Imogen Lee Greene
Biography of Imogen Lee Greene
I find it so strange that im so overly critical of my own, but other peoples, even if there crap, I find totally fasinating.
If some people don't like my comments then I'm so sorry, i know it sucks to get bad feedback. But on the other hand if it's crap, I can't, not tell you. Ha
Imogen Lee Greene's Works:
Oh loads. But I haven't written any of them.
Imogen Lee Greene Poems
Biting My Nails.
I hate you Big statement, over used. I need to destroy you, thats all. Though feel like nothing,
You weren't mental before Now there's therapy to attend. Although you've been on the edge countless times before.
Why do I punish my self? My calves are burning like tandoori chicken, Walked through each the dead ends I could find I finally slump myself down on a large bumpy rock Staring out at this mass of generic countryside,
What You Are Stealing From Me.
Sparkles and tingles, Smiles and, disorientating, giggles, Feeling like it's impossible to fall, Finding it funny, walking tall,
This Is You.
You can try and make yourself sound interesting But saying your superiour, won't affect anything Tell yourself, you will not say the wrong thing,
I could tell everything I could, But I'm just this girl with the ability to know what your hiding.
Hope And Pray, What A Cliché
There's never a last time. World is cold, for us, Insperation.
Nobody nobody can relate too the world Joycelin reels she can play a video or write verse after verse
Your my bestfriend My first and last Only person i'll always defend You can even understand me when im upset and high pitched and talking crazy fast
Too Far To Walk To.
If you came over here I'd let you sit next to me I'd even let you put your hand on my knee But you won't be
When He Does It. (I Don'T Care If This M...
when he walks into a room it's like im sneezing, as my heart skips a beat. when he touches my hand and my spine tingles. when he kisses me im reluctant to open my eyes in seconds. when he makes love to me it makes me love my love handles.
Too Far To Walk To.
If you came over here
I'd let you sit next to me
I'd even let you put your hand on my knee
But you won't be
I'd maybe let you look into my eyes
I'd consider letting you kiss my cheek
I'd even rest my head on your shoulder
I won't though, your to weak