Lovely Little Angel

Lovely little angel sits on the edge
Elbows on her knees and halo on her head.

Dreams of laughter and rainbows
Smiles and clouds
Hatred and tears are nowhere to be found.

Lovely little angel crosses her legs
Fists under her chin and she begins to beg:

Let this world become brighter
Everything that overshadows become lighter
Take away the burdens and the problems

Lovely little angel sheds a sad tear
Wipes it away with her finger and then she hears

Sweet angel of mine let go of your sorrow
Everything will be fine, just wait for tomorrow
Your heart is pure, your compassion is real
Go watch over my flock
Until the day I appear

Just the way this world works

Yeah you thought you had me understood
But then you realized you never even knew
A thing about me
I am more than you could ever be
I am stronger than anyone you've ever seen
I will be greater than you
Can even count to
Don't try to pin me down
I have already risen above
Higher than you can see
Higher than you will ever be
Higher than you were last night with your friends
Think about it again
You still won't get it
You are just like that
Too bad you think so highly of yourself
I hate for you to be disappointed so often
When you realize nothing you will ever do
Is anything close to what I have already done
And accomplished
And you cry tears of frustration
Because all you want is for me to be wrong
Just once
But never
Ever
Will that ever come true for you
That's just the way this world works
Me on top and you not even a dot
On the map
I am almost sorry that you are nothing
Then again I made it that way
When I stole everyone's attention
And all I had to do was blink
Sorry
But you lost
Sorry
But it never gets better
Too bad you couldn't get it right
Not like anyone gave you a chance
But that's just the way this world works
I am loved and you are not known
Hey think of it this way
No pressure
For you to be anything good
Since you will never be anything at all
That's just the way this world works
Me never failing and you never even given the option to stand or fall





*Erica is not "me or I in this!"

Alone

Dang, I wrote a lot when I was 14 (I have more from then to post...)

Alone in the darkness, I sit with fear,
Alone in the darkness, no one is here.
The void that fills my lonely soul,
Came, it seems, a thousand years ago.
There's no one here, there is no hope.
There's no one here to help me cope.
But now the light through my window shines,
It seems to know the thoughts of my mind,
It's bright rays earn their pay,
It's bright rays seem to say,
"With God everything is possible, you'll see,
With God, with God, believe you me!"
And now for me it's God as my witness,
God alone, in health and in sickness.

Beauty Queen

Again.....14!! And I am not vain...haha

I look like a beauty queen, I know that it is true.
I look like a beauty queen to me and to you.
You say I am conceited, but what do you know?
I am as beautiful as the first falling snow.
I am so beautiful, I know that it is true.
I am so beautiful, and NO one asked you!

If I had two families

I was 14 when I wrote this one also...

If I had two families, my life would be full.
If I had two families, nothing would be dull.
And if my two families lived in Spain and Germany,
I would have two families who were quite foreign to me!
But I only have one family and I will love them just the same
As if I had two families who live in Germany and Spain.


Yeah what a cool teenager I was haha

Small Town Satisfaction

I wrote this when I was 14.

White picket fences all around
Feeling so safe in this peaceful town
I see all the blue shutters and all the blue doors
As I walk down the lanes of Oakwood and Moores
I stop to talk to the Grandmother who sits on her deck
(That’s Mrs. LaMore, she’s from Quebec)
She gets her name from her grandmotherly fashion,
Her home is always open; she has such a people passion
As I walk on I hear the kids singing
It’s time to go home, it’s turning to evening
I enter my house with such satisfaction
For the place that I live and it’s small-town attraction.

Sad Day

RIP Heath Ledger

Old stuffs

I went through my portfolio recently and found a ton of writings that I would like to post here (the previous 2 or 3 are some I found in there). They are pretty old and some of them I wrote when I was probably ten! So...give me time...and I am going to post them. Enjoy!

Remember, this blog is really just so I can share my poems, stories, things like that! I have a few on myspace but I don't want to take up a whole lot of room there and I just decided it would be fun to have people acutally read these things I write. So...if you hate them...I don't care. You don't need to tell me :-) This is just for fun. Thanks!

Again...another old one

Here I am again.
Alone again.
Sitting here with nothing to do, nowhere to go, no one to see.

There goes my mind again.
I lost it again.
Somewhere deep in thought, it's gone again.

I thought I would be safe
With a man again.
Now I'm alone again.

And still life goes on,
Dragging me through,
Going on alone again.

Almost Loved You

Almost Loved You

I almost loved you
What more can I say?
That feeling came
And quickly went away.

The way you looked at me
I knew something was not right.
Then I understood when I saw her,
The "someone else" in your sight.

And what's left is hate

I wrote this during the first semester of my freshman year I believe. It's a bit exaggerated, so I am not that much of a drama queen :-) Enjoy, men!


What’s Left Is Hate
I am a feminist. I hate men. I wish they didn’t exist and women would live peacefully with gentlemen. The same, you say? Well you’re wrong. Totally different species. Men only deserve to die for they are murderers. They have slaughtered my innocence, broken my heart, beaten my self-esteem and taken my soul to hell and back. Men. That very word makes me shudder. Liars, cheaters, back-stabbers. It’s hard for me to believe I ever loved one and had such strong feelings for others. I gave myself away too easily and they tore me to pieces like dogs. I was only meat to them, those heartless, disgusting creatures. My heart, soul, and mind are broken and exposed. He knew my secrets. My deepest, darkest secrets and he told the world. They are thieves, breaking through our safety walls and stealing everything within us. And all they leave us with is hate. Oh young girl, flee from their evil eyes. You are naïve and they smell your fear and uncertainty. They are ready to prey on you but you must run. Please guard your walls closely. Do not let them in. They will rob you of everything. And what’s left is hate.

Sex AKA Lauren Rapp

Sex
Drives us to do awful things
Drives us to drive others away
Drives us to live
Drives us to strive
Drives us to love
Drives us to lie
It drives me to you when I desire
But drives you away when I am too tired
Lauren my love please understand
I am only human but I am no man
Give me your love, give me your money
I don't want your sex,
I'm no lesbian, honey



(Ok, this one is not for real...obviously...but we were bored one day because of the snowstorm and I wrote this for Lauren.)