Biography of tiffany fawcett
I am 14 years old and I am currently not noticed but thats ok. I have no idea what I want to be in life but if i'm good enough, then maybe I could consider poetry as a career, not that anyone would care. Anywho I am currently a loser so you probablly dont want to hear about that. bye.
tiffany fawcett's Works:
tiffany fawcett Poems
Anger I keep it all inside I keep it close to my side For If I lose it all
Are you out there? Are you really for me? Are you just like me? Will you love me unconditionally?
I'Ll Never Say I Love You Too
I woke up today thinking i'd be smart but then you came around words I meant to say got lost silence has a deafining sound
Silence I have lived in silence too long Can anyone see it?
Listen If I told you, would you listen? Would you even understand? Would you even care?
Oh My, Oh Mother
Oh my, oh mother Oh my, oh mother Where would you be? Without the love
Do You Believe In God?
He walks up to the next prisoner in line He felt sorry for him Staring at this man, with his hair cut short and his blue eyes sorrowful, he felt a sharp pang of guilt He knew this man and he would be the one to end his life
Tiffany Modest and shy Meticulous and reliable Practical and diligent
Never Say Never
NEVER SAY NEVER Her voice breaks on a complaint She was furiously mad and yet she wanted to plant a sweet kiss on him She watched him yell enraged
Stranger Sad eyes light up when we walk in Aged lightning blue eyes search
Innocence & Madness
-Innocence & Madness- Innocence written in warm blood on the cold tile floor of the bleach white bathroom. The girl sat, hunched over,
Me I remember when I thought I lost myself When I was five I first started my education When I was ten I was screaming with joy because I was finally two numbers
Sadness is like the bones, holding the insides together Happiness doesn't exist Cutting my wrists is like a summer day My sanity is like an old forgotten dog
She is an old building, left alone to rot Her body shows age quickly coming, but is covered with a thin shine of paint Her soul is a swamp, a mix of mysterious and dark feelings She walks around with bandages on her heart, unoticed
Sad eyes light up when we walk in
Aged lightning blue eyes search
For the love he lost
Rich in wealth
Poor in love