Sadness...
Lost, astray,
unwanted, mislaid.
Feeling down, without a doubt,
Trying hard not to pout.
I shouldn't let her get to me,
I know her tease is jealousy.
But why does it sadden me so?
Why does it hurt like you don't know?
She bullies, and I grin,
And know she knows I win.
But down inside,
I want to cry.
What advantage is a bully?
If I could, I would...
I'd take you to a place, where you'd be safe from all
verbal harm.
I'd wrap you in my arms, and there you'd stay safe and
warm.
It hurts me more than you can know...
That my baby cousin is picked on so...
The harassers could never understand,
how it hurts to be on the other hand.
I love you like a brother...
And can't stand all the others.
You're so forgiving, so kind...
If they appologized, you'd be fine.
It's not fair to you,
It's not fair to me...
That they're all so very...
very mean.
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It's late at night,
And still they fight..
What's arguing for?
Why must my neighbors, and people around...
Always be at war?
There's no such thing as peace...
Inside the world you see...
Why can't we all get along?
And let each other be?
The more war we see,
the more we'll think it's okay...
The more we'll fight, ourselves...
And the more we'll throw away.
Why can't we settle our disputes...
With a smile and some tea?
Why, oh, why does everything have to be...
A battle in this world, I see?
Don't be surprised,
When I'm not here,
Or when the machine answers.
Don't be surprised,
If I don't believe,
You've slept for seventeen hours.
Don't be surprised,
When I don't buy,
Your sweet apology;
'Cause you'll be surprised,
When you find,
That you can't live without me.
Please, Daddy, Please

An infant cries at night
And the sound of it seems:
"Daddy, hold me tight
How can I make you love me?"

A toddler learns to stand,
She falls down to her knees.
"Daddy, take my hand
Why can't I make you love me?"

A child's chior sings,
And inside she screams,
"Daddy, look at me
I know you'll never love me."

A teenager hides dismay,
And fakes an angry plea:
"Daddy, go away
I don't need you to love me."

And now she gives a sigh,
Admits her own defeat:
"Daddy, hold me tight
How can I make you love me?"