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I'd like to write a poem or prose so nice
The ones that ooze with good advice
The types full of wisdom and truth
The ones that can calm and soothe

Or maybe a verse full of wit
That'll make readers go "That's neat!"
But all I can come up with is this lousy thing
About the things I keep wishing

I should come to terms with it
I really can't write for shit
DAMMIT!

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v Friday, August 20, 2004 v

You know I was thinking & thinking & thinking. That I don't ever have and I don't really want a true best best best friend. Like all my close friends now are like close but I don't have a special one-to-one friendship. Maybe I threw my chances away but that's the way I am. I'm more a quiet worker at friendships, just doing my own deal. But really, the Hoobastank thing made me realise that they have a deeper friendship than mine and it hurts me to know I'm incapable of developing that.

Even my current school friends too. They all have somebody or other, from teh past school or wtv.
Only I'm the fucked up girl with nothing to show. Not that I don't treasure them all but ... it just makes me wonder, what do others think of me.

~wYLdeFiLLy~ 10:40 pm [+]
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