This is a little poem I wrote. I wrote it from my heart, mind, body, and soul. I hope آپ like it. تبصرہ if آپ can. :)
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I’m supposed to be happy.
I’m supposed to smile.
I’m supposed to laugh.
Yet, I can’t.
I can’t forget that he’s not here.
I can’t forget that he never was.
I can’t forget that he didn’t care.
آپ were supposed to be a father to me.
آپ were supposed to love me.
آپ were supposed to care.
Yet, آپ didn’t.
Forgive me if I don’t understand.
I thought father’s were supposed to love their little girls.
I thought they were supposed to be the dad that beat up their boyfriends.
I thought that I would have a father that loved me.
But, I don’t.
He doesn’t care.
He never will.
I’ve learned to forget him.
He’s no father to me.
He never was.
I’m happy now.
I can laugh and smile.
Even without you.
Dad.
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I’m supposed to be happy.
I’m supposed to smile.
I’m supposed to laugh.
Yet, I can’t.
I can’t forget that he’s not here.
I can’t forget that he never was.
I can’t forget that he didn’t care.
آپ were supposed to be a father to me.
آپ were supposed to love me.
آپ were supposed to care.
Yet, آپ didn’t.
Forgive me if I don’t understand.
I thought father’s were supposed to love their little girls.
I thought they were supposed to be the dad that beat up their boyfriends.
I thought that I would have a father that loved me.
But, I don’t.
He doesn’t care.
He never will.
I’ve learned to forget him.
He’s no father to me.
He never was.
I’m happy now.
I can laugh and smile.
Even without you.
Dad.
There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night --
Ten to make and the match to win --
A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
An گھنٹہ to play and the last man in.
And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat,
یا the selfish hope of a season's fame,
But his Captain's hand on his shoulder smote
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
The sand of the desert is sodden red, --
Red with the wreck of a square that broke; --
The Gatling's jammed and the colonel dead,
And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.
The river of death has brimmed his banks,
And England's far, and Honour a name,
But the voice of schoolboy rallies the ranks,
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
This is the word that سال سے طرف کی year
While in her place the School is set
Every one of her sons must hear,
And none that hears it dare forget.
This they all with a joyful mind
برداشت, ریچھ through life like a torch in flame,
And falling fling to the host behind --
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
Ten to make and the match to win --
A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
An گھنٹہ to play and the last man in.
And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat,
یا the selfish hope of a season's fame,
But his Captain's hand on his shoulder smote
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
The sand of the desert is sodden red, --
Red with the wreck of a square that broke; --
The Gatling's jammed and the colonel dead,
And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.
The river of death has brimmed his banks,
And England's far, and Honour a name,
But the voice of schoolboy rallies the ranks,
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
This is the word that سال سے طرف کی year
While in her place the School is set
Every one of her sons must hear,
And none that hears it dare forget.
This they all with a joyful mind
برداشت, ریچھ through life like a torch in flame,
And falling fling to the host behind --
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would آپ do?
Would آپ cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
یا go into silence until the very end...
Would آپ love the ones آپ hate the most یا be the person آپ hide?
Would آپ pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?
Would آپ try and keep the sun from setting as your last دن ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else آپ say as آپ close your eyes.
When آپ stare into my eyes
What do آپ see?
I know I see a scared girl,
Who wants to break out of her shell
and دکھائیں the world who she really is.
She feels abandoned and alone
even with دوستوں and family around her.
She has been used and she was choking on the promise she would never fall again.
She's the girl people see
Laughing and smiling on the outside
is actually Crying and Hurting inside.
People misunderstands her,
They judge and tease but she puts up a shield.
She is sweet and sensitive but they don't care
They're cruel as the world we live in.
Do آپ see that in my eyes?
Do آپ see me?
It's amazing what آپ can hide
Just سے طرف کی putting on a smile.
What do آپ see?
I know I see a scared girl,
Who wants to break out of her shell
and دکھائیں the world who she really is.
She feels abandoned and alone
even with دوستوں and family around her.
She has been used and she was choking on the promise she would never fall again.
She's the girl people see
Laughing and smiling on the outside
is actually Crying and Hurting inside.
People misunderstands her,
They judge and tease but she puts up a shield.
She is sweet and sensitive but they don't care
They're cruel as the world we live in.
Do آپ see that in my eyes?
Do آپ see me?
It's amazing what آپ can hide
Just سے طرف کی putting on a smile.
All My Fault
سے طرف کی Cody Herman
آگ کے, آگ courses through my body
Rage I never knew existed
I stumble around dizzily
I know I shouldn't have insisted
We were laughing together
The دن started out great
We could have lasted forever
یا maybe it was just fate
Deep inside my heart
I know that I was wrong
We shouldn't have part
Just when we got along
So where does the blame go?
Is it to me یا to you?
How could I have stooped so low?
When was it I withdrew?
The blame is on me
The troubles are mine
To the air I plea
I knew it wasn't time
It could have worked out
We would have been fine
It would have been without
All because of the love line
سے طرف کی Cody Herman
آگ کے, آگ courses through my body
Rage I never knew existed
I stumble around dizzily
I know I shouldn't have insisted
We were laughing together
The دن started out great
We could have lasted forever
یا maybe it was just fate
Deep inside my heart
I know that I was wrong
We shouldn't have part
Just when we got along
So where does the blame go?
Is it to me یا to you?
How could I have stooped so low?
When was it I withdrew?
The blame is on me
The troubles are mine
To the air I plea
I knew it wasn't time
It could have worked out
We would have been fine
It would have been without
All because of the love line
As آپ go turn out your light
The shadows come out into your eyesight
Lurking around in each corner waiting to be found
Waiting quietly trying not to make a sound
They appear in every form
The scariest ones are in a lightning storm
Some look like witches some look like goblins
They scare آپ سے طرف کی coming into your dreams
As light tries hard to come into the seams
To help آپ out with no prevail
Their tries are effortless like a ship without a sail
As the shadows lurk in and the light tiptoes out
آپ twist and turn making want to shout
So if you're weak and not strong at all
And these unreal ghouls make your skin crawl
Try getting a night light
The shadows come out into your eyesight
Lurking around in each corner waiting to be found
Waiting quietly trying not to make a sound
They appear in every form
The scariest ones are in a lightning storm
Some look like witches some look like goblins
They scare آپ سے طرف کی coming into your dreams
As light tries hard to come into the seams
To help آپ out with no prevail
Their tries are effortless like a ship without a sail
As the shadows lurk in and the light tiptoes out
آپ twist and turn making want to shout
So if you're weak and not strong at all
And these unreal ghouls make your skin crawl
Try getting a night light
This valentine ill try something new,
a very SPECIAL recipe invented just for you,
a touch of pain in a little glass flask,
with a little bit of hatred if آپ might ask,
shake the mixture with a bit of your مگرمچرچھ, گھڑیال tears,
and dont forget your fake smiles tht fooled me for years,
CHOP my letters and burn my picture,
now heat this at about 30 degree celceius
now add the grief the دن u left me in tears,
then heat in that lonely کڑوا, تلخ mixture with how i barely slept tht day,
now let's get to the topping that's my پسندیدہ part,
ADD what's left from my stabbed,crushed heart....
a very SPECIAL recipe invented just for you,
a touch of pain in a little glass flask,
with a little bit of hatred if آپ might ask,
shake the mixture with a bit of your مگرمچرچھ, گھڑیال tears,
and dont forget your fake smiles tht fooled me for years,
CHOP my letters and burn my picture,
now heat this at about 30 degree celceius
now add the grief the دن u left me in tears,
then heat in that lonely کڑوا, تلخ mixture with how i barely slept tht day,
now let's get to the topping that's my پسندیدہ part,
ADD what's left from my stabbed,crushed heart....