The Real Y()u

Oh Ya!
I'm smiling.
But deep down I cry.
I'm not fine..
But for you, everything's alright!
When I try to tell you,
You fail to see my sorrow!
When I'm in pain,
And wanna hold you close,
You're always busy...
And again, my pain is left in me.
I thought I had you.
I felt you knew.
You said you were mine,
But no!
I failed to see the real you...
Which I now know.

Comments

  1. Romans 12:2December 6, 2008 at 11:37 AM

    I'm doing good. I'm always doing good. What style of poems do you write? If you play an instrument, you could put a tune to your words. - Bob

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  2. vLoDecember 6, 2008 at 12:01 PM

    great again. anyways, my fav song is numb. i used to think it was ok. but then i like it so much, i wanna listen to it over and over again. i think it was becuz of the music video. did u do the dibsy show thing?

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  3. BiLLiON $$$December 6, 2008 at 2:59 PM

    o yah your posts are great :)
    thanks for the comment :)

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  4. DibsyDecember 6, 2008 at 4:15 PM

    this is so me and my friends. DX

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  5. Miss. MaddieDecember 6, 2008 at 6:20 PM

    loved it!

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  6. *::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*December 7, 2008 at 8:37 AM

    haha it was fun :)

    I love the poem and the pic! :)

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  7. BronnieDecember 7, 2008 at 4:01 PM

    Hey (:
    thanks for commenting my blog;
    i know you did it wayy back in october i'm really sorry for being so late to reply i just haven't been on here.
    i love this little poem, its so cute :)
    thankyou
    x

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  8. Romans 12:2December 7, 2008 at 7:42 PM

    My studies are going good. Right now, I'm studying 1 Corinthians 12-14. If you have a Bible, read it and tell me what you think it's saying. Just if you have time or want to. - Bob

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  9. Sakhi.December 8, 2008 at 8:19 PM

    oooops!ur loyala guy betrayed u or wht???
    btw nice poem!!

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