Heather Coldwell Poems

There's nothing wrong with me
...I'm happy

I live life to wake each day
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Thank you for making this a living hell,
the one person i was supposed to trust, said he had nothing to tell.
but then i found out, that he had lied to me
and he then had the nerve to tell me he was sorry!
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You think your so good with your size zero frame.
Not eating at all and only having life to blame.
Well, hold on a second, this is what your making yourself,
You feel that being skinny and miserable is your only wealth.
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Why do you treat me like i'm something new?
...When i see the same things, just not as you do.

In my mind, things are tame
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Now what's your problem?
You have a lot of nerve.
Turning to me and announcing, that i have what you deserve.
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Who is that, they say...
The one over there
The one with the manky clothes and the weird coloured hair
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I knew you were going from the look in your eyes...
that, defiant look that settled your demise
i tried not to cry because i knew you loved a smile
but i couldn't keep it in, so i left for a while.
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You always say that i could do better
altough i always try
you told me not in person but in a letter
which, like you knew, would make me cry
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