Friday, May 6, 2011

people are unpredictable


Brown hair brown eyes, braces on my silly smile.
but what’s inside me, no amount can buy.
fountains of excitement when I hug my best friends, a little sick as the road bends.
butterflies when I see a cute guy, a bomb goes off when I tell a lie.
A burst of warmth when I pray to God, a leap of joy when I hear him respond.
All my feelings swell like a pond, I only wish they will never be gone.
the outside is important, it shows how I feel.
My smiles, my tears, my fears galore. but what’s inside me, I can’t ignore.
Im out here searching, searching for more.
All I can hope is for an open door.
Im looking deep to my core, and that’s what’s inside me, and nothing more
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