Growing Fast. Dying Slow. Living Life. Being Me. - Brooke O. (good books to read for beginners TXT) 📗

Deserved Love

I would die for you
I would stand in the rain and wait
I would cry for my whole life for you

And you would still never love me

You would hide my body in the closet
You would make lightning hit
You would laugh
As I began to sob

But he would love me

He would bring me back to life
He would give me his jacket to keep me warm
He would wipe my tears
And kiss the sadness away

He deserves the love
You made impossible to give
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Why?

I sat at the window
Looking over the city
Thinking, why?

Why does sadness follow me?
Why does happiness sit just out of my reach?
So close,
But yet so far away

They look at me
They all know
Why do they have to know?

“They’re here to help.”
“They want to make you better.”

No they don’t
They just want to brag about helping a person
Who can’t help herself

They really are THAT stupid
They can’t help me
No one can
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Don't Leave Me

If I let you run,
Would you run right back?
If I helped you fly,
Would you land again?
Or would run away…?
Soar the skies without me…?
My heart needs someone to protect it
If I trust you… will I make the right choice?
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If

If I died today…
Would you cry?
If you cried…
Would those tears be real?
If they were…
Would you know why?
Would they be of sadness…?
Of anger…?
Of frustration…?
Of loneliness…?
…Of joy…?
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*Rolls Eyes*

Take a pause
Take a step back
Turn around

One quick kiss
Then run inside

Slam the door
And blush

Sit down
And smile

Dance around the room
Squealing with happiness

A short text
‘i luv u’

… CLASSIC BORING LOVE STORY!!!
*gags*
So cliché!
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Not Ready Yet

Why do you tell me to grow up,
When I’m only a little girl?

You say I won’t be little forever.
That I’ll have to grow up someday.

But you don’t understand.
That’s what I mean exactly.

I won’t be little forever.
I’ll have to make my own life one day.
I’ll have to grow up.

But not now.
Not while I only have a short while left as a child.
A little while left being wild.

I want to scream at nothing!
I want to dance and twirl when I have nothing better to do!
I want to be me.
I want to be a child.

If just for a little while.
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<3

I wanna be like you one day.
I wanna be as sweet,
As loving,
As caring.

I wanna be as funny,
A child at heart,
To make people smile,
To make people laugh.

I wanna be a friend as amazing as you.
To always be there.
And always listen.

You always say God gave you me.
But I think it’s the other way around.

I got you.
Always giving me crazy nicknames,
Always smiling,
Always being you.

Teaching me
To always be me.
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Dying Slow

Every day I die
A little more inside

Thinking of sweet
Sugarcoated lies

Yes, I know
My life is perfect
Or… at least, as good as it gets

More lies

No one’s life is perfect
Nothing ever is
I won’t cry over what can’t be changed
Because crying can’t change it

Plus, I don’t want sympathy
I don’t want sorrow
And I ESPECIALLY

don’t want help

I’m happy with keeping it bottled up inside
Because I’m okay if I slowly die
A little more inside

By the hand of sweet
Sugarcoated lies

I’m not scared to say goodbye
Because of the pain caused by the ‘hi’

Bye-bye

No, I haven’t died:)
Not there
Not yet

Don’t look so disappointed

Haha, I know
But, I’m not saying bye
To my totally awesome life

I’m saying bye to you
Who’s trying to ruin it

So… once again
(Now that we have everything clarified…)

Bye-bye!
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Being Me

I love who I am
And that will never change

Yes, sometimes I get insecure
Yes, sometimes I feel like I don’t belong

But you don’t learn to hate yourself
You learn to love yourself

And I can tell you right now…
I don’t belong
I wasn’t made to fit in

I was made to stand out in a crowd

I’m know some people think that I’m nothing special
And I don’t mind
I’m special to myself
I’m special to some people

So if you (whoever you are) don’t think I’m special…
Good for you

I will always be me
And being me is special
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My Secret Crush