Biography of Hillary Hill
My name is Hillary Hill. I am actually 14 years old. I live someplace in the world. I am kinda Emo, and if u dont like that then u just plain mean for judging me for being emo. To all people who hate emos: U effin Racisits! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (even if emo isnt a race) and umm.....I like writting and i dont know why....it just seems to get all of my felings out, then i am not so deppressed anymore. I am dealing with a lot of shit rite now...and I dont know which way i should turn... -_-
Hillary Hill Poems
Dear daddy, I am sorry, Im sorry i cant be perfect, im sorry i failed you,
the saddedt thing is you could be anything, that you could want. We could have been everything. But now we're not, now its not anything at all.
Everyone Judges Me
Everyone judges me.... Judges me cuz i am emo, Judges me cuz I am native, Judges me cuz i am short....
I Cant Belive I Loved You.
I can`t belive I loved you. You never really loved me. I always told myself I wouldn`t fall in love with another jerk. But I did.
Colours Of My Life
Red, the clolour of blood, that i keep bleeding.
The Pain Again And Again
My name is Chris I am three My eyes are swollen I cannot see
Forget everything, everything bad in your life. Everything that made you screw up. Forget the people,
An Ace Poem
Sex, drugs, rock and roll, Speed, weed, Birth control, Life is a B**** and then we die....
Dear diary, I am not very good at expresing how I feel. I cannot just tell someone everything.... But I have told someone....
Can You See?
Can you see? see what you may ask. well can you see
I cant believe I trusted you, you lied to me. I cant believe I believed in you. Everytime you said you loved me,
Daddy Doesnt Care....
Daddy, I thought you would always be there, but you never really cared. I thought you were the one
What Is Love?
everyone wants to know what love is.......or *how can I tell if i am in love? * or does love even exisist? ? ? ? well if u r confussed bout how can i tell if i am in love....take my survay->>>>> 1.Does you want to see him or her everyday?
I could have been the one you noticed I could have been all over you I could have been like all the others Is that what I am supposed to do?
Colours Of My Life
the clolour of blood,
that i keep bleeding.
the colour of the rain,
that keeps me misrable.
the colour of my tears,
that I keep crying.
Those are the colours of my life. Red, blue and clear.