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Best Poems From
CHAOTIC LIFE AKA CURLY MER
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I’m Sorry Mommy
I’m sorry for the yelling
I’m sorry for the misunderstanding
I’m sorry for the sadness I brought you
I’m sorry for breaking your heart
I'm sorry for the troubles
and the worries I brought you.
I'm sorry for my mistakes
I didn't mean to make you blue.
I'm sorry for hurting you
I'm sorry for making you cry
I’m sorry for being an idiot
And start an argument on something really stupid
I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you
I’m sorry for being a bad daughter
And I’m sorry for making feel like a bad mother
I’m really sorry mommy, for everything
Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer
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Love Doesn't last
Love doesn't last
It's true
You love someone now,
the next minute..poosh..the love is gone
Love is like a some type of magical powder
When the the magical powder falls on you
people believe that it's 'love'
BUT the magical powder doesn't last forever
When the powder starts to wear out,
That's when the love starts to last
...you can't love someone FOREVER
You may not want to believe me but it's true
No human beings can love the same person forever
Just like they say 'everyone will eventual dies'
Well...so do love.
Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer
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Mad
I'm mad..
at myself,
at everybody..
at the world.
Not sure how I ended up mad at everything
But I am.
I feel like everything is wrong.
Everything that I hoped for is not succeeding.
At school, friends ask 'what's wrong? '
I say nothing, not meaning it and walk away.
I don't know what's come over me;
The world is changing, and I'm changing with it
I think things I'm not suppose to think about,
Things that scares me too..
There's no way to stop it, no trace of how it started.
Now I'm mad,
at the world and everything/one in it.
Can't seem to found exactly why I'm mad. I just am
and with 'life sucks', I conclude....
March 5,09
Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer
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Memories
Here I sit, reflecting on my memories
Remembering the good old days.
Reading my old poems and stories..
My diary that I had a few years ago that used to be my best friend in the whole world
Remembering all the fun that I used to have
All the enthusiasm, and energy
How I used to be a good girl and very sweet
Now I look upon myself,
Nothing but a depressed, messed up and bad...teenager (to be more specific)
Everything that i thought was precious and importance to me are now junks and old things
..the things teenage years can do to you..
The things I would to my friends back then,
Can now effect the way they think and feel
And boy-friends that I used to fool around with...No More
Everything is different when you become a teenager
Every precious things are now only old memories..
I wonder how adult life would be if teenage life is like this =/
Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer
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