This page is a collection of writings that I did while in summer school. (2000)I was attending two history based classes... both with the same teacher... I would get all my work done in the first one (for both) and then just sit and writhe on paper... Try to enjoy...

So torn by all this indescretion Tripped & left unbalanced and empty watching myself fall victim to a great # of shallow flatteries why keep cutting that jugular over & over the lifeline so thin & frail I want to scream Peel me away From this evil that intoxicates & slowly kills- WHY? to rise and say "I'm sorry" for being  voulnerable?

give up the one thing you hold dear 'cause it keeps you on some "GOD"'s bad side- no wait- God is a ~metaphor~ Something so many believe but noone can prove 'makes me nausious to see so many people on their knees begging for help-guidance making deals and promises

Pull him down off that pedistal laugh at the asshole who now lies before you See the indecency he represents HE WANTS IT but you're too angry To give him the chance to repent

wish away & culminate a dream of perfect life no lies just paradise and the problems of real life melt away

They expect me to be happy -expect me to give in I'm wanted      hunted Desolate Demure Watching the sky fall down -crowding all around -making me nervous -drowning my dreams Of the dearest angel that could never come to be                                                         come to know                                                         come to love                                                         come to satisfy me On the Inside- that's where I dwell -where I've come to hide I'm Raging-Flailing-Destitute-Terrified Tearing into the sound                         nothing I have found  (to)                         convince me to believe                         In what I've seen Of the dearest angel that could never come to be                                                         come to know                                                         come to love                                                         come to satisfy me Is nothing ever true? Just feeding lies to these eyes The hunger never through... Am I meant to sit here and suffer Waiting for you?

Of that dearest angel that could never come to be in love To stand beside me in a cherished moment The compassion I had inside had died Leaving memories that linger in vague poetry Too much to withstand in the body of a modern girl