nothing i do

nothing i do these days seem to be right.
i ski, i fall.
i talk, i regret it.
i go to school, i get F's.
i sing, i cant. (well we all knew that)
i sleep, i dream of scariness.
i love, im never gunna try again.
i got a new hat, it does not fit.
i made a snow man, he fell.
i just cant do anything right!!!

who i truly am

Oh golly!!
I was reading my blog
this morning,
and really non of those stupid
things i wrote really represent me,
who i am.
A smile
is beautiful and uplifting,
not a disgraceful way to hide.
And god,
Kitty,
don't even get me started on that.
So i apologize
for not being me,
from now on i am really
going to try
to not be anyone but me,
who i truly am.

SMILE

Ssomething people plaster on their pathetic faces to hide and lie to and deceive the ones they know.

Mimicking the ones who they admire, who lives they would steal and destroy, for jealousy is what will kill us all.

Icomplete fools who wish to be more then what their ghastly selves have made.

Lovers who will never love but leave before they could get their worthless heart of steal hurt.

Eemptiness in a face.