Thoughts and Poems of Just Another Girl

Simply Happy

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 17:31:15 -0500

I realized I haven’t taken the time to post any poems lately. Anyways here is a poem about how I wish everyone could feel! I feel like I could add more to it… let me know if you agree.

There is something simple about the happiness inside

Absent of grudges caused by our pride

All hurt, wounds and pain all melt away

Angry words forgotten our voices don’t say

All tears sad and glad too extreme for this

The quiet happiness, our silent bliss

No comic occassion to mask all the pain

Just a life view to satisfy: simple and plain.

twiceuponadecember: luminantexistence: In love with this poem...

Fri, 09 Nov 2012 18:02:21 -0500

twiceuponadecember:

luminantexistence:

In love with this poem :)

don’t mind me reblogging this again, I love it and I’m looking for the source for a friend :P

So beautiful

Here is a list of inspirational songs. When you see this on your dash, reblog it, and add any songs that aren't already on this list. Music CAN save lives.

Tue, 30 Oct 2012 06:44:07 -0400

Firework- Katy Perry
Beautiful- Christina Aguilera
Skyscraper- Demi Lovato
Keep Your Head Up- Andy Grammer
Who Says- Selena Gomez
Born This Way- Lady Gaga
Stronger- Kelly Clarkson
I'll Be There- The Jackson 5
Fucking Perfect- Pink
Move Along- All American Rejects
On the Bright Side- Nevershoutnever
Freckles- Natasha Beddingfield
Stay- Safety Suit
Change- Taylor Swift
Yellow- Coldplay
LITTLE THINGS- ONE DIRECTION
Every Storm (Runs Out of Rain)- Gary Allan
Odd One- Sick Puppies
Aftermath- Adam Lambert
Titanium- David Guetta ft. Sia
Lights- Ellie Golding
Alright - Shiloh

What If Cinderella?

Sun, 21 Oct 2012 20:12:00 -0400

This poem is for all those girls who desperately want to find that perfect guy; the girls who are feeling alone and losing hope that they’ll ever have that relationship or any relationship at all or a relationship that will last; the girls who feel like they screw up every chance they get with a guy or that they’re doing something wrong. Life isn’t a fairy tale, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t a happy ending! Don’t lose hope!

The wonderful thing about fairytales

Is the girl always finds her prince.

In a flash they ride into the sunset:

Love at first sight and a kiss.

And this gives hope to me,

And I wish to be as lucky as she.

But what if Cinderella

Never lost her shoe

And he never comes looking for me

Because I never left a clue

What if Sleeping Beauty

Never woke from where she slept

And I miss him with closed eyes

From a watch I should have kept

What if red haired Ariel

Never left the sea

And I’m not looking hard enough

For this boy that I should see.

What if Belle the beauty

Never spent time with Beast

And I pass him over

Without second thought at least

What if princess jasmine

Never stepped outside

And I don’t take a chance

And leave the old behind

What if fairest Juliet

Never paced her balcony

And I give up waiting for him

Before he comes for me

So many mistakes I could make

How do I know I’ll find

The one someone out there to love

With all my heart and mind

But if all these “never’s”

Lose their negativity

And I rely on fate

And trust my destiny

Like a fairytale I’ll find him

The one who’s meant for me

These “never’s” become “FORever’s”

And forever we will be.

Friends

Mon, 08 Oct 2012 23:48:03 -0400

I love this quote one of my best friends put in my birthday cards. We have been friends since she was born because our families were friends. Over the years we have gone back and forth between being best friends spending all our time together to distant friends who rarely talk. But no matter what, I know that we will always be friends and if I ever had a problem I could talk to her.

Here’s to the friends who will always be friends even when they don’t show it….

“from the cradle to the grave.”

Don't Lose Hope

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 17:17:51 -0400

I just found an old envelope that I had scribbled on 3 or 4 years ago. It said:

‘I don’t know who I am anymore. I want to remain true to myself, but how can I if I don’t know who me is? I want to make positive changes to become that better person, but I’m not sure who it is I want to be.”

For anyone else who feels the same I just want you to know that after 3 or 4 years (and many more before I even wrote that) I have become me and I am happy with who I am. DON’T LOSE HOPE!

I think we all need to be like this!

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 16:15:59 -0400

I think we all need to be like this!

So true!

Sun, 16 Sep 2012 13:17:09 -0400

So true!

Confident To Be Me

Sat, 15 Sep 2012 10:26:43 -0400

This is a poem I wrote inspired by my sister’s school project where they started a group called C2BME (Confident to be me). They are still keeping up the Facebook page and they post some very inspirational stuff. Check out their videos too! https://www.facebook.com/pages/C2BMe-Confident-To-Be-Me/224678434224942?ref=ts

Confident to be me
To show you who I can be
To show you what it is I see

To let my personality run free
Every piece that makes up me

Every event in my history
What is now inside of me
The future of what I see me to be

My pain, my joy, all inside
My strengths and talents shown with pride
My friends and family stand beside

Ambitions, thoughts, all in a dream
Impossible as they may seem
All a part of me I deem

Every bit from head to toes
Though not what’s seen in tv shows
Doesn’t need designer clothes

How I look or what I wear
Could never hide unaware
Everything that’s me is there

There is no stranger looking out
I won’t pretend, there is no doubt
That I am proud to take my route

It’s always me that you will see
Aspiring to all that I can be
Always confident to be me!

September 9th - 15th is suicide prevention week.

Mon, 10 Sep 2012 11:06:20 -0400

Reblog if you’re always willing to talk with your followers if they ever need anyone. <3

Forget-me-nots

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 14:24:42 -0400

Forget-me-nots by way side grow

bring back times just years ago

when smiles and grins filled the face

and laughter was a common place

the bright blue petals from far off skies

a dash of yellow from each sunrise

a splash of white from starry night

that shines through time with radiant light

how low they grow, so bright and small

barely there, hardly seen at all

and ad passed by almost forgot

until picked and given, attention brought

or searching eyes pick out their bloom

that shines through daily, sun or gloom

and that flash of blue brings thoughts so clear

from long ago close and near

so keep this flower close to you

blue, white, yellow bright in hue

the vibrant blossoms always remind

of memories never left behind.

A Flaming Heart (part 3)

Thu, 23 Aug 2012 08:44:08 -0400

The fire’s burning

blazing bright

my heart is slowly

changing light

the flames enfold

embrace the white

my glowing heart

gives up the fight

the fireflies

join the dance

of flickering flames

in deep romance

it burns, consumes

and all the while

the glow is seen

through my smile

my white heart glows

with growing heat

the brightest red

transformed complete

but in the midst

of coals so red

the white remains

it is not dead

as I was ready

and willing let

the fire consume

once spark was set

the heart of hearts

remains still there

within the flames

it’s mine to share

and after time

of tended fire

I’ve chose to share

my hearts desire

and here I am

contentedly

a flaming heart

he shares with me.

Invisible

Tue, 14 Aug 2012 21:14:41 -0400

I put on a smile.

They don’t notice the hurt.

When they walk away,

I feel trampled like dirt.

They turn to leave,

Without second thought:

Too busy to think,

Of the friend they forgot.

They keep walking on.

They don’t stop and wait.

I wonder if they notice,

Or if this is my fate.

They fail to notice,

My smile fade;

My eyes downcast,

From hurt that they’ve made

I pause and I wonder,

If I stood where I stand,

If I didn’t run after,

If I closed reaching hands,

If I ceased to follow,

If I stayed behind,

Would they notice my absence,

And return, me to find?

Would they ask me what’s wrong?

Would they listen and hear?

Would they wait the next time,

And make sure that I’m near?

I put on a smile,

My sorrow disguised:

My wondering unanswered.

As I walk, my heart cries.

I love this! So often we like to tell everyone our story, but...

Wed, 08 Aug 2012 06:31:56 -0400

I love this! So often we like to tell everyone our story, but rarely do we ever listen. Having worked at a seniors home where some of the seniors never have visitors made me sad. You’d be amazed at the stories they have to tell if you just take the time to listen.

It's my Birthday!

Sat, 28 Jul 2012 07:09:22 -0400

My house is like a castle

Streamers flying high

Colourful balloons

Bouncing in the sky

Paper skattered everywhere

With Ribbons and with bows

Eating like kings and Queens

Cake and ice cream cones

A Familiar Search

Sun, 15 Jul 2012 16:45:57 -0400

I often leave in search

of company to fill my soul

but so often search in vain

and in the solitude am found

in that deep and troubled place

where pain and anguish live

and brought back to the dark and quiet place

where the absence has abandoned me

and as the dark draws me close in its arms

I break down once again

in the familiarity of this place

where I am found

befriended by loneliness

Sunny Days

Sun, 08 Jul 2012 11:54:00 -0400

Wrote this on a whim while walking this morning. What a gorgeous day!

My heart is stirring, wriggling and squirming

The sun lures it out of it’s shell

And it hesitates to smile

Lest a smile shown be stolen

But the bright blue skies

Call to the blue of my eyes

To shine

The summer breeze

Pulls my hair into a dance

My body relaxes

But it’s not enough

The trees sway with the movement of my dress

Asking me to sway with them

The moon is still visible in the day sky

Reminds me it has seen my happiest dreams

The daisies spread in the grass

Assure me that life can be simple and beautiful

“Let it all go”

They whisper to me

I smile

And the wind carries it away

A Letter You Might Here

Sat, 07 Jul 2012 09:58:00 -0400

I wrote this in highschool when I was frustrated with my parents for making rules just before I was about to head to post-secondary and live on my own. They wanted to give me a curfew that I had never stayed up past anyways. It wasn’t a big deal, but I was annoyed because I was responsible enough to not need a curfew and they didn’t seem to see that.

It seems we can’t talk;

You won’t stop to listen.

You always interrupt

When I explain my position.

So I’m writing it down.

Here’s what I think.

Here are my thoughts

Written in ink:

A teen wants their freedom

And sometimes I guess

We need your guidance

Our experience is less.

But with each rule you make

You tighten your grip

And the stronger it grows

The quicker I slip.

It’s not that you’re wrong

Or that I disagree,

But I feel punished

‘spite responsibility.

Cause each rule you make

The less that you trust.

That’s how I feel:

Argue if you must.

The more trust I lose,

The less that I give,

The less that you’ll know

The life that I live.

‘Cause without your trust

I’ll cease to talk.

I won’t say how I feel.

I’ll put up a block.

You won’t know what goes on.

I won’t seek your advice.

It seems without reason,

But it makes you think twice.

If each time I tell you

What happens in my life

And you make a new rule:

Less trust and more strife.

A vicious spiral

Will slowly begin.

Downward and downward

‘Till finally in the end,

I won’t speak to you

And you won’t speak to me.

Our lives will be separate;

A destroyed family.

It may seem outrageous;

An exaggeration,

But trust is a strong thing

In every relation.

If you can trust me

And I can trust you

And we both can agree

And both know it’s true

That I am mature,

Can make my own judgements,

I’m responsible

And without any comments

These rules are not crucial;

Counsel’s sufficient.

I’ll seek your advice

In hard situations.

Now you know where I stand.

My side is made clear.

The only way I could think of

That I’d have your ear

A Fiery Heart (sequal to 'A Single Heart')

Mon, 18 Jun 2012 16:22:39 -0400

A single heart

Now caught fire

Burns bright and fierce

With strong desire

The warmth’s been felt

My smile gleams

The fireflies

Shine radiant beams

But even though

My heart’s aflame

The blaze seems wild

And all but tame

The fire has licked

But not consumed

Its’ colour change

In time assumed

My heart’s still strong

It holds the white

Shines with the fire

Conflicted light

Though flames are bold

And swiftly burn

My heart still throbs

With wise concern

Am I ready

As of yet

Though fire burns

And spark’s been set?

To let the fire

Take my heart

And transformation

Flames to start

In time my heart

Will let it blaze

Consume it whole

In future days

But here I am

Content to be

A fiery heart

Belongs to me

This New World

Sat, 16 Jun 2012 08:26:00 -0400

I’m not ready for this world.

I feel unprepared for

The independence,

The choices,

The responsibility,

The pressure.

My life is still young,

But my mind is slowly clouded by

The worries,

The fears,

The concerns,

The anxiety.

This new adulthood stabs at my childness.

My mind screams out in desperation

Not here,

Not yet,

Not now,

Not this.

But I can’t fight time,

And it won’t wait for me so

It approaches,

It comes,

It engulfs

It overwhelms.

I have no choice but to endure.

I have to take my stand and

Be brave,

Be bold,

Be strong,

Be unwavering,

And so time passes on

And I move forward.