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Saturday, January 8, 2005


   More Poems
"Turning"

I am turning from a loner,
to a powerful soldier.
Putting on a uniform
changes me.

I feel different.
I act different.
But it still doesn't
take away the pain.

I have lost loved one.
I have lost myself.
I have done everything I can.
Being a soldier helps me.

Training, doing, acting.
That's all I do.
That's my daily routine.
I turn, turn, change, and act.

Turning.
My daily routine.


"Soldier"

Myself,
It's hard to discribe myself.
My dad call me goth and punk.
But I feel like a soldier.

When I am at school,
people think I am someone I'm not.
I put on a face,
no one knows behind the mask.

I try to be someone else
that I'm not.
That way no one will know.
I am trying to be a soldiera and goth.

When I put my uniform on,
I turn into someone new.
When I'm not at school,
I am at home miserable.

I've went through a lot.
Being a soldier girl is all I got.
I love putting on a uniform.
I love being a soldier.


"Thinking Too Much"

She thinks too much
in the day,
and in the night.
Thinking too much.

"Why does she think?"
you ask.
She thinks if her past.
Thinking too much.

She thinks about all
the stuff she did.
She's not proud
and she's not happy.

She thinks all day
and all night.
She never knows
what to do.

She asks for help
and she trys.
But it never seems to work.
Thinking too much.


"Why Me?"

Why does everything
have to happen to me?
Everywhere I turn,
it hits me.

I don't understand.
It never seems to stop.
I just always wonder,
Why me?

I know it happens to everyone,
But it seems to happen to me most of all.
I just wish it could go away.
It is hard and it hurts.

I've done things I'm not proud of.
I'm not doing it anymore though.
But sometimes I think.
And it's not about good things.

But when I talk to my friends
and my family,
I put on an act,
So they can't see.

But I still wonder,
I still think,
I can't get it out of my mind.
Why me?

Hope you liked it.C-ya!

Tori

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Tuesday, January 4, 2005


   Mix Emotions
Here's like a poem I wrote and a song I wrote. Hope you like it. It seems like the only time I can write, is when I am sad and miserable. So anyways, here it is:

(poem)
Problems
A girl has problems
That no one can see.
She hides it with an identity
No one knows behind the mask.

She is hurting on the inside.
She has gone through alot.
Everyone seems to know her.
But they really donít have a clue.

She seems so happy and glad.
But what she really is gloomy and sad.
No one knows.
No one cares.

Problems.
They catch up with you.
What ever your do,
You canít hide from it.

(song)
Broken Angel
Chorus:
Broken Angel seems to be hurt.
Broken angel seems to be lost.
She needs help in everything.
There is not a time sheís okay.

Verse:
Why does everybody think they can have me?
Why does everybody seem to know me?
They donít know me like they need to.
They just donít know what Iíve been through.

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2:
It seems that everybody can be me.
They tell me they know what Iím going through.
But they donít know how I really feel.
Until they take a walk in my shoes.

Repeat Chorus 2x

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Sunday, January 2, 2005


   A Poem
Broken Angel

Broken angel has problems
The world doesn't know.
She hides it from the world
And plays like there's nothing wrong.

Broken angel hates herself
because she does things she shouldn't.
It scares others,
It scares her.

Broken angel knows being alive seems
Alright at sometimes,
But the only thing about being alive,
is knowing your gonna die.

Broken angel is afraid of death.
Her friends are too.
She can't sit there knowing,
We will be gone someday.

Broken angel will fix things
And know it will be alright.
But they will break
And it will hurt you.

Broken angel,
Broken angel,
Broken angel,
She's scared.



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Saturday, January 1, 2005


   Heart Broken but I'm Stiching It Up
Me and Derek broke up on Tuesday. Thursday I went to my grandmother's and we went to the store and went shopping. Then I went to Magen's house and stayed the night with her. Then yesterday went to Magen's b-day party and we did karioke and I sang a song by myself for the first time in like ever! That cheered me up and then afterwards went to David's house and we were drinking while watching the fireworks. Then went home and everyone went to sleep and it was only me and Kiki awake. David came home around 2 this morning. Then Kiki went to sleep. Then I stayed up with David till likr 7:30 this morning. I haven't slept for almost 24 hours. Actually it has been 24 hours. But anyways, me and David like each other but I can't go with him becuz he is 21 and everything. So that sucks. But anyways, I better be going. TTYL! Bye!
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Monday, December 27, 2004


   Problems
I am worried that my boyfriend Derek is about to break up with me. I know he loves me and everything but I am worried cuz of this girl that likes him. And she has threatened to kill herself about it. She keeps crying and everything. So I dunno. Well, bye!

Tori

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