KRISTEN.'s contest.

  • Just Lucy
    17 years ago

    Don't Tell Me What To Do

    You laugh and you joke
    And you think it's all a game
    Your words are making me choke!
    So stop driving me insane

    Don't tell me how to wear my hair
    It's my image here not yours
    What your thoughts are, I don’t care!
    We all have a few flaws

    Don't tell me what to wear tonight
    I'm sure I can dress myself
    You know you’re not always right!
    PUT THAT SKIRT BACK ON THE SHELF!

    Don't tell me to go ice-skating!
    If only you knew the truth
    Every time I go I'm hating
    You know 'he' goes there too

    Don't tell me to put it in the past
    Every time 'he' sees me
    'He' puts me in a cast
    Can't you see through to my pain?

    Don't tell me not to worry
    Because worry is what I do
    And I'm sure you would scurry
    At the site of the man who hurt you!

    Don't tell me to stand up to him
    It's a whole lot harder than that
    It's like facing the grim
    To look at the guy who raped you!

    Don't tell me to calm down
    I'm serious now STOP
    You cannot stop my frown
    I'm not going out tonight!!

    Don't tell me I have no choice
    It's my life at risk not yours!
    I can't hear his cold dark voice
    But apparently you don't care!!

    Stop telling me what to do!
    I'm the one in pain
    And if you even knew
    Than maybe you would care

    So don’t tell me what to do
    I can figure that out myself
    I really don’t need you
    Making me feel so much worse.

    xoxo Lucy.

  • Just Lucy
    17 years ago

    hmmm, sorry its long, can i post it as a poem now or do we wait til after the judging?

    xoxo Lucy

  • Infected with His Deadly Love
    17 years ago

    Can I please Spilled perfume?

  • FlirtingWithDeath
    17 years ago

    All The Good Ones Are Gone.

  • Infected with His Deadly Love
    17 years ago

    I'm working on my poem right now.

  • Infected with His Deadly Love
    17 years ago

    Spilled Perfume
    By Sarah Elliott.

    Your voice echoes through my head
    Again and again, like a broken record
    The last words that you said to me
    In my memory, they are stored

    You left me standing here alone
    Shocked and confused, in the bedroom
    With bruises, cuts, heartache and
    Broken glasses and spilled perfume

    Tears streaming down my face
    As I realise you are not coming back
    Its over now and always will be
    Its your love, that I lack.

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    Sorry it took so long.