Lucky Star...





I star at the wide black sky
As I have nothing else to do.
I hear my parents fight inside,
As my heart sinks once more.
I see a shooting star pass,
I don't bother to make a wish...
Cause nothing can bring peace in my family,
Is what I feel.

There they go again,
Yelling at the top of there voices.
And here I lie outside...
Wanting to speak up,
But nothing comes out from my mouth!

It's so lovely out 'er.
So peaceful...
But when I step my foot in my world,
There's just noise and voice around.

Don't they know what I'm going through?
Wish I could just shut them up!
But here I lie, staring at the wide sky...
Shutting my heart up,
Cause my shooting stars are never going to give me peace,
Is what I feel!


Juhixoxo

Comments

  1. Darling.October 20, 2008 at 3:49 AM

    Aw.
    I don't know what to say.
    Sorry?
    I've felt that way before to, though.

    Hopefully things get better.

    :)

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  2. AnonymousOctober 20, 2008 at 6:25 AM

    im very sorry. i didnt mean to be rude. i was just being blunt

    :(

    krl

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  3. AnonymousOctober 20, 2008 at 1:01 PM

    that's sad...but still pretty.

    Aww thank you. I don't play nearly as often as I should though. Lol dancer first musician second. =]

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  4. lone poetOctober 20, 2008 at 1:34 PM

    awww thats sad, but really good, i know, thats getting old isnt it? but, its true, sad, but i really love it :P

    and ya, sometimes it gets crazy, but 4 younger sisters really is nice, i love them, they're my step sisters tho, and then one older brother...

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  5. AnonymousOctober 20, 2008 at 2:22 PM

    I liked it.

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  6. *::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*October 20, 2008 at 4:26 PM

    awww, thats so sad, but it is really good =)

    OMG u have 2 read it! it is a really good book series =)

    good luck on ur science test 2morrow! =D

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  7. ♡♥-$u.™♥♡October 20, 2008 at 6:47 PM

    I love this poem.
    It is kinda sad though.
    My friend's parents are divorcing so I will prbably show her this poem. :]
    Keep poeming!
    Su-sU

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  8. AnonymousOctober 21, 2008 at 12:39 AM

    the ceiling

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  9. mariposaOctober 22, 2008 at 2:12 PM

    I really like this poem, it has a lot of feeling.

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