The Itch
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A year has past
My heart's grown colder
Is it that old pain?
Or am I getting older?
My soul has emptied
My patience become weak
No one gets my heart now
Not even a peak
The words "I love you"
Are said without feeling
Without any sentiment
And without real meaning
No one knows who I've become
I don't even know me
The deepest of my wounds
Is the hardest to see
My heart has been buried
Deep in its own little shell
No willingness to care
Trapped in my own little hell
My only goal in life
Was to be a family man
But could I do that now?
I don't think I can
Everything I was
Destroyed by a bitch
Now all I want is loving
And nothing cures the itch...

(Written in 2008)
Unknown "NFS-My Lap Pet!" Feisty - 16 years, 6 months, 3 days ago

I reallllllly didn't know what to put in my tales... so I put some poems I wrote from my website (http://www.amateurwriting.net) - Enjoy!
Unknown "NFS-My Lap Pet!" Feisty - 16 years, 11 months, 28 days ago

The Game of Life
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Take another problem
And put it on the scale
Try to balance the equation
And hope that you don't fail
Life has put another fork
In the road that you've been on
Another place to choose
What is better and what is gone
What makes life so great
And it's moments of such value
Is you have to let go of something
Before you can go through
You look for answers from your friends
And from your family, to begin
Then for answers up above
But never answers from within
You need to remember one thing
That is known to very few
In this game that is your life
The only player is you
You can look for answers from your fans
And others in the stands
But in the end the seats will empty
The choice is in your hands
There has to be a decision
But make sure it's made by you
A decision made by someone else
Will divide your heart in two
The answers do come easily
To those who look within
Believe in yourself and you will see
Exactly how to win

(Written in 2003)
Unknown "NFS-My Lap Pet!" Feisty - 16 years, 11 months, 28 days ago

Make Up Your Minds
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My mother raised me
To be be a good soul
Treat women gentle
And act like they're gold
But lately I been thinking
If it's really worth it all
'Cause ask me who I'm going with
And I'll say no one at all
Women come to me
When they want to complain
About their jerk off of a man
Who treats love like a game
And then they have the nerve
To look me in the eye
And ask me where the sweet guys are
And then they run and cry
Well lately I've been trying
To keep bitterness away
But I feel I'm losing the battle
More and more every day
This growing bitterness inside me
Is a direct result
Of seeing assholes with someone
While I'm a lonely dolt
If I let it all take over
And became a piece of shit
Then would you love me
Is that really it?
Or is it maybe that you are
Not mature enough to see
That you see a sweet guy every time
You take a look at me
It would be so easy
For me to turn mean
I could be the biggest asshole
That you've ever seen
No one seems to appreciate
How hard and long I've kept
All the feelings inside of me
Neatly cleaned and swept
My life has not been easy
I've got my share of lemons and limes
Seen all that TV shit for real
Been beat a thousand times
No one seems to appreciate
How hard I try to please
While inside I feel empty
Like crying on my knees
So all you ladies who have called
Someone asshole a thousand times
Is that what you want or someone "sweet"
MAKE UP YOUR FUCKING MINDS!

(Written in 1997)
Unknown "NFS-My Lap Pet!" Feisty - 16 years, 11 months, 28 days ago

I've Made Up Mine
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I thought I had it all figured out
Thought I knew what love was all about
Always tried to keep my heart pure
And when love came it would be sure
But though I always kept my heart warm
Cold hearted ones brought storm after storm
Women always said men treat love like a game
But my eyes are now open, I know they're the same
No longer will they be treated like gold
My once kind heart is growing so cold
Time after time I was loved and then tossed
And they just moved on like nothing was lost
Men and women are one and the same
Both are just players in a cold-hearted game
The word 'Love' is used to get what they want
Sex, and money, for those they will flaunt
All their caring and sweet words used in shame
All are just cards in a strip poker game
They always have said nice guys finish last
Well this nice guy is a thing of the past
No more love for me, just sex and some fun
When things get too close, I'll turn and run
No more will I be hurt, time after time
You can't make up yours, so I've made up mine!

(Written in 2007)
Unknown "NFS-My Lap Pet!" Feisty - 16 years, 11 months, 28 days ago