Positive Teachers

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We all have that ONE teacher who is so positive about everything. My English teacher finds more meaning in words than the ACTUAL author. The thing that bothers me, the only thing she suggests the author is trying to say is all positive things. NO, NO, NO! What I see is the lady is HUNGRY, the bird does not "symbolize" hope, it "symbolizes" FOOD. Gosh. >:(

I also am pretty sure Shakespeare was a PEDOPHILE or something. In Romeo And Juliette, Juliette is 13 and it is suggested that Romeo was in this late teens, so were the others. What kind of TWISTED AUTHOR DOES THAT? Seriously.

Another positive teacher I have, I really like her. She like, rubs off all her positiveness on me. I'm positive and happy after that class. She kinda gives me hope, and all that happy, lovey-dovey crap. She makes me believe. I don't like it.

Well, that is all. Go read another friggin' blog post or friggin' comment.

Bottled Up Inside

Crappy Poem

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Pride won't let me cry

Perfection won't let me quit

Troubles won't let me go

I'm stuck in the middle

It's all bottled up inside

But there comes a moment

Were you can't

You just can't

Theres no room

Theres no space

It's all bottled up inside

You know what's worse?

When you don't have anyone

When you do, you don't want to burden them

They're smiles, they're laughs

It's too much to destroy

Just hide it and

Bottle it up inside

It's bad when you have to go through it alone

You wipe your own tears

You hug your own self

You are your own best friend

It's too much

It's all bottled up inside

There's nothing you can do

There's nothing you can show.

The fear of being judged

Of being laughed at

Of being humiliated

Once happened

Never again

So, it's all bottled up inside

See, the rest don't really understand

They all have someone

A person who is there to catch you when you fall

Some of us don't have anyone

Some of us have to get through this alone.

It's all bottled up inside

You get nowhere with this

Pride won't let you cry

Perfection won't let you quit

Troubles build up

It's a vicious cycle of trouble

It's all bottled up inside.

A World Full Of Words

Yet Another Crappy Poem

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As she exits the library,

Beaming with pleasure, anxiety, and joy

She knows what it's front of her, yet she doesn't.

A new book.

A new adventure.

She slowly opens the book,

Safe at home, in her room

On her old white chair, with a coffee mug by her side

She sits there for hours

Lost in the book

Lost in the story

Lost in a world full of world

She sits for hours,

She reads and reads,

until she gets ordered to go to bed

She finishes one, two, three books a day

Absorbing, learning, knowing

Learning from authors

Learning from the characters

Learning from a world full of words

A lot wonder why she does it

Is she a nerd?

She really likes reading?

She does it when she needs an escape

A book is the best it gets

She doesn't need drugs,

She doesn't need alcohol

A book will do the trick.

A world full of words

She knows that

A book holds the key to whole new world

It's more of a portal to a new universe.

A book can teach her more than any teacher

A book can hold you

A book can help you escape while you don't even move

A book will lend a hand

A book will give advice

A book will be her best friend.

And that, she knows.

A book is a world full of adventures

Full of stories

Full of advice

Full of everything that nobody can give her

A book is a world full of words

Heart Breaker

Crappy Poem

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Heart Breaker.

It's over. Let's take a break.

That's what you are

Not really innocent,

I didn't do it!

Not really in fault.

So sweet, so pure, so cynical

So sinister

Such a sweetheart, such a gentlemen

Such a heart breaker.

I guess I should thank you,

Might as well do it now,

Thank you!

You can trust me.

Thank you so much!

You know I'd never hurt you

Thanks for letting me know,

Thanks for teaching me,

That friends make the best liars.

Thank you for letting me trust

Thanks for letting me down.

It's over. Let's take a break.

Thank you, Heart Breaker

I guess I should warn the other, too

Hey, what's your name?

He's a sweetheart, he's a gentlemen

He's smart, he has wit,

I love that, too!

He has resources, he has contacts

He's a dream...that slowly turns into a nightmare

He's a Heart Breaker

I always watched my back

Ready for the next backstabber,

I was just kidding!

Ready for the next mistake

I didn't mean to!

Ready for the next excuse

Ready for the next secret

The next betrayal.

I would never hurt you.

Too bad I didn't see what was in front of me

I guess it's all right,

Call it a mistake, if that makes you feel better

I'm sorry!

You want to know something?

Hear me ou--

Not this time, Romeo

This time you were cheated

This time you lost.

See?

I can be,

Just.

Like.

You.

A Heart Breaker.

What Do You Know?

Crappy Poem

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What do you know of pain, of betrayal, of rage?

When they humiliate you until they're satisfied

When you can't seem to find any more tears

When they hurt you all the way to your soul

What do you know?

What do you know of

Hundred of days, that seemed like eternity

Of the pushing and the shoving and the name calling

Feeling like you're lost, dead, empty, but surviving

When pain is all you have inside

What do you know?

Tell me,

Do you know real pain?

Answer me.

What do you know.

What do you know of

When you really admire and adore a person

When they treat you like your trash

When you want to tell them

But you know you can't

They'll laugh and they'll keep on teasing

And you know you have to keep quiet as

Pain and embarrassment consume you

What do you know?

What do you know of

Having a wish,

Having hope,

Having something driving you forward

Having something keeping you alive

When that gets crushed,

You are forced to grow up

In a matter of seconds, of minutes, of hours

And are forced to face the truth.

What do you know about that?