To prove once and for all that poetry is not my thing, I wrote....a poem. Just kidding, i really have no idea what y'all are going to think of this but I guess I better just shut up so you can read it.

STRENGTH
By Ms.BACPACLady

Like the blood that runs through my veins,
my strength keeps me going.
It comes form everything I've seen and done.
It's in everything I say and do.

My strength is the fuel for my determination.
My strength is why I persevere.
My strength is why I won't back down.
My strength is what makes me who I am.

I actually wrote this for a school assignment. There was a certain way it was suppossed to be written so it didn't come out exactly how I would have written it, but, it's what I got.

Now, Y'now I love it so I can brag... THIS GIRL CAN WRITE! I hope y'all can read her work sometime. :)

well, thank ya 'Manda, thank ya. I just scribbled another one down, figured what the heck!

it 's untitled

We've had our good times and we've had our bad.
I can make you feel happy or I can make you feel sad.
I ruined your mom and I ruined you dad.

And if you don't watch out I'll ruin you too.
I'm a small piece of hell that lives inside of you.
You could pass it on to one,
you could pass it on to two.
No matter what you tell yourself
you know that I control you.

And to think that you gave it all up to me.
You gave up the ability to make you own decisions.
You gave up your independence.
Anything you had going, you got rid of it all,
just for the sick pleause I get out of watching you fall.

If your wondering what me poem's supposed to be about, ask. Oh, and constructive critism is good if you have any.

spelling error in my last line......*pleasure*...... :D

's good. very good *bows low* i know what im talking about, ask TF if you don't believe me

thank you. :D

Why Not Me
___________

You'll do your job because you need to do it.
You'll do someone else's job beacause it needs to be done.
You do,do,do.
You do it all,
Beacause someone has to.
So you ask yourself,
"Why not me"?

You'll learn it because you need to.
You'll learn it because you want to.
You learn, learn, learn.
You learn it all,
Because someone has to.
So you ask yourself,
"Why not me"?

You'll take on any challenges that come your way.
You'll have any fun that's to be had.
Anything that's to be done, you'll do it.
You'll do,do,do.
You'll do it all,
Because someone should.
So you ask yourself,
"Why not me"?

*smiles like a proud best friend* I should give these to Mrs. Feller. :D

He does know what he's talking about, he's our resident Poet Lauriet (sp?)

Good Stuff, BACPAC lady. You seem to be able to write in a variety of styles, and yet all of them suit you. There's a nice rhythm to your longer poems, and a nice rhyming structure in parts of them. More please!

well thank you very much TF and i'll be sure to post any new ones soon.

I have been writing alot of potry lately but I've noticed that I haven' post any In a long time, so, one now and one later.

another UNTITLED

I'll use jokes to hide the pain,
to hide the shame.
If I just don't listen,
I just won't hear.
Sometimes I do it to brighten your day.
sometimes I do it out of fear.
Most people just laugh,
few can see through my act.

I've been neglected, rejected and misunderstood.
I remain tough like I should.
With the same destination my whole life long,
somewhere that I can belong.
I'm scared to be alone,
on my own.
But it would be weak to alow my feelings to be shown.
So I just wipe the tears form my eyes and try my best to be strong
as I continue to search for a place to belong.

Bitter and ornery toward the people I love.
The closer they get,
the more I push and shove.
Its hard for me to change once my mind has been made,
I guess I shouldn't be so afraid.
Sometimes trash talking is just easier for me,
but everything I say isn't meant to be taken seriously.
But everything I say is meant to be heard.
If I look you in the eyes,
you should hear every word.

I've been neglected, rejected and misunderstood.
I remain tough like I should.
With the same destination my whole life long,
somewhere that I can belong.
I'm scared to be alone,
on my own.
But it would be weak to alow my feelings to be shown.
So, I just wipe the tears from my eyes
and try my best to be strong
as I continue to search for a place to belong.

In attempt to feel like Im not the only one,
I'll talk to everyone.
Looking for, in them
what i've found in my own.
And I have found others,
so im not all alone.

Others who have been neglected, rejected and misunderstood.
Who remain tough like they should.
With the same destination their whole life long,
somewhere that they can belong.
They're scared to be alone,
on their own.
But it would be weak to alow their feelings to be shown.
So they just wipe the tears form their eyes
and try their best to be strong
as they continue to search for a place to belong.

Well, there It is. I know It's kind of sad but that was supossed to be a somewhat happy ending.....well, happier than the begining anyhow.

:) :D :P

it's very good

:) *bows* :D

I don't normally do this but I have an incomplete poem that I am having some writers block on. Here's what I have so far.

AnOtHeR UNTITLED

So many thought and worries
consume me from sun up to sun down.
I wish I could escape all these worries,
sometimes I think I might drown.

I know that I must let go of the pain
because It's slowly driving me insane.
Soon, my energy will drain
and my tears will fall like rain.

I'd like the tears to dry
and I'd like to get some sleep.
Sometimes I think I'll die
because the cuts are just so deep.

So many mixed emotions
of love,
and envy,
and hate.
And once more I worry,
hoping it's not too late.

B'damnit, no wonder you always complain of being depressed... this is sad - good, but sad. :D (that's my girl)!

poetry is poetry. Whatever comes to mind. I can't help it if it's sad sometimes. *note to self: post some happies* :D :) :P

do

Okey dokers. I'll write one so freakin' sweet and happy It'll make you freakin' hurl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :P :)

Dang... I just keep following your posts and posting, it's like a detective case... BOY AM I RANDOM?

Your random-imity is why we love you

Who's we? *looks suspicious* :unsure: :huh: :o

me and the voices in my head and Lugana....Daniel....I wanted to say something else but I don't wann make you mad, because....I LOOOOVVVVE YOU...(selva thing)

I have a feeling it was anything but clean.

It was clean, It just wasn't entirely nice, of course, I guess it would depend on how easily you get offended....but I don't want to take any risks. :)

:P

doust thou sticketh thy toungue out at me?

Ok, I've got a new one. Not one of my better written poems, but I promised Three a happy one....(se what happens when you try to make me change... :) :P )....well, here goes!

I see you smile all the time,
most of the time you fake it.
I've seen you smile only one time
and I

oops....I pushed a key by accident and it posted :rolleyes: , lets try this again

I see you smile all the time,
most of the time you fake it.
I've seen you smile only one time
and it felt so good that I almost couldn't take it.

That's when I realized what one smile could do,
when the smile is true.
Is that how it feels when I smile at you?
That's when I realized what I could do.
I would brighten someone's day with a smile or two.

When I saw your glowing face,
my happiness could not be replaced.
And I didn't see it then,
but I see it now.
A fear of mine has been faced.

*bows to her brillance*

*returns bowing gesture*

*hug* Well Done

*bow*....shall have more shortly.

*Kisses the hand of the acronym Queen*... See, a happy poem wasn't that hard... it was very good.

yah! I got a kisss....on the hand.....by, Amanda......never mind. Thank you. Yes, it was extremly hard and I do not think It was one of my better ones so I will strive to write a happy one that's also good. *loves Ms.Three*

*Shakes head*

* she may shake her head, but she knows that I'm loved and that she's loved and all this love is kinda makin me sick but it's a good sick. *

awwwl.......she's love sick. :lol:

sick of love, sick for love.....has a love for being sick....or am I sick from being in love......uhhhh........if your reading this, anyone who happens to be reading this.....I LOVE YOU!!!!

...has a love for being sick, eh?

I was just trying to see how many different ways that I could combine LOVE and SICK. :D