I wrote about a friend, and i didn't realise what was happening until to late.

[AnotherBrokenDoll]

The girls oh how they hated her,

The boys they used to stare.

The guys would state such beauty,

While the girls spread lies unfair.

 

Why was she so pretty,

The girls they used to cry,

How was anyone to know,

It was a simple disguise.

 

Her father how he left her,

Her mother oh she found me.

This poor young girl left all alone,

Nothing could set her free.

 

Then you did come along,

You held her by the hand,

Led her to her wonderland,

Just to show her sinking sand.

 

Oh boy you shattered her broken heart,

Blackness now her only art.

 

Once so pretty,

Now so frail,

Day to night,

She lives only for the numbers upon that scale.

 

Now listen hard you wonderland boys,

Never steal a heart or soul,

Never take away a life,

Don't break that perfect promise,

And think there shall be no strife.

 

Girls they so fall hard and fast,

Hope everything will last,

So boy please understand,

Its more then just a heart at hand.

 

I know this is alot to bare,

And you may never really care,

But i say this with such honesty,

Not to cause controversy.

 

Each little affair you wish to have,

Your own business it may be,

Just i have seen what it can do,

Just thought that you should see it to.

[SkylinesTurnstiles]

Omg Hunny

 

I first saw this on myspace but i wanna tell you again, i really really like it

 

I love it, i think its one of your best baby gal

 

Oxox

[arwen]

This is an unbelievably mature and insightful poem, and elegantly phrased as well. I can't believe you are so young, maybe you have what they call an 'old soul'.

 

arwen

[AnotherBrokenDoll]

Gahhh it better just be an old soul i don't want no wrinkles before i need them hehe

 

I guess i just saw what happened to this girl so i could tell the story.

 

Thankyou both for your comments.

[Blazer]

That was beautifully written Rozi. Thank you for sharing it.

 

Blazer

[arwen]

Gahhh it better just be an old soul i don't want no wrinkles before i need them hehe

 

I guess i just saw what happened to this girl so i could tell the story.

 

Thankyou both for your comments.

 

Hahaha at 15 NO one needs to worry about wrinkles. That starts around my age I guess

 

I find it so great that some people (definitely not me as a prose-person) can create poetry out of events in life. Have you thought about writing poetry and put them to music? Your verses have a good metrical structure.

 

Arwen

[AnotherBrokenDoll]

Wanna know the worst thing about cheeting, you never believe it would happen to you. Everyone promises you that this guy would never hurt you. Then he shatters the last piece of heart you had left... I bet thats how this girl felt.

[arwen]

Yeah, but in the end it's not about other people's promises but about the agreement between two people. I don't understand cheating. How one can justify it to him/herself. But maybe that's because I know how it is to be cheated on.

[AnotherBrokenDoll]

It was a mistake, it wasn't MENT to happen... Thats popular... I don't know either but when you watch someone fade away like that you just know how much it hurts them... And i do write songs occasionally, i can't put them to music i have no musical talent lol.