Bon Soir. Yes, it is evening here. =P Actually, it''s around 3am and I can't sleep. Like usual when I stay up all night and sleep all day. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I am NOT.. okay, I'm sort of not copying Satine\'s name from Moulin Rouge. I do not try to be like her in any way, I am my own person and I like myself for that. I just like her name. My real name is Rachel. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I mostly write love poems. I believe in love above anything else in the world - I think it can conquer anything. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I\'m a tad bit older fashioned, even though I\'m only 14. I use candles instead of lamps a lot, because I think candles are beautiful. I try and dress sophisticated because I think the \'popular styles\' these days are way out of hand. So forgive me if I seem like a freak compared to the other people out there. I\'m not gonna change just to be like everyone else. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I am homeschooled. My favorite color is red, the color of love and passion. My favorite things to do are: Acting, singing, writing(songs, stories, poetry, you name it.), hanging out, speaking french to confuse people, and reading in a quiet room with a cup of hot tea. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* If I could live life as a musical, I would. It would be a lot of fun for me, because I live for music. I really do. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I am half british, half american. I can do both accents. I speak some French. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* |
Sorrowed tears stream down her cheek
She's scared to breathe, afraid to sleep...
I just don't know how much more of this I can...
It seems as though fear clouds my eyes with every...
This poem is old - but I thought I'd put it in...
Is life real?
What's the deal...
I rewrote some of this to -try- and make it...
Tears of sorrow, tears of pain
She feels like she has nothing to gain...
Today I've done my nails and curled my hair
But the thing is, I don't really care...
Outside the smell of roses flow
The grass is green as green will show...
You think I don't get what you mean
You think you're the sad queen...
When I saw your ice cold eyes
I knew that you would not arise...
The human heart sees things the eyes cannot, and knows things the mind cannot understand. |
Love only sucks if it isn't love. |
Men are living proof that women can take a joke. |