have nothin' 2 say

u know when u sometimes get the feelin' that u ruined everything
that because of u everything u once knew about LOVE, HOPE ,secuire , FAMILY is ripped apart !
because of u , ur beloved once will be condimned to live in pain , sorrow and insecuire for the rest of thier lives..
because of wut u once said without givin' it any thought u have became someone complicated, broken , confused about LOVE , hope , secuire , and FAMILY ,
u couldn't tell !!

i think about it now and i jst
have absoloutly nothin' 2 say !

sorry , i guess !

Jst wanna be SOMETHING else

i wanna dance..
i wanna speak all my thoughts out loud
no matter how my thoughts breaks traditions
no matter how many ppl it could make upset
i wanna tourl under the rain
wanna hug a tree , climb and jump down !!
wanna draw a smily face inside of a broken heart
wanna do so many million things i couldn't do before
wanna laugh out loud
say words i shouldn't say
wanna have a forever long lastin' love
wanna cut off my long hair !

i wanna do so many diffrent things

i jst wanna have the chance to live the live i always wanted
to be Something else

thank u

i'm a liar

if i bleed

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it's too late to apologize..
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jst missin' arOUnd

A Story of Being EMO !!

i think about my self.. i don't know what am i doing!!.. i'm changing and very VERY fast to something so VAGUE .
i don't know anything about it..
all the romantic memories are held deep inside of me.. and on the surface lies something else.. something from another dream..a dark one !!
i'm being gloomy from inside and acting cheerful on the outside..i'm wearing black all the time and from within i yarn for the colors..
the emo phase i'm goin' through is so demanding.. i need to be something else while from within.. i can't be but me..
i discovered that i'm too nice to be agressive.. and although i'm really rough on the outside "or so it would seem" i'm still so tangable and sensitive from within.. i get hurt and hide it with my violent act..
i'm such a SCHIZOPHRANIC person..i can't even understand what am i tryin' to prove to everyone else?!..
what am i tryin' to prove to my self?!..
that i stopped caring?..
well, FUCK THAT !!

i dont need to show ANYBODY that i'm so sewed together while i just FALL APART when nobody's looking..

i jst want to be me for once.. without caring.. i'm so messed up!! i feel so lost..
and i'm afraid to admit it.. but i still think about THE ONE PERSON who will be my other half..
Just DESPERETLY NEED A SOUL MATE..
and i know it sounds so childesh and stupidly romantic for someone like me.. but still, i need to live it real.. may be jst so i van believe again..

i need to believe that their's someone out there for me..
looking for me jst the same..
that their is something such as miracles.. that they really do happen..
i need my miracle to be him..
my soul mate
he'll mean a whole lots of things to me..

i keep trying to force my self into this eno thing..
it's like forcing my self into a key hole in the door..
i'm so VARIOUS to be in one style..
i'm so disconnected and full of everything.. i even surprise myself..
i cut my hair the EMO cut.. so unique, yet so agressive and not booring..
got the emo socks, the emo outfit, the emo music style.. the noise..
everything.. but still, something's wrong ..i even cut my self and their was no blood !!

and now, wearing black but yet.. being cheerful is so phsyco that i don't know who am i any more !!

i think i forgot how to cry..!!
and my currentlu most romantical dream is to find him who would gladely take me in his arms so i could cry deeply and ask him anxiously..
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE U BEEN ALL THOSE YEARS?!"
Yeah!!.. where the hell are you?
why aren't you here beside me?..
Now look at me.. i'm so broken and messed up.. and WHINING!!..
i can't admit it ,still..
but inside of me i know i'm only Bluffing.. i really need someone..
Everybody needs someone beside them.. it's a part of who we are..
the thing is.. i've always denied my needs.. even when that bastard left me all broken and messed up.. i couldn't admit that i was broken.. i even shouted clearly to anyone who tried to help me..
"STOP TRYIN' TO FIX ME..
I'M NOT FUCKIN' BROKEN"
YEAH. i thought that being agressive will hide all of my severe pain and injury..

well, it worked !!
but i'm still severly injured and now..
their's no one to fix me..
no one's know i'm broken..
and i'm too DAMN PROUD to admit that i need somebody..
anybody..!!

oh GOD..

why is it so hard to understand..
is it for some sort of a "HIGHER CAUSE?!"

Well, i'm fuckin' tired!!..
i need some space..

i need someone who for once understand everything i've been through..
my abandoned father.. my destroyed childhood.. my fucked up last romance
and worst of all..
my can't-have'babies trajedy..

without even needing to talk..
cause i'm jst sick of words..

i can't accept it.. i just woke up and found out that life isn't worth living..

how can i be so stupid.. i mean jst convincing everyone that i'm that super girl who doesn't care and doesn't have anyproblems, while i'm torturing myself from within..

now everybody thinks i'm tough and that i don't need anybody.. but in fact, this is the story of me turning to EMO..

the real me is just hiding.. and that girl is so EMO that she doesn't fully understand "what do others mean when they call her a tough girl"?

maybe because she was hiding a long tome inside of me..
i can't get the hang of things when she appears to the surface..
and now being emo is jst like putting her appearance on my fake behaviour..

it's like wearing black and being cheerful..
doesn'r MIX..
but still,
i'm different..
and i BLIND any how!!..
so do you still think i'm weak?!
i think i'm EXCITING.. so how about that?!!

feb16,2009

what the HECK !!.. love is TORTURE any way ..

i jst don't know anymore
what am i?
am i the kind heart person
or have i developed into something more predator?
life make u change..
the changes that comes to be in u are because of the influences that others had made on u
we influence each other in a way we could never think about
and may be that's what i became
i became something more of like a teacher
i stopped caring about my relationships
just lost the interest one day
cause i found that
love is torture
it's jst not worth the suffering
and now..
i only have interest when it comes to fixin' other ppl's lives
may be i became something UNDEFINABLE
but what i care about for now
is to have my magic touch back..
on other ppl' lives
i can spare them the severe pain of missing up their lives.. their love.. and their personalities
jst being lost searching for the truth of themselves
because that's what i have became
i'm always in a way searching for the unfulfillable truth
about what i was
and what i can be

so jst for now
i'll stop lookin' for the one who makes sense of who i am
and jst be spontaneously magical and influence every lost soul i found in my way of achieving self confident and loving life

what the HECK !! love is TORTURE anyway..

yet another QUOTE!!

"I've learned that things change,
ppl change..
and it doesnt mean u forget to try to cover it up
it simply means that u move on..
and treasure the memories"


jst a quote i thought i might begin with :)
for a new era..
a new life that is reborned from the ashes
and let it be a glaring phoenix that rises from the dirt
to fly above the enormous sky of liberty

rehab

Baby Baby
When we first met, I never felt something so strong
You were like my lover and my best friend
All wrapped into one with a ribbon on it
And all of a sudden you went and left
I didn't know how to follow
It's like a shock that spun me around
And now my heart's dead
I feel so empty and hollow

And I'll never give myself to another the way I gave it to ya (to ya)
Don't even recognize the ways you hurt me, do ya (do ya)?
It's gonna take a miracle to bring me back
And you are the one to blame
And now I feel like - ooh!

You're the reason why I'm thinking
I don't wanna smoke on these cigarettes no more
I guess that's what i get for wishful thinking
Should've never let you enter my door
Next time you wanna go on and leave
You should just go on and do it
'Cause now I'm using like I bleed

It's like I checked in to rehab
And baby, you're my disease
It's like I checked in to rehab
And baby, you're my disease
I've gotta check in to rehab
'Cause baby you're my disease
I've gotta check in to rehab
'Cause baby you're my disease

Damn, ain't it crazy when you're loveswept
You'd do anything for the one you love
Cause anytime that you needed me, I'd be there
Its like you were my favorite drug
The only problem was that you was using me
In a different way than I was using you
But now that I know that it's not meant to be
You gotta go, I gotta wean myself off of you

And I'll never give myself to another the way I gave it to ya (to ya)
Don't even recognize the ways you hurt me, do ya?
It's gonna take a miracle to bring me back
And you are the one to blame
Cause now I feel like - ooh!

You're the reason why I'm thinking
I don't wanna smoke on these cigarettes no more
I guess that's what i get for wishful thinking
Should've never let you enter my door
Next time you wanna go on and leave
I should just let you go on and do it
'Cause now I'm using like I bleed

It's like I checked in to rehab
And baby, you're my disease
It's like I checked in to rehab
And baby, you're my disease
I've gotta check in to rehab
'Cause baby you're my disease
I've gotta check in to rehab
'Cause baby you're my disease

Oh - Oh
Now ladies gimme that..
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh-Oh
Oh Oh Ouh Oh
Now gimme that
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh-Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Now ladies gimme that..
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh-Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Now gimme that
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh-Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh

Oh

You're the reason why I'm thinking
I don't wanna smoke on these cigarettes no more
I guess that's what i get for wishful thinking
Should've never let you enter my door
Next time you wanna go on and leave
I should just let you go on and do it
'Cause now I'm using like I bleed

It's like I checked in to rehab
And baby, you're my disease
It's like I checked in to rehab
And baby, you're my disease
I've gotta check in to rehab
'Cause baby you're my disease
I've gotta check in to rehab
'Cause baby you're my disease

sometimes i like being left alone..

i sometimes have this urge that shuts anything else in me..
the urge to push everybody away
and jst b with my self
i wanna go far away..
and never wanna look back
the past hurts.. u know
everything that we once had became something else
more dreadful
more severe..

sometimes i like being left alone..
jst to b with my self and think..
what have i done to deserve such an injury?!..
such pain that kills me inside over and OVER AGAIN!!
all what u have been to me.. was a lovely shade..
u were e remarkable dream
a dream that i can't jst quite forget..

i want it back !!
every thing..

the dragging lulls.. and the visionary whispers cutting the edge of the night ..

the thing is
i don't want you any more

i want someone else..
someone who actually cares ..
someone who wants me the same as i need him ..

i want someone who is much better than you..
but right now ...
i jst want to be left alone..
jst by my self ..

dedicated to my talented baby sister..

i wrote this piece 2 years ago in a final exam in writting..

it's about childhood friend..


i don't know why.. but i jst felt like publishin' it..

dedicated to my talented baby sister :)
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Childhood Friend

I remember it as if it were yesterday. The first time she appeared in my life to make it blossom, like a wild dashing rose. I never had any friends actually. Not until I was 15. But with her I never needed any friends. Her name is Miral. In Turkish it meant a young Gazelle. And so was she, a young, wild, lovable Deer. When ever I think of her I remember all of her "Childhood Adventures" as I like to call them. One of her own adventures that I like to remember is backing a cake on the kitchen's floor. She was only 4 while I was 8. My mother found her on the floor putting milk and eggs on the flour. And she was very happy with her "Cake on the Floor". Mom was very angry but I laughed till the other day. Another accident of her lovable games I still remember is "Swimming with the Fishes". We found her in the bathroom sink swimming with the uncooked fish my father bought us for dinner. Yes. She was always a trouble maker. But somehow I was in love with the way she makes life noisy but yet comfortable to live. I admit it. Being an older sister always gave me something to fear. But she always made me want to be a better person. She was always by my side when I needed her. And that's all what friendship is about. I've watched her growing up over the years of my life like a wild Gazelle. And yet I've watched her making life such a fantasy world worth to live. I'm proud to say it now after 13 years of giving and caring. That she is my young sister, my real best friend.
Written by,
Nehal

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all the drawings in this piece are by my talented baby sister :)
hope she achieve her dream of getting into Art school :)
may God bless u with a HAPPY, Wonderful new year Marmar :)