Yes, I am a teenage girl Yes, I am a teenage girl No, I don't squeal over One DirectionNo, I don't wear mini skirtsNo, I don't curl my hair everydayNo, I don't need my phone 24/7Yes, I am a teenage girlYes, I prefer Edward Scissorhands over Edward CullenYes, I like violent video gamesYes, I like action moviesYes, I listen to RockYes, I am a teenage girlNo, I don't draw hearts all over my homeworkNo, I don't spend 20 minutes trying to make myself resemble a porcelain dollNo, I'm not afraid to cryNo, I don't party every weekendYes, I am a teenage girlYes, I hate reality showsYes, my hair is short and messyYes, I'd rather walk in the woodsYes, I a
a poem for that one guy -edit-Roses are redViolets are blueIf I ever go downYou’re coming too.Tell all those secretsTell all those lies.Our friendship fades, and slowly dies.I tried my bestto be your friend.but I guess all good things come to an end.A hug or two ago,you used to rock me to and fro.Every time you walked by, I was speechlessEvery time you spoke I was breathlessEvery time we touched I was helpless.I was trying to make you mineBut I guess I ran out of time.
Need A Hug?"Need A Hug?"The wind chimes are ringing from a delicate blowThe city in lights is completely covered in snowThe waters are freezing down by the bayBut all of these sights to me appear greyA rainbow appeared minutes after rainA patient with a doctor was cured of his painFamilies on-board are being served on a trainBut this food just doesn't taste the sameA butterfly has landed on a delicate branchThe cattle are roaming outside on a ranchHummingbirds are chirping high in a treeOh, how I wish you were here with meA festival is held in a city's huge hallsA boy is waiting for an intimate callA bass is pumping music through the
Like You, Dad"Like You, Dad"When I grow up, I want to be like you, DadI want to give my children the things I never hadI want to raise and nurture them the best I canAnd if they fail at times of course I'll understandI want to be there for them, the way you were there for meThrough hardships and happiness we'll build our memoriesI want to watch them grow and change the way I didAnd pray I don't leave them early like you left me, God forbidI want to follow in your footsteps; every step by stepThough it's never easy because many nights I weptFeeling hopeless and lost; emptied by exhaustI wanted to go up with you by any means or costBecause
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