When we first met I was strong and buff. I thought I was the love of your life. When you kissed my smooth surface for the first time.... wow. We went every where together. Then things fell apart. You kissed another right in front of me. I didn't want you back then I caved. You used me until there was nothing left, then you just throw me away. By that time I was weak and then I was gone.......   

I hate his girl that I see through the window.

She pale and has scared legs,

I hate this girl. 

This girl I see when I go to school,

I hate her. 

I see her in my dreams,

I hate her. 

I hate this girl that I can't escape. 

This girl that is everywhere,

 I can't shake. 

I can't shake this girl,

this girl that I hate. 

From the blue eyes to the odd hair

I hate her. 

Her freckled skin, 

they way she always

 wheres that gold bracelet,

I hate her. 

I hate the girl that I see in the mirror,

every morning......    

A red haired girl lied on a blue rimed trampoline with one of her friends. They where so different and at the same time so much a like. He was 2 years old then the red haired girl. The red haired girl and the blonde haired boy lied on the trampoline together. The stars where out and they burned brighter that anything they had ever seen. The red haired girl and blonde haired boy where alone. The blonde haired boy wrote something on his phone then slide it over to the red haired girl. The message read "Do you want to kiss me?" The red haired girl had always like the blonde haired boy but was to scared to tell him. The red haired girl replied with " I would but my dad is inside." She slide the phone back to the blonde haired boy. He looked at the message with disappointment. The red haired girl then got up and left the blonde haired boy with his thoughts. The red haired girl wished she could have played that differently. The blonde haired boy thought the red haired girl didn't like him. The red haired girl thought if she could play it different that she would have rolled over to the blonde haired boy and gave him her very first kiss.    

A woman that had to fun of a night.

 Goes to the doctor with an unwanted problem.

The problem that did nothing wrong. 

The problem did nothing more then be there. 

The problem that wasn't even a "real" problem.

This is a problem that has seen,

the light of day. 

The women when to the doctor because of 

the to fun night.

The to fun night is where she found the problem.  

After that doctor visit the problem,

was no more...... 

The child

knows what goes on inside the 

wooden door. 

The child hears the man yell

and the woman scream. 

The child know that there,

is a bag packed for the yelling man.

The child know that when 

the yelling man stops yelling, 

the screaming woman will stop screaming. 

The child can hear what goes on

inside the wooden door,

the child doesn't tone it out

just lingers outside

the wooden door. 

The teen

knows what goes on behind the

wooden door.

 The teen knows that

the yelling mans bags are packed.

The teen knows that when the 

yelling man stops yelling then

the screaming women will stop screaming. 

The teen knows that the screaming

woman can only push so hard.

The teen can hear what goes 

on behind the wooden door even with earbuds in.

The teen knows that if the 

yelling man doesn't stop yelling 

and the screaming woman doesn't stop screaming

she won't listen anymore.  

The young adult 

knows what goes on beyond the  

wooden door. 

The young adult knows that 

the yelling mans feet are half way out the door.

The young adult knows that the 

screaming woman is pushing to hard. 

The young adult know that she can't listen any more. 

She couldn't listen anymore. 

When the yelling man 

and screaming woman found

the child, teen, and young adult 

all was silent. 

The yelling man didn't yell anymore

and the screaming woman didn't scream anymore,

because of that one girl. 

The one girl that man the yelling man 

yelling,

and the screaming woman 

scream. 

The one girl was the child that

saw the bag packed.

The one girl was the teen that

saw the screaming woman was pushing to hard.

The one girl was the young adult that saw

that yelling mans feet half way out the door. 

The one girl is now that one angle who

sees the one family with out 

there one daughter.  

The tingle will make you shiver,

it will take your breath away. 

The tingle that is lust,

 makes a girl blush and a boy buy chocolate.

The boy buys the chocolate for the blushing girl,

who blushes because of the magic that is lust. 

The tingle that isn't as powerful as love,

but is so much more then a crush. 

The tingle that is lust. 

Powerful. Amazing. Lust. 

Gone......

I sit on the same old bus,

on my way to the same old basket ball game. 

We pass the same old hay bells. 

This is the same old world.

Everything is the same. 

Why do we live in a same old world,

where nothing changes. 

I can't take this same old world. 

Some day I was just have a same old death. 

I knew a girl. She wasn't pretty or popular.

We weren't friends, 

I just knew her. 

I know that her father, 

was a drunk and her mother was gone with no word.

I only knew her. 

I know that the same girl who laughed,

and smiled one day was in the shower 

cutting her leg the next. 

I know that the girl was only a shell of a person 

at the end of the school year. 

I know that her friends stabbed her in the back.

I know she hid in a book on the last row on the last day,

when on the first she sat in the front with her friends. 

I know that she didn't go anywhere during the summer. 

I know that she got so my text from people she didn't know, 

that she through her from the second floor in her house. 

I knew a girl she was pretty or popular. 

She wasn't ugly or friendless. 

I knew a girl and now that's all I or anyone else can do.