Poor little girl
Poor little girl...
still afraid,
still running.
When will you get up out of that corner?
Poor little girl...
still crying,
still hiding,
When will you stand up for yourself?
Why not grow up?
Why not change?
Because you are still afraid?
Here is my hand...
poor little girl...
I'll help you find your way.
still afraid,
still running.
When will you get up out of that corner?
Poor little girl...
still crying,
still hiding,
When will you stand up for yourself?
Why not grow up?
Why not change?
Because you are still afraid?
Here is my hand...
poor little girl...
I'll help you find your way.
posted by whitechoclatespacegg @ 12:32 AM
7 Comments:
At 8:54 PM, March 25, 2005,
nixonreed said…
Your poems remind me of Emily Dickinson right after she took her own life and never wrote one of her shitty poems ever again. Your work is that of dog shit, if the dog was fed the poems of Edgar Allen Poe and chased with a tonic of Walt Whitman. And if you take this as an insult than you are insane and should lock yourself in an attic.
At 5:34 PM, March 27, 2005,
Anonymous said…
I agree.
I mean, come on..
Your poems are terrible and for the millionth time, I am not a guy. I am a female!
At 6:51 AM, March 28, 2005,
whitechoclatespacegg said…
Thank you nixonreed, that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.
As for anonymous, me thinks the lady doth protest too much.
I mean really, you say you hate me so much, and I'm such a bitch and yet here you are again. You can't seem to get enough of my blog. It's so weird.
At 6:29 PM, March 28, 2005,
Anonymous said…
If you would stay off my friends blog then I would. Oh, like it takes a long ass time to write a comment every now and then. I am a student with REAL friends and a life. I am not the one going around making up stupid ass poetry on a 3rd grade level!
At 7:52 PM, March 28, 2005,
whitechoclatespacegg said…
Anonymous-
You don't bother me in the least bit. In fact far from it. I really think you have me confused with someone else. I haven't been on here even for a month and out of no where I have someone on here blasting me for something I didn't even do. I do not know what you are talking about. If you want to accuse me of something, next time you come back here you better have some solid proof. This is meant to be a fun blog and an outlet and you are just being rude.
At 8:42 PM, March 28, 2005,
Anonymous said…
I would have to say that this poem is rather deep and well thought out. Many times poems remind me of circumstances in my life and help me reflect on how my life developing. The reason I love poetry so much is for the fact that poetry can be about anything and written in any way the author feels portrays their ideas the best.
At 1:44 AM, March 29, 2005,
whitechoclatespacegg said…
I never said anyone had to like my poetry. I never said my poetry was good. If you read my blog at all you would know that. They aren't even really poems, they are jumbled thoughts. Have never claimed to be a fabulous poet. If you don't like my politics, my thoughts my ideas I suggest you find another blog to read with things on it that you like. You seem to be expending an awful lot of energy on loathing me. This could mean either you know me and are playing the dumbest practical joke ever, or you are just really unhappy and have nothing better to do than make stuff up. I never posted any shit on anyone else's blog. And I'm no pushover. If I was, I wouldn't be fighting back in my posts.
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