I was born in Lincoln where i lived for the first 13 years of my life and blah, blah, blah. Theres not much to me to be honest, I write poems, complain about difficulties, laugh at jokes... laugh at ANYTHING really :) Speak way too fast when I'm happy which is most of the time. Glare way too much when I'm annoyed and fail at hiding my emotions. So yeah just a normal human being: annoying, silly... more »
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Rebecca Pepper Poems
You hold my hand and I fight the tears Not because of you but of my fear A fear so primal it's tearing me apart Now we're right back to the start
I'm seeing red All because of something I said Maybe I should be careful after this Why? It was only one little kiss
He struts around head held high Making all the girls swoon and sigh But to me he’s just another boy And everyone knows I’m no-ones toy
I'm somewhat insecure so hold me near I have such an irrational fear But you seem to understand And hold out a helping hand
Love Is Friendship Set On Fire
The Effects Of Coffee
It started over coffee This thing with you and me Well coffee and tea in the afternoon Ended with a passionate exchanged under the moon
You lay out your heart on the gamers table Take a quick sip from the bottle without a label Wait as the pills make you feel alive But you and I know something this will not revive
It Gets Better
Don’t wanna keep it going Coz you feel your heart slowing As the blade edges nearer And you see everything clearer
Tears fall to the ground But my heart breaks with more shame And it breaks without a sound So why can’t you take the blame
I am something forgotten I am something lost Something once begotten And now outside I am tossed
One Final Kiss
To the one that holds my heart so close Yet fills me with feelings so morose I ask that once you see the light of day You change your self-destructive way
Would You, Could You?
If I had air for a mind and stone for a heart Would you love me still or rip me apart If I had water for blood and fire for skin Would you still look at me in lust or just see a sin?
Blessing and Curse
If you find me please let me know I don't care how you let it show If you take my heart away for fame I would find someone else to blame
I'll Make This Mine
Am I to blame for your shame? Should I hold my tongue because I'm young? Or will you let me say my piece Or give my opinion at least
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You hold my hand and I fight the tears
Not because of you but of my fear
A fear so primal it's tearing me apart
Now we're right back to the start
You look into my eyes and say my name
My cheeks are burning with all this shame
I can't keep close contact with you anymore
I let my eyes fall to the bright white floor
Is this how it's going to be from now on?
Is that life really so long gone?
I want to look at your face a recognise those eyes
And be able to name my family ties
But they say I locked it deep within
And now I can't even point out my own ...