Hitting the floor like a ton of bricks
playing the sport you just can't resist
Setting the ball in the air
To the outside who is already there
But always beware
Theres the blocker with the angry stare
Their height is the advantage they need
Dont fear them
Your head might start to bleed
Put the right spin on the serve
Hit the team with a confusing curve
Make the serve seem too slow
The other team just wont know
that the ball that looks like it's goin to miss
will be the ace they are going to kiss
the pain isnt too much to endure
playing this sport is the perfect cure.
So slap on that band-aid
get back in the game
they'll k
In my room where i sleep and pray
I cry and weep every day
In my room so peaceful here,
No one to talk to
No one is near
In my room provacy is no issue
So quiet you would think I am dead
No one asks are you ok
Privacy, who could ask for more?
Maybe its too provate
No friends,
No one bothers me
No human contact
Am I alive?
Does anyone care?
I guess not.
Alone in my world of everlasting lonliness
I die; unnoticed.
no one knows
no one cares
no one can compare
the pain i feel is unending
the yelling,screaming
this is not a home
id be better off alone by myself
free t odo whatever i want
and not be predjudiced under your rules.
not easily to explain becaus i hardly know why it is the way it is.
excuse me, people are calling,
its time to go back to acting.
i wish you would hold me tight
hold me with all your might
and pretend for just one day
you actually cared and loved me like you say
And for just that one day you could act like the person i know and not the one they all say
i wish you would make me feel the way i used to so very long ago
i knew i always would be safe when i was with you.
when i was with you,
it seemed no one else wasthere
but now im not sure
your frequent outbursts and swinging arms
the black eye you gave me
now im araid not safe
abused not loved
afraid to tell you of how i feel for the words that come out may be my last
my feelings i thought could neve
Personal Barbie-doll by Sykoticstalker27, literature
Literature
Personal Barbie-doll
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
The hissing sound of spraying fills my ears
And the smell of Lil' Princess Hair Spray
Makes me choke and gag as it has for years
But Mommy's painfully tight grip stops me from squirming away
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Next comes the spray of fake tan, covering my legs and arms
While delicate porcelain squares hide my missing baby teeth
And still Mommy adds more gems, jewels and charms
Until the girl I see in the mirror looks nothing like the real me
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
A warning from Mommy this time- be quiet and stay in place!
While her hand gently zips up the sparkling dress,
Mindful of a thousand pink s