I would do (almost) anything to get T & G down to Oz next year! Oh, Lordy... I've just been reading nezangel's journal and they've all had a spiffing time up in Edinburgh. How much longer can I endure the torture? It's killing me - it's really killing me. But all I can do is wait and see...it's like an awful suspense movie!
And now...I would like to post a poem I wrote for English. I hate English, but I was particularly chuffed with this poem:
~Shine~
How can life be great – We’re engulfed by so much hate Why is this, why is that? Oh, what does it matter? It’s hard to be fifteen And to have so many dreams Of where you want to be. I’m scared – I don’t know why These people tell me lies. How can I live, how can I breathe With so much fear inside of me? I want to leave, to run, to hide, To express the things I feel inside But they don’t listen They don’t hear me. Do they know how it feels to be so hurt? To feel like you are nothing but dirt – Kicked around, beaten up… Just not heard. We miss the days when we were younger – The days of being happy and free. There was so much love, but now it’s gone And soon we’re standing all alone. The weight inside is getting heavier Why should I go on? It’s dark, it’s black and I just don’t care. But then I see it, shining bright; A lone star twinkling in the night. I reach to touch it But it’s too far I just can’t reach that shining star. But if I imagine it, if I try, I know I’ll break right though the sky I’ll reach it soon, I know I will And I’ll be shining brighter still.
I wrote it on a day (out of many) when I wasn't feeling very good. I'm a bit better now, though.
Mood - Happy & excited for nez, Peej & everyone who went
Music - nowt |