Biography of Kellie Younger
All the poems (if you want to call them that) on here are ones that I wrote unless stated otherwise. I write because it's a way to get things out of my head. I can't tell anyone the way I really feel so instead I write. The poems I write is just how I feel, nothing more than that which is why I don't really consider them poems. A lot of people who have read them liked them so I decided to put them up here. Let me know if you like them or not cause I still don't know whether I like them. A lot of the poems I write are about horses because horses are pretty much my life. I've trained a few already (I'm only 15) but every time I train a horse, they get sold and so I have a lot of stuff about that. I think that's it so yeah, let me know if you like or dislike anything!
Kellie Younger Poems
My heart stops when you walk by I stop breathing to watch you step by step My love is true to you
No one knows how I feel You can't imagine my pain, The way I felt when you left. I cry myself to sleep at night,
What hurts the most, Is I thought you cared. King of mixed signals, You held your title,
The Truth Finally Comes Out
I said I wouldn't do this again That I wouldn't put myself through this pain. But my heart wanted another chance, It hasn't learned it's lesson yet
The Dust Is Gone But Will Is Remain This...
You made me dust off that closed sign The sign on my heart You made me think there was a chance, But is there?
All the 'what ifs' still exist, They won't leave my head. I wonder what we could've been, If we still have what we had,
Off The Right Track
You hurt me so But, oh I don't know The pain you made me feel, I guess I can deal.
Pretending Nothing's Wrong
I love how people can keep going, Like nothing's wrong. Nobody sees the pain in my eyes. The sparkle is gone,
Your Actions Speak Louder Than Your Word...
Without knowing it, You told me I wasn’t good enough. Without knowing it, You deleted my confidence, my self-esteem.
It Doesn'T Make Sense
How can you make promises, And break them? You took him away from all he knew. The only good place he’d been to,
It Doesn'T Make Sense
How can you make promises,
And break them?
You took him away from all he knew.
The only good place he’d been to,
He finally was becoming open.
And you make him leave.
Please explain to me how this makes sense.
How would you like to be abused,
Shipped around to so many new places,