Biography of Brooke Schmidt
I have always been called weird for loving anything to do with reading or writing.I'm also the quite person that prefers to hide her face. But i do get along with every one I'm just the shy girl. Just like probably all poets all of my poems are about how i feel or about my past.
Brooke Schmidt Poems
Beauty Isn'T A Lie
Beauty has so many meanings. Hidden behind all the lies. It could be so hard to find. at times when u aren't looking. It finds you. it passes you everyday. you don't always see. It's easy to look away. to hid so you don't get heart.
Look in the merrier? But what do u see. A face? No. Look harder.
If i was a bird would i be able to fly. Could i watch the days go by without a care. How could i leave with out a single guilt. If i go would i have to go back to the past.
it's there. right in front of you. there to make fun of you. to watch u dry.
No answer. If there was i didn't hear. The sounds gone. Hard to see
you come to me with problems. or i let you come. you lie to me and hide from me. you say your there.
I StıLl Dream About You
When i was baby i was told that when u dream it's your heart telling you what it wants. So i would fall asleep with good dreams. If anyone said that to me now I'd laugh at them.
Running With Out Geting Any Were
bout to cry. but no tears show up. stuck here. feeling bad.
a smile could mean everything. it could save a life. or take one away. there hard to find.
Still In Love With You
after so many years. the feelings still there. hard to forget what you did for me. all the laughs and smiles you gave.
Hard to find. easy to see. Can't figger it out. But not that hared to get.
You feel sounded. But your all alone. You take but no one hears. the sound comes out.
Waiting for something that never comes. Hiding until I'm found. But i never am. or have i.
Going with out a sound. or is there one. i wouldn't know. i didn't listen.
Look in the merrier?
But what do u see.
No. Look harder.
Your getting closer. But go deeper.
I don't get it what am i looking for?
Look into your eyes and tell me what you see.
You do it first.
Fine. I see sorrow, pain, and fear.
Why do u see that?