CELL OF THE MIND

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Appointed By the Press

My life is a newspaper for everyone to read.

The National Inquirer, the News, everybody sees.

Careful of what I do, and cautious of what I say.

Everything is out in the open today.

If I am nowhere to be found then maybe it’ll all die.

However, I still have to live my life.

So I continue to be in public view

to live a life of a fantasy from you.

Turn the page, and there is a picture of me.

Turn on the TV, and there’s my face looking so lovely.

Open up a book, and read my chapters.

You will never hear my view, because it doesn’t matter.

Watch a movie of the things of my past.

Watch how I grow up, and learned so fast.

I would not change too much if I had it to do.

Someone might learn from my mistakes, maybe you.

Do not hate me, because of other people’s point of view.

Search my soul for reason and meaning of the things I do.

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Because I’m Hurt

What if everything you said got through to me,

and I suddenly found out you were using me. 

If everything begin to eat away at me,

and everything wasn’t true that you say to me,

would it be right if I let you stay with me?

How about I leave, and give you everything,

because I don’t want a memory of you and me.

Maybe I should hurt you the way you hurt me.

Do you think that would ease my pain?

Don’t try to use those tired lines on me they’re lame.

You are so lucky I was not raised like that.

I want so much to pay you back,

because you have scarred me and bruised my heart for life.

I would give anything right now for you and I to make it right.

With you being stubborn and full of yourself

you’d never notice, because there’s always someone else.

I wish I could hide my crying.

It is hard, but I’m trying.

A part of me wants you to touch me,

but I’m afraid it’ll break my heart into.

In a situation like this what is a girl to do?

I do not feel bad I feel worse.

I’m confused, because I’m hurt.

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An Unexpected Pain

My tears are falling with no name.

My fingers are pointing with no blame.

My mouth can form no words.

My heart is crumbled, and it hurts.

My eyes are in a daze for hours.

All I want is a nice hot shower,

so no one will see me cry.

I don’t even want to talk about it,

because I don’t want to know why.

I swallow my tears so you won’t know.

I hold myself at night when you won’t show.

My eyes are puffy, and something aches

in a long yearning and unfulfilled place.

I hope tomorrow bring sunshine not rain,

because today brought an unexpected pain.

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I’m Stuck

Now that I’ve found someone in my life

it seems everyone wants to say it’s not right. 

I don’t listen to them,

but I hear the words they say. 

Sometimes it affects our life day to day. 

I find myself having

nothing to say or do at times. 

He thinks it’s him, but it’s not. 

They have just clouded my mind. 

The more I try to let it go

I begin to mess up. 

It’s not that I’m trying to push you away,

I’m just fed up.

I’m not in anyone else’s business

telling them what I think. 

I’m trying to maintain my own,

and keep my chains linked. 

I’m happy no doubt,

but how can I make him see

that my actions are a mixture of feelings within me? 

I’ve never known something to be so good

then feel like it’s all slipping away. 

You used to hold me,

and we would talk until it was day. 

I like to be alone with you,

because it’s a closeness that we both can share. 

It’s hard to feel that sense when you’re not there.

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Never Judge a Book by Its Cover

At one time it was,

“I hate you, because you don’t love me.”

Now, I love you because

I’m looking further than the eye can see.

Misunderstood by the first page read.

I’m half-way in the book.

People are so easily misled.

If they get through the first chapter,

maybe they will open their eyes.

If they walked in the depth I’m in,

maybe they will realize

that you didn’t write the book they received.

That was interpreted

on the behalf of what other people believe.

Your chapters are not all

what people say is , “Right,”

but who can say

they have lived that perfect life?

I don’t care what went on

in the chapters I’ve read through.

I know there’s something deeper

on the inside of you.

I don’t recognize the cover of this book,

but I’m willing to take a closer look.

They say, “Get up close and personal

to understand another.

Never judge a book by its cover.”

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The Talk

I try.

I really do.

I strive,

and I work hard to.

In order to be me in life,

my mistakes, I have to learn from.

I can’t go on in life

step-by-step being dumb.

It seems the harder I try,

the easier it is for trouble to follow.

I continue on, and I wipe my tears.

I’m not that shallow.

I see the judgement I receive from others,

but I try never to judge another.

I hear the whispered words,

and I feel the mysterious looks.

I see through them,

and I read them like a book.

I touch the distance,

and I call for resistance.

I stay as far away as I can to avoid conflict,

but with every move I make I encounter it.

So I continue to walk

to avoid all the jibber-jabber and talk.

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Distinguish

I look into your eyes,

and I see the future ahead. 

I cloud my thoughts with negativity instead. 

Why I do, I do not know. 

Maybe because I have been hurt

so many times before. 

You assure me time after time,

but someone else has already used a few of those lines. 

Please, do not get agitated

when I sigh in disbelief.  

Trust me, Baby; it’s not you it’s me.

I know you mean well,

and my best interest is at your heart. 

I’m just having a hard time trying to pull the two apart. 

Bad and good. 

Lies and truth. 

Honor and betrayal.  

Past relationships and You. 

My mind is boggled every day. 

I’m soar afraid I will push you away. 

There are a few days I have mastered forgetfulness. 

Then there are those days, of me, it gets the best. 

The good thing is I’m satisfied and content. 

It’s just those memories that are hard to deal with. 

I’ve always heard it that love is blind. 

I put my hand in your hand, and opened its eyes.

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