Different | Hi my name is Olivia Studdard and these are poems and whatever that I have written. Feel free to comment on any of them, they're here for a reason. I'm 14 years old and I want to be a writer when I grow up. I write poetry and short stories, but these are just my poems. Feel free to leave any comment, positive or negative, I'm open to anything. My poems are based on real events in my life, so here goes. |
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The EndMy cries peirce the air, fighting for some truth. No one's ever there.The End
On the outside life, everything is perfect. There's no such thing as strife.
I hide the tears, I hide the pain, hide away all the fears.
The bottomless pit, It may well never end, Is this really it?
A longing, a need, my heart is empty, waiting for love to be recieved.
It never seems to matter, my soul is drowning, my soul only getting sadder.
As much as I try to get it right, The hole gets deeper and darker. This
by ~wishfullaboutone
Where are you?I'm at a loss for words. Standing alone, I never thought it'd be like this. I never saw this coming. You might call it shell-shocked, How could this have happened? I should have been there, should have done something. I saw all the signs. I asked you about it, but when you denied it I should have pushed harder. I should've done something. It's all my fault. You're gone, and I'm left standing alone. All alone with my regrets. I'm here. Where are you?Where are you?
by ~wishfullaboutone
You're Still the SameYour pant's are gettin smaller, Your hair's gettin straighter, Your face's gettin prettier, Yet you're still the same. You're still gettin older, You're still gettin taller, You're still gettin on my nerves. But you're still the same. The days pass slower, my heart beats softer, the world keeps changing....... But You're Still.... the sameYou're Still the Same
by ~wishfullaboutone
Not Over YetIf I still looked at you with that same old face, If I still followed you to that same old place. Would you acknowledge me? Would you even notice me? If I shed a tear, everytime you were here, Would you see it? What if it was you I began to hate, cause everytime you're near I break. Would it matter to you? What if one day near, those words you hear, they speak the truth. I'm gone. You scream and shout, Just let it out, Wishing you could have another chance, Get one last dance. But you can't. It's all over now, you should knoNot Over Yet
by ~wishfullaboutone
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Disapperingby ~Emma-Hyde
EverythingEverything seems to remind me of you Your smile Your laugh Your eyes I stare at the screen and see youEverything
In what I read
And in my dreams you become
Mine, but when I wake I know you'll stare at me Behind the sunglasses That keep you from Those in the world
Who want to get close.
You are a tease Simple and hard to please Nickelback said you look
Good with something in your
Mouth, damn it's true.
Just watching you makes Me think of things A Christian girl should ignore
I can't make you mine
by ~Emma-Hyde
Look Around"I wish you were here" she told me I chuckled and whispered into the phone "I'm there" She was silent "Look up" I told her I knew she was "I'm the wind blowing through your hair, I'm the stars lighting up the night, I'm the moon up above you" "I'm the one who holds you while you sleep, I watch over you, I scare your nightmares away" "When you cry I am there to hug you and wipe the tears away" "When you feel you have to give up, you can't go on, listen, I am the one screaming at you to keep going" "You see?" "I am always there with you" I could hear her muffled tearsLook Around
by ~Riker515
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- Current Residence: in front of a typewriter
- Interests: wrting.music.singing.soccer
- Favourite movie: When a Stranger Calls
- Favourite band or musician: Paramore
- Favourite genre of music: punk rock. screamo, rock. alternative
- Favourite artist: me
- Favourite poet or writer: Sarah Dessen
- Favourite style of art: writing
- Operating System: computer???
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Favourite game: soccer!
- Favourite cartoon character: definately spongebob. but b4 they ruined it
- Personal Quote: You never know everything you have until it's all taken away from you
- Website: http://oliviaspoems3563.blogspot.com
- Email: emioli123@comcast.net
- AIM: emioli123
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~Where is there to turn when you're up against a wall?
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~Where is there to turn when you're up against a wall?
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If one is to be oneself then one must act like who they are
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-I'm nothing but a lone wolf, misunderstood and labeled to be dangerous.
-Sometimes if you love someone so much, it will actually hurt more.
-Heart attacks... God's revenge for eating his little animal friends
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~Where is there to turn when you're up against a wall?
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-I'm nothing but a lone wolf, misunderstood and labeled to be dangerous.
-Sometimes if you love someone so much, it will actually hurt more.
-Heart attacks... God's revenge for eating his little animal friends
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