First Kiss :)

She was on her tippy toes
She had butterflies
But she knew she wanted you to be her fist
He acted like it was no big deal
He had done it before though
She had not
He was not nervous like her
She was forteen that summer
She will always remember that he was her first
His lips touching her lips was such an amazing and scary feeling for her
She thinks she liked it
She did
As a matter of fact she liked him,his lips,his smile,and his warm hugs
She was glad he was her first kiss
She was happy that it was not with someone who did not really care about her

Your Problem by:me annieG

It's not my problem, it's yours.
Don't try ro make me feel bad for you.
It will not work.
It is totally your problem.
I don't want to hear about it or talk about it.
I try to worry about myself,and my problems.
Not you, and your problems

Broken by:me Annie Gallo

When you're broken,and you have nothing left to hold onto
When you're broken,and you have no reason left to live
When you're broken,and tears pour down you're pretty little face
When you're broken,and you hate you're life
When you're broken,and absolutly nothing can cheer you up
Just remember that you are strong enough to get through the hard times,and remember the challenges that you overcome make you who you are
When you're broken,and you feel like you're lifeis going all wrong
When you're broken,and nothing makes sense anymore
When you're broken,and you don't don't know why God created you because you do not want to live how you are living now
When you're broken,and you have no faith or hope left in your heart
When you're broken,and sick and tired of everything
Just remember that things are hopefully going to get better,and remember you are never the only one in the world that feels that way

Why by:me

Why?
Why should I?
Why should I forgive you?
You have put me through so much pain.
You could not have hurt me anymore.
You knew exactly what you were doing.
So why,why should I?
Why should I forgive you?

Time: by me

Body shaking
Hands sweating
Heart racing
Out of breath
A million things running through the mind
The world is spinning faster and faster
That one person feels like they are alone in a world of millions
It is playing while everything else is fast fowarding
The clock will not stop ticking
When will it be over?

Shooting Star by:me

If I could wish upon a shooting star,
Then I would wish that people would see me,
See me for who I am instead of what is always on the outside
If I could wish upon a shooting star,
Then I would wish that people would stop judging me
If I could wish upon a shooting star,
Then I would wish that someone would just give me a chance
Give me a chance to just show them me
If I could wish upon a shooting star,
Then I would wish that someone would try to get to know me
If I could wish upon a star,
Then I would wish that someone would care about me, and what I have to say

Alone by:me

ALONE
By Anne Gallo

Sitting in a corner alone,
Arms over her head.
Her face as red as a cherry
Tears running down her cheeks.
She feels like she is lost.
She wants to go home but she can’t.
She thinks she doesn’t belong with the rest.
They have made her an alien on her own planet.
The others have pushed her over the edge.
They have hurt her internally.
She hides the pain when she is around them.
But when she is alone she breaks down.
She pretends to be strong.
No one knows how badly it affects her.
She wants all of them to see.
They treat her like she is a joke.
They need to stop.
All she wants is one friend.
She needs to be loved.
They don’t love her or like her.
They are rude and they are bullies.
So, she sits in a corner alone.
Arms over her head.