Fighting
I'm crying, but I no longer know
Why
Why you scream
Why you yell
Wht he says go to hell
Why I'm laughing
It's not funny
It's not funny
I don't know why
Why you swear
Why you cry
Why he walks out the door
He'll be back
He always does
I'm crying, but I don't know
Why
Why you scream
Why you yell
Why he says go to hell
poem by Jordyn Heal
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Its Funny
It’s funny how you break me down
And yet I’m still there waiting
How you yell and scream
And I’m still there trying.
Its funny how you get away
With the crap you do.
Well I’m not laughing
Because it’s just
Sad that you manipulate
Me the way you do.
Make me feel guilty
When I try to express myself!
It’s funny how you have
So much control over MY world,
And how push my buttons and
I refrain from do anything at all.
Its funny how play your cards,
Thinking I’d never leave.
Well no ones laughing anymore
Everyone can now see
You will no longer have control
Over me! No longer be the cause
Of my tears, no longer tell me what to do.
It’s funny, the way you’re
Looking at me all pathetic,
It’s funny the way I tipped the
Tables. Yes I’m laughing now,
I can finally fly and have no worries.
Your reign is done, the moments
Are gone, I think its funny that now
You’ll suffer what I have for many months.
poem by Megan Bullington
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Funny Fake Doll
As a kid I made a fake “me” doll,
she was like me but not too tall.
I sewed her up with bathroom towels,
she was original and had no jowls.
Practical joke I did make,
with Funny Doll that was fake.
I put fake doll in my bed,
covered the blankets over dolls head.
Then my sister went to sleep,
I told her from far away,
I was sleeping “Please don’t make a peep? ”
My sister said, “Are you alright?
you look very sick looking tonight.”
I replied, with a yell, ha! Ha!
Then I ran to room laughing like hell.
My sister got scared, and then she laughed,
It was very funny, it was a blast.
These funny childhood memories are the ones that last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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But you're dead
I'm right here,
I yell.
No one hears me,
So I just leave.
I find my brother.
And he's crying.
I tell him,
I'm right here.
He doesn't hear me,
So I leave.
I find my mom,
She is crying too.
I yell,
I'm right here.
She doesn't hear me,
So I leave.
I find my grandpa,
He is crying.
I yell,
I'm right here.
He doesn't hear me,
So I leave.
I find my grandma,
She is crying.
I tell her,
I'm right here.
She says,
But you're dead.
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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Welcome to hell
People yell, people scream, people cry
Welcome to hell
People kill, people steal, people lie
Welcome to hell
People leave, people hurt, people die
Welcome to hell
And welcome to life
poem by Shayna Johnston
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Burn In Hell
Speak to me
Of those days I wont forget
Your worst dreams
Has just returned - to pay you back
Im still laughing
Theres not much else I can do
But ones things certain
Im coming back for you
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who you used it on
Its time to burn in hell
Say my name
I can hear you whisper
Not to blame?
You are going to blister
Scream in the night
Ive been counting the days
Its so amusing
To see you again
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who dya use it on
Youre going to burn in hell
Die
Why?
Time to pay the price
Kill
I will
Have my sacrifice
Plead
With fear
I am getting near
Friend
Liar
Time to eat some fire
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who dya use it on
Youre going to burn in hell
Burn in hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in hell
You are going to blister
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who dya use it on
Youre going to burn in hell
Burn in hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in hell
You are going to blister
Snarl like a dog
Youll scream like a banshee
Stuck like a hog
Youre gonna love me
Burn in hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in hell
You are going to blister
Burn in hell
Screaming like a banshee
Burn in hell
Burn
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Sister Lisa's Surprise
As a kid I made a fake "me" doll,
she was like me but not too tall.
I sewed her up with bathroom towels,
she was original and had no jowls.
Practical joke I did make,
with Funny Doll that was fake.
I put fake doll in my bed,
covered the blankets over dolls head.
Then my sister went to sleep,
I told her from far away,
I was sleeping "Please don't make a peep? "
My sister said, "Are you alright?
you look very sick looking tonight."
I replied, with a yell, ha! Ha!
Then I ran to room laughing like hell.
My sister got scared, and then she laughed,
It was very funny, it was a blast.
These funny childhood memories are the ones that last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
www.christinasunrise.com www.suzae.com
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Joe Porterhouse
The children sit upon the stairs
High above a valley of tears
Dont let them see you crying that way oh no
Oh no joe porterhouse
Is not gone forever
Hell be back another day
Dont let them see you crying that way
Chorus
Please dont wake him let him sleep
Its a moment she can keep
Like an old bus ticket or a photograph
Resting on the mantlepiece
While for the wicked there is no peace
She says its not his time to go
Why we were nearly lovers years ago
Now what is left for me
Among the broken branches of the family tree
Heart like an anchor
Arms like cable
He stood all alone on an iron turntable
Dont let them see you crying that way oh no
The sun beats down
Its cracking the flags
Boys who should know better
Are stamping out fags
Dont let them see you laughing that way
Chorus
Oh no joe porterhouse
Is not gone forever
Hell be back another day
Dont let them see you crying that way
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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She Cant Help Herself
When she was a baby the world was a picture
One twist of fate took her parents away
On a highway, theyre not coming home
Shes alone
Then strangers appeared gave her love that she needed
Over those green hills and so far away
Like an echo, in the night shed scream
In her dreams
She cant help herself, she cant help herself
She cant help herself crying alone
But theres so many crying like you
When nearly a woman a friend of the family
Took that away that was precious to give
She pretended nothing happened there
Through the years
She cant help herself, she cant help herself
She cant help herself crying alone
But theres so many crying like you
Now she walks alone down the lane made for lovers
Too scared to open her heart to someone
Close the door and push away the pain, once again
She cant help herself, she cant help herself
She cant help herself crying alone
All her bridges were burned long ago
She cant help herself, she cant help herself
She cant help herself crying alone
But theres so many crying like you
Dont cry, leave a light on the landing hall
Dont cry, theres a rainbow behind that door
Just when you cant take anymore
. . . therell be someone to help you to break down the walls
Just when you cant feel anymore
. . . therell be someone to help you to even the score
Just when you cant give anymore
. . . therell be someone to help you to break down the walls
Just when you cant take anymore
. . . therell be someone for sure
song performed by by Level 42
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Read This....
Isnt it funny that when you go to the shops with your friends you look down at the girl with black jeans and studs but smile at the girl wearing a a mini with a tshirt that barely cover anything?
Isnt it funny you can change your music taste to impress a guy but when it comes to a girl who likes her own music and her own style, you give her a mouthful?
ISNT IT FUNNY that a guy can get away with being a gangsta but the emo gets a mouthful from everyone
are you laughing?
Isnt it funny a emo can be quiet all through the week but gets more shit from everyone than the girl who sleeps around and sells her virginity?
ISNT IT FUNNY that you dont mind your friends drinking, smoking but the minute someone mentions emo music you can give them a lecture on melodramatic teenage outcasts?
im not laughing.
ITS SO FUNNY that you and your friends can make a girls life hell and not know anything about the silent battle she might be fighting.
ISNT IT FUNNY that you can call emos, punks, goths the retards but still manage to get through your day without an inch of guilt in your heart.
HOW YOU CAN CALL A GIRL A POSER, HOW CAN YOU SAY 'YOUR NOT EMO' OR 'ATTENTION SEEKER' WITHOUT SPENDING A SECOND TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHY THERE ARE CUTS ON HER WRISTS AND WHY SHE SPENDS HER LUNCHTIMES CRYING INSTEAD OR LAUGHING WITH HER FRIENDS
KEEP ON LAUGHING
isnt it funny you can say and do all this without any idea of what is going on in this persons life
without knowing her situation with her friends
or her family
or her LIFE
BRAVE ISNT GOING UP ON STAGE AND STRIPPING
BRAVE IS NOT SAYING A SPEECH
OR DUMPING YOUR BOYFRIEND
BRAVE IS
GOING TO SCHOOL ON MUFTI DAY AND NOT FOR A SECOND CARE WHAT THE WHORES AROUND YOU ARE SAYING ABOUT YOUR CLOTHES
ITS LISTENING TO YOUR OWN MUSIC AND BEING PROUD OF IT
ITS GOING THROUGH EVERY DAY WITH THE THINGS PEOPLE SAY TO YOUR FACE AND BEHIND YOUR BACK AND YOU STILL KEEP QUIET
ITS KNOWING WHAT YOUR 'FRIENDS' ARE SAYING ABOUT YOU AND STILL CALLING THEM YOUR FRIENDS
BRAVE IS KNOWING THAT TOMOROW ISNT A BRIGHT AND HAPPY FUTURE
ITS ANOTHER DAY OF BITCHING AND DODGING RUMORS
KEEP ON LAUGHING.
poem by Aurora Lockwood
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It's Kind of Funny
It's kind of funny how those who want life get it taken away,
while those who loathe it wander around.
Almost as if a waste.
It's kind of funny how those who try to do right get it spit back in their face.
The bad walk among us as if to be common people.
They, they get your respect.
It's kind of funny the people you love, they're usually the fall of you.
They say they're there for you but always somehow make you feel worthless.
It's kind of funny how everything can end so fast.
Everything can just disappear.
It's kind of funny how I wish I never met you.
I wish I could tell you.
I wish we could be.
And I wish that everything wasn't so funny and that everything could be what it is.
It's kind of funny how me and you,
we don't matter.
What I say and do will always be funny to you.
It's no longer funny.
poem by Elina Fields
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Love Is Hell
There's strange weather in the back of the room
And she's pretty, Jesse's spinning the tunes
Eyelashes, and some white leather boots
God, what have I been drinking?
I could be serious but I'm just kiddin' around
I could be anything, anything but sticking around
Love is hell
Love is hell
Love is . . . hell
Is . . .hell
It's raining, I can see it outside
Funny I'm still in it
Just sitting here with Johnny and Raph'
Untll the room starts spinning
I could be serious but I'm just kiddin' around
I could be anything, nothing, whatever, oh well
Love is hell
Love is hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Is . . . hell
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Earl.....
now you know what a silent scream is all about,
it is when your letters lie there naked and yell without a sound
and people
close friends and those that know you before you begin saying
that scream
say, yes we knew it
and we are comfortable with it
with you
there is nothing to hide everything
is as obvious as a cloud
the usual sun at midday
the full moon
one evening when you are so silent
as the thousand stars scattering themselves
in that big, black, empty
umbrella space
you think people will believe you
someone laughed, this is not the truth, this is a joke
this is nothing but another gimmick from
Earl,
the ears are plugged, but the eyes still see
it is your touch somehow
that must reveal it in another personal thigh
the fingers that glide and hold
the inner secret
it is me, you say
but by then nobody is interested anymore
and so i say, give yourself a break
have a hell of a good time out there
no one minds
no one is interested about you
and your
fake silent scream
we met that once but we refuse to hear
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'm Funny
I am fuuny
thats who am i
I am funny
Make u laugh n cry
I am funny
Do funny things
I am funny
I like to play with strings
I am funny
And i don't care
I look funny in my underwear
It's funny that im funny
Thats what i like to be
So lets be funny together
Be funny like me
Funny... But Not
it's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye
it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry
it's funny how forever never seems to last
it's funny how much you'd lose if you forgot about your past
it's funny how “friends” can just leave when you are down
it's funny how when you need someone they never are around
it's funny how people change and think they're so much better
it's funny how many lies are packed into one “love letter”
it's funny how one night can contain so much regret
it's funny how you can forgive but not forget
it's funny how ironic life turns out to be
but the funniest part of all, is none of thats funny to me
poem by Arianna Loshnowsky
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Funny....But Not For Me! ! ! !
t's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye
it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry
it's funny how forever never seems to last
it's funny how much you'd lose if you forgot about your past
it's funny how “friends” can just leave when you are down
it's funny how when you need someone they never are around
it's funny how people change and think they're so much better
it's funny how many lies are packed into one “love letter”
it's funny how one word can contain so much regret
it's funny how you can forgive but not forget
it's funny how ironic life turns out to be
but the funniest part of all, is none of thats funny to me
poem by Gaurav Sharma
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Scream
Scream
Scream at the world
For all your pain
For all your worries
For all that you lost
For all that you gained
Scream
Scream at the world
Wipe your tears away
Listen to it echo
Feel the stress
Melt away
Scream
Scream at the world
For loves found
And loves lost
For every feeling
That gets jumbled up
Scream
Scream at the world
For your horrible day
For the things that they say
For everything that
Drags you down
Scream
Scream at the world
Then let it fade away
Tomorrow's a new day
Today is a memory
No one knows what' ll happen
Scream
Scream at the world
Then look ahead
Never back
Life moves
One day at a time
poem by Autumn Winds
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I Scream
Vs.1 I shout when I'm angry,
I yell when I'm mad.
It doesn't really matter what kind of day I had.
[Because I have no one to save me! ]
(chorus)
I scream and shout,
Raise my voice and shout out loud,
I scream day and night,
Everyone's sayin' it's alright, but
I don't know 'bout that.
Man, I scream!
Vs.2 They think I am crazy,
They think I am bad.
No one really knows about the troubles I have had.
[Because I have no one to save me! ]
(chorus)
(long solo)
Vs.3 I walk like I'm awesome,
I walk like I'm proud.
Everyone knows who I am and that I'm really loud.
[And now, my song is almost done! ]
(chorus) x 2
Yeahhhhhh
I SCREAM!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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French Shoes
He was a good lookin guy
Stood about six foot three
Long brown hair
As nice as he could be
Everybody liked him
But he didnt have a clue
He looked silly as hell
In those funny french shoes
You know the type
Without any heels
Leather soles
Kind of a slip on deal
He was cavalier
Whether hed win or lose
But he looked silly as hell
In those funny french shoes
I know its not right
To judge a man by his clothes
By the way that he looks
Or the people he may know
Im embarrassed to say
If I had to choose
I could never really trust
Any man wearing those funny french shoes
Funny french shoes
Funny french shoes
No man should be wearin
Those funny french shoes
They look good on a womans foot
I must say that they do
But no guy should be wearin
Those funny french shoes
Get some socks on, man!
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Isn't It Funny?
t's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye
It's funny how good memories can start to make you cry
It's funny how forever never seems to really last
It's funny how much you'd loose if you forgot about your past
It's funny how friends can just leave you when you're down
It's funny how when you need someone they're never around
It's funny how people can change and think they're so much better
It's funny how many lies can be packed in one ''love letter''
It's funny how people can forgive even though they can't forget
It's funny how one night can contain so much regret
It's funny how ironic life turns out to be,
But the funniest part,
Is that none of it is funny...
To me.
poem by Gina Durst
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Adria, Adria, Adria Why Are You So Funny?
adria moya, hmm you do not like your name to be written in the poem
the problem with me is that
i am hardheaded and i am the kind of boy who does what mother
does not like me to do
i am naughty and so here i am
in all my mischief
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hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha ha
do you see the train of hahahaha
come let us ride on it and forget the sad things of our lives
i will make another one the train of
tralalatralalatralalatralalatralalatralal atralalatralalatralalatralalatralalatralalatralal atralalatralalatralala
it is the train of dance and laughter
come, come, come,
let us be there, what is the use of being what they want you to be?
the place is here and it must be a place of fun and laughter
and something so divine later.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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