I know that they
will treat me better than Ты ever did.
That is how I really feel about you, and I
knew that Ты wouldn't like it, but Ты know what
I DON'T CARE!
Now now. Don't be offended. Don't take this seriouslly. If Ты don't like this poem just Переместить on. :) Enjoy.
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Stupid girls
I don’t understand you.
Why do Ты constantly check the mirror?
Why do Ты constantly flaunt your body?
Why do Ты constantly throw your future away?
I don’t understand you.
Stuffing your bra, smacking your lips, bending down
Is that appealing?
Stuffing, smacking, bending.
What a life.
Ты live for attention. Ты live to view. Ты live to be viewed.
Now I know why the guys go for you.
You’re easy.
You’re trashy.
Ты can be thrown away.
Sorry, if I don’t understand, but really…
I don’t understand…
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Stupid girls
I don’t understand you.
Why do Ты constantly check the mirror?
Why do Ты constantly flaunt your body?
Why do Ты constantly throw your future away?
I don’t understand you.
Stuffing your bra, smacking your lips, bending down
Is that appealing?
Stuffing, smacking, bending.
What a life.
Ты live for attention. Ты live to view. Ты live to be viewed.
Now I know why the guys go for you.
You’re easy.
You’re trashy.
Ты can be thrown away.
Sorry, if I don’t understand, but really…
I don’t understand…
Disturbed, warped, some would say insane
Rotting fading some would say dying
Where is humanity? People killing friends
Suicide, homicide, murder: First digree, секунда digree, Third digree
What does it all mean?
Painfull death: Shooting Stabbing hanging
Where has all the Любовь gone
Living to be killed: Hitmen, dealers, thieves
Your roommate's a killer? Ты went camping on Friday the 13th?
These meaningless lies & rumors pass by undetected, Yet have the most profound affect on our lives
We live in a human world filled with savage beast
Violent beatings, drunken fights as we struggle with humanity gone astray
Being sucked into the endlesss black abyse
Screaming into deaf ears
Begging for Ответы from the silent
Slowly fading dying losing all humanity
Now I stand here asking, pleading for answers, what happened?
D'une saison nouvelle ouverte au grand bonheur
Dans le creux d'un rocher, toute frêle mais forte
Sous la tiédeur du vent naquit une fleur
Dans l'air pur du matin balayé par la brise
Sa tige gracieuse et ses pétales d'or
S'élevèrent gaiement comme une belle frise
Nous offrant avec éclat les charmes d'un trésor
Et puis elle grandit, de jour en jour plus belle
Exhalant sa beauté que seules dans le grand vent
Mouettes et alouettes, passant à tire d'aile
Cueillaient du coin de l'oeil comme un beau diamant
Un jour, je verrai la fleur, symbole de tendresse
La corolle penchée au souffle du printemps
Je voudrai la cueillir et goûter encore sa caresse
Mais le vent l'emportera sur les ailes du temps
jj9/1983
There was an important job to be done and Everybody was asked to do it.
Everybody was sure Somebody would do it.
Anybody could have done it but Nobody did.
Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody’s job.
Everybody thought Anybody could do it but Nobody realized that Everybody would not do it.
It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when actually Nobody asked Anybody
-- Confused? Ты should be, Now I want Ты to read this again But Read this first: "There were four people - Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody."
*reading it out loud makes it all the еще fun :)
Everybody was sure Somebody would do it.
Anybody could have done it but Nobody did.
Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody’s job.
Everybody thought Anybody could do it but Nobody realized that Everybody would not do it.
It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when actually Nobody asked Anybody
-- Confused? Ты should be, Now I want Ты to read this again But Read this first: "There were four people - Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody."
*reading it out loud makes it all the еще fun :)
and yet, so loud to your ears.
In the imagination of your thoughts
Ты feel the magic as if it's real,
and yet it's part of your life.
People shall judge.
People shall remember.
These mistakes you've made
shall label Ты for the rest of your life.
People shall judge.
And this whisper is too loud,
it never goes away.
The whipping body can not
be repaired,
'cause people always judge.
Hypocrisy of the society
shall always be present,
thus their sight shall never see
the failures they made.
But people shall judge.
People shall laugh.
Forgive your past,
forgive yourself,
forgive me
and I shall forgive you.
I'll find Ты on the sanctuary
of our own,
forgive your past,
although people shall judge.
listening her Избранное song
over and over again...
Her head is full of thoughts.
She won't share with anybody but paper...
She's alone,
no matter if
there's somebody around.
She's alone
with her thoughts,
trying to get away,
to suppress the dark side
of her soul,
to kill every dark thought
that travels through her mind...
And remember,
dream is just a fantasy,
Ты won't escape from your fear,
Ты won't find your cure
dreaming of better days...
And she cries
only when she's alone,
so nobody can hear,
and she prays for the день
when the Sun will shine again,
the день when
she will feel the joy of life,
the purpose will be bright...
In memories of your life
you've died so many times.
Memories of distant days
memories of unseen dreams.
You've died
you've died inside.
Inside of your silence,
your voice screams with
painful sorrow.
Memories of your distant life
and you'll fade inside.
In Поиск of light,
your eyes see nothing
but the agony of your screaming
tone that never stops bitting you.
You're all alone
in this fog,
living of the memories
of the life that is distant
to your sight.
Crashed and bitter
Ты die along with
dreams that are never going
to be seen.
you've died so many times.
Memories of distant days
memories of unseen dreams.
You've died
you've died inside.
Inside of your silence,
your voice screams with
painful sorrow.
Memories of your distant life
and you'll fade inside.
In Поиск of light,
your eyes see nothing
but the agony of your screaming
tone that never stops bitting you.
You're all alone
in this fog,
living of the memories
of the life that is distant
to your sight.
Crashed and bitter
Ты die along with
dreams that are never going
to be seen.
and extreamly over grown.
the world, it has chilled me,
Холодное сердце my very soul.
my little hope bird, it is gone
forbidden and forwarned.
all my faith and trust,
it flew away in the storm.
the fire, it can not warm me,
i do not feel the cold,
the sun doesn't shine,
my сердце is numb.
and this is why,
my hope bird has died.
because the world has chilled me,
my сердце can not ache,
nor can it brake.
the lie of a life
i'm suppose to live,
but, no one can give
an explination.
so i ask, Why?
why do we need
to belong in a group?
why can't i be me?
so this is why
hope for me is a place uncharted,
and my hope bird is gone.
i hope Ты understand...
Hole In My Soul
by
Jeremy Gould
The sun rose up with me today
and I can't help feeling this way
but every день brings me down
and there's stillness all around
I've got to get away from the pain
so I try a stroll down memory lane
Yep, I still remember you
How could I forget?
Ты thought I'd Остаться в живых you, I bet
But Ты were the first
The first to hold me tight
The first to Kiss me goodnight
Now there's nothing left
but this hole in my soul
that reminds me of what I've lost
Somehow I've got to replace
the emptiness that once was full
But what price do I pay, what cost?
The loneliness surrounding me
leaves me feeling less valuable
By the hour, by the minute
my livelihood slowly slips
As I watch it float away
I don't even try to stop it
I can't replace what you've done
so there's one solution, only one
I have to let Ты go
But there's one thing Ты should know
No matter where Ты are
No matter what Ты do
I'll always have this hole in my soul
to help remind me of you
by
Jeremy Gould
The sun rose up with me today
and I can't help feeling this way
but every день brings me down
and there's stillness all around
I've got to get away from the pain
so I try a stroll down memory lane
Yep, I still remember you
How could I forget?
Ты thought I'd Остаться в живых you, I bet
But Ты were the first
The first to hold me tight
The first to Kiss me goodnight
Now there's nothing left
but this hole in my soul
that reminds me of what I've lost
Somehow I've got to replace
the emptiness that once was full
But what price do I pay, what cost?
The loneliness surrounding me
leaves me feeling less valuable
By the hour, by the minute
my livelihood slowly slips
As I watch it float away
I don't even try to stop it
I can't replace what you've done
so there's one solution, only one
I have to let Ты go
But there's one thing Ты should know
No matter where Ты are
No matter what Ты do
I'll always have this hole in my soul
to help remind me of you
has been labeled by darkness.
Your birth is your death.
Ты have died a thousand times
in your heart,
death shines in your eyes,
following Ты like a limpet.
You've died,
though Ты still breathe,
but life is just a shadow
of your past,
Ты don't see the life.
Your road is spiny,
hope is smothered and distant
to your sight.
You're on the road,
but this road is your life,
and this life is a burden of
your fate,
and past never dies until Ты die.
Your road is full of thorns,
empty and abandoned,
like your heart,
like your life.
The день of your birth
has been labeled
by darkness.
It's everywhere Ты look,
you're on this road alone
and this road is the burden
of your fate,
past never dies until Ты die.