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wounded
Waiting on a star to call my own,
Looking for a place to call my "home."
I look for a class to drown in,
Nothing challanges you if you can swim.

Hopelessly waiting for my star,
"Dreaming won't get you far!"
Ignore the words they say,
Tomorrow's a brand new day.

You've had me branded since you met me,
"How hopeless can one person be?!"
I've stumbled and fell,
Lost my grip and went to hell.

I've grown strong,
"This is where you belong."
You've stayed with me here,
Dry your lonely tears.
yukichan
wow..i really like it..good job... thumbsup.gif
y0urelectrikk
Good Poem.. It inspires me. I want to go write some poems now _smile.gif
wounded
haha.. thanks. Just looking for my way out of this hell hole.
smthngcrprategrl34
i know what you mean. i hate it where i live. the poem is great though. really inspirational
salcha
i hate where i live too
still looking for my "home" too.
wounded
QUOTE(smthngcrprategrl34 @ Apr 4 2005, 8:26 PM)
i know what you mean. i hate it where i live. the poem is great though. really inspirational
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Problem for me is my family is a pretty dominant, older family here. Every knows my dad. So, I never can go any where with him without being stopped. And, everyone knows about my mum and they all know my brother and sister, but they're like, "I didn't know you had another daughter!" _dry.gif Thanks, dad. Love you too.
__PASS10NAT3
Sweeeettttt` <33
wounded
Haha. Thanks. :)
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