Phoenix J. Star

[Phoenix J. Star]

Gossip

He said she said
goes through my weary head
never will it stop

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Jump aboard the hate train!


ALL ABOARD!
Watch your step,
with all the crap on
the floor, you just might slip!
So far all passengers
are on board,
so step on to make
your comments just
like the rest of the hoard.
"Well she said this,
and she said that,
I even think she said
so and so is on crack!"
If you didn't hear it come
from my mouth, then its not
a proven fact.
"Well I think she was
just as lazy as the guys,
she never cleaned up their
messes, from what I saw with
my own eyes."
Well just what
exactly did you see?
If you had been
paying attention at all
you wouldn't have seen
a hint of slob in me!
I'm just an innocent
bystander who was
brutally attacked!
Now the members of
my "hate" club are
gradually being stacked.
What's a poor little girl
in this situation to do?
Well, to all the passengers
aboard this hate train all
I have to say is a big
**** YOU!!

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Pukiu

My eyes buldging out
My head in the toilet
My old pal John

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Flocks and flocks of blocks on blocks

Flocks and flocks
of blocks on blocks
are in my head held
together with tightly
fitting Master locks.
Locks that don't seem
to want to budge until
I find the key, or
that certain one who
is waiting for me.
Waiting on me to finish
the puzzle to all these
words and words and words,
jumbled together like
herds of nerds.
Nerds marching around
inside my brain, but
certainly not forming
sentences to un-clog
the drain.
The drainage of words
falling into my
cranial garbage disposal,
which has only left this
little ditty up for proposal.
To propose an act to
hopefully decrease the
stack,
of flocks and flocks of blocks on blocks!

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Abbi Jean

Your not here yet, but how
beautiful you will be.
Either hair of gold or
of dark like the night.
Eyes of blue diamonds that
sparkle in the sun, and a
smile that will melt
millions.
Will you play the piano
like your mother did
for years on end, or
will you be a drummer
like daddy's dream?
Will you play guitar,
or dance with God's grace?
Will you be a tomboy
or a gymnaist so agile and
flexable?
Will she be a writer
who touches others with her
words of grace?
What ever your destiny may be,
what ever path you choose,
know from now until forever,
you will always be my Abbey Jean.

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Boredom

So here I sit at my desk,
watching the hands on the
clock move slowly backwards,
forwards a smidge, OH, then
backwards again.
The people around me seem to
be moving in fast motion as I
dwell here wondering why my
perception of time if so different.
Everyone has tons to accomplish
before the clock strikes five,
and myself sitting here as if
I have a mouth full of sand.
As the day drags on, at a slower pace
than it started, I remember I have
been here in this same situation
before.
This is boredom.

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Babbleku

Easy, greesy, cheesy
oddle, noodle, strudel, kaboodle
no hope dope

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Second verse, same as the first

It'a raining outside and
you're with him.
In the meanwhile your beautiful
baby daughter is at home
wondering where her mommy is?
It's 9:30pm.
You said you'd be home at 10:00.
Let's wait and see.
You've been like this ever
since we were little girls.
Always putting yourself before others.
And now look at you, putting yourself
before your own child.
You would come to me
for advice, you wanted me
to tell you what to do with
your petty problems, knowing
you didn't want to listen to a damn
word I had to say, simply because
I told you the truth, and that
was more painful to hear
that the sugar-coated version.
Now here you are again, at my door,
in the rain, crying those same tears
you have before due to the
same situation.
It's like deja vu for me, and
I can already predict the ending.
You spill your guts to me about how he
hurt you, how he wanted you to do things
you didn't want to do,
but you did them anyway in fear he
wouldn't like you if you didn't.
I tell you you have no self
confidence and your being so
promiscuous is only reflecting
your immaturity and irresponsiblity.
You get mad at me and don't want to
hear the truth.
The only thing different about
this time is that I'm
tired of your childish ways,
so I simply close my front door,
leaving you out in the rain.
If you want to hear lies,
go cry to someone who doesn't
care about you because it hurts
me to lie.

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Happy Birthday?

Twenty years on this earth.
What have I learned?
That age is simply a number
given to us to put us in
catagories?
Do unto others as you would
have then do unto you?
Put the lid back on the milk
jug or else it will spoil?
Usless information or usefull?

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I like Cheetos

Crispy,cheesy,puffy
or not.
Eat them with a sandwich
but don't eat them
hot.
When one is lactose
intollerant and
allergic to real
cheese,
just pass me some cheetos
please!!

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Are you truly happy?

"You're hair isin't fixed
enough!
You're not wearing enough
makeup!
Wear lipstick, your lips are so bland!
That outfit isin't suitable
for an office environment.
Why can't you date better
men, men that have a career,
men that make more money,
men that dress nicer,
men that don't have long hair or
tattoos?
You're starting to act just like
your mother.
Why is your car always dirty?"
BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!!!

Is this all you have to say to me?
Just because I'm not just like you?
Because I'm my own person, and I'm
not a follower like you, I like to
walk to the beat of my own drum.
We are supposed to be family.
I shouldn't dread comming home for
fear of what I might or might have
not done correctly this time.
I shouldn't want to avoid family
get togethers for fear of what you have
made me think they will all say.
Sure, I didn't go to college and I
don't have a job that pays me tons
of money, and I don't have a rich boyfriend
who spoils me with clothes, shoes, and jewelry,
but I have a happy life, true friends
who might not be very weathly themselves
when it comes to material possesions,
but I beleive I behold a fortune greater
than that of having a high stature in
society, greater than all your possesions
you take so much pride in, greater than anything money can buy.
I have self-respect, love and happiness.
True happiness.
I, unlike you, am happy with how I look,
happy with the clothes on my back,
happy without hiding my true face from
the world.
I am simply happy with me.
And no one's opinions or comments
can change how I feel about myself,
because I know better.
Not even you, no matter how much
you badger me.
Now sit and think of how unhappy you are
living behind a mask, living as someone
you don't really know.
Living as if you are truly happy thinking
money can buy you love and friends.
Sit back and try to think of the
last time you had a really good laugh,
or you did something YOU wanted to do,
not something you did because everyone
else wanted to, so if they want to it
must be fun, right?
Now, tell me how happy you really are,
then try to tell me how to live my life.

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Double Jeopardy

Things happen to you sometimes
that you just really can't beleive
happened at all.
that's when you have to sit
back and evaluate the situation,
and do what you have to do.
But sometimes these situations
that occur hit you very close
to home and you find yourself having
to make a serious decision against
someone very close to you.
You have discovered that forgivness is
really not an option right now and you
are so beside yourself with these
difficult choices you know you have
to make.
You make your decisions totally based on
your own well being and what is right
and wrong only to be condemned and hassled
by your own blood.
What do you do now?
You don't want people mad at you,
yet you want to do the right thing.
Decisions, decisions.
You know what?
Why are you listening to them in the first
place? You do what you think is best.
do what is right.
Spare no feelings. If your feelings
weren't spared in the midst of this
act taking place, then there is no
reason for you to be the nice one.
Stand up for yourself. If your family
won't back you up, you know your
friends sure as hell will.
Look inside yourself and
find that strong person who isin't
going to put up with stuff like this.
You are in no condition to take it
just as the culprit was in no condition
to make the stupid choice he made.
The deal is done.
There is no going back.
It's out of your hands now.
You did what was right.

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Bitter nerves

The walls move in closer,
the ceiling is caving in.
I'm trapped between them both,
only me and my spirit within.
My spirit screams to be released,
but I keep holding on to her tight.
I'm afraid to let go of her,
for of fear of who I might hurt in the end.
No matter what I choose to do with my
life, it never seems to be right.
I feel like the villian, when I am
innocent, and no one tells me why.
Nothing is ever as bad as it seems,
at least that's what I hear, but that's
not what I beleive.
What might mean alot to you does
not mean nearly as much to the next
Joe or Bill or Ted, so who are they
to tell you your petty delima is
just blown up in your own head?
I'm so tired of all the lies,
tired of the stealing and mental abuse.
I just want to run and hide, but then again,
someone will run to find me, so what's the use?

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Don't like the drugs, but the drugs like me

Take that needle,
go ahead and poke it through.
Take this $20 bill,
go ahead, roll it up to make
a little tube, to snort that
powdery line of snowy white
cocaine,no one else is looking,
I assure you it will take away
all your pain.
Or how about I hand you this pill?
Its a lovely barbituate, sure
to give you a temporary thrill.
Have a hit of acid, and let your mind
take you to a new place,
or take this joint, to steadily slow
down the pace.
The fast pace of life, it'll get
to you in the end, but when you're
tired and have had it, I'll still
be your friend.
The kind of friend who helps
numb the pain,
the kind of friend who wants to be
there when you are ready to leave your
stain.
When you've had it and you can never
get enough, I'll be there
to take you away, I'll be your diamond
in the rough.
So when you've had it with life,
and you want it all to end,
just come see me, your eternal,
deadly friend.

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You know? It's not that bad

Life is full of drama,
that a given fact.
When life hands you those
drama lemons, just take em
and stick em up who ever's
ass is making your life hell.
Cause you know? It's not that bad.

When the grass on your lawn is
looking brown, and dead,
just look at your neighbor's
yard full of dirt, and be happy
you at least have some grass left.
Cause you know? It's not that bad.

When you get yourself all worked
up over small things, remember
that someone out there has way
worse problems than you do, so
stop your cryin and get over it!
Cause you know? It's not that bad.

When you wake up and the sun is
shining, and you still want to
shoot those damn birds chirping
outside your window, at least
do it with a smile on your face,
cause you know? It's not that bad.

When you feel that you have no
one who wants to hear you whine
about your problems, or the person
you are whining to pretends to
care but really doesn't, its probably
because they have problems too, just as
does everyone on this miserable planet.
So don't get mad at them and
seek out revenge, ask them how they are,
and if they want to talk about their
problems, cause you know?
They might be worse than yours,
and life is too short to waste your
valuable oxygen complaining.
That oxygen might not be
there in 10 more years and if you
actually stop to think about it,
life isin't that bad.