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Silly Woman

I know this silly woman she drives me around the bend
One minute she is happy, next she’s not your friend
I know this silly woman she is crazy as can be
I thought I had mood swings, but she has more than me
I know this silly woman she is really very nice
But upset her and you know it because she tells you more than twice
I know this silly woman she often says hello
But if she doesn’t like you, she will definitely let you know
I know this silly woman she is as crazy as can be
Every time she’s moody she blames it on PMT!!!!

 

Who Am I?

 

Am I the baby
Who I have pictures of
Her big eyes staring
Straight at the camera
I've been told she was good
Never grumpy or whiney
But this is not me
I don't know who I am.

Am I the toddler
Who I can remember
She had baby-blue eyes
And bows in her hair.
I remember her laugh
I recall her smile
But this is not me
I don't know who I am.


Am I the child
Whose memories I share
Her hair tied in pigtails
Held with pink bunches
She laughed as she swung
On the rope in the yard
But this is not me
I don't know who I am


Am I the girl
Who giggled shyly
As the very first boy
Kissed her right on the lips
I remember her blushing
And keeping it secret
But this is not me 
I don't know who I am


Am I the teenager
Who didn't mind crying
For she knew that someone
Would be there to help
I remember that feeling
I can feel it no longer
But this is not me
I don't know who I am


Am I the young woman
Who everyone sees
When I open my front door
And walk down the street
I see where she goes
And I share the same body
But this is not me
I don't know who I am

 

Without Escape

Look at reality as an inexistant force.
An inexistance, a formality, 
That controls the minds of those who choose to believe it.
Those who don't believe are either already long gone,
Or are trapped.
Trapped within the implication,
Struggling to break free.
Free from the ever higher reaching walls of my mind in which my voice lies,
Struggling to breath.
Choking on a hypothosis, Wishing I understood what this was,
And what I was supposed to do.
Wishing I could hide from the demon that lies within,
Silent and peaceful,
Until the voices are awoken,
Summoned to ensure I am forever without escape.
Roxanne Royer

 

Angels

The angels are looking down from above
They are lovingly watching over us
The angels know if were happy or so 
When we are good or when we are bad
If an angel thinks that it is our time
They will make a big bright light shine
I’m not scared of following the light
That’s shining so brightly in the night
I will let the angels guide me along the way
You can be assured we will meet again one day
Don’t be sad when it’s my time to go
I just want to make sure that everyone knows
I love you all in different ways
The angels will look after me in another place! 

 

Depression

Dealing with depression throughout your life
Can have a strain on a husband and wife
Sometimes you feel it will never end
We can fall out with our family and friends
When the black cloud hits what can we do
Nothing can stop us from feeling so blue
Depression is hard to deal with no matter what
Young or old, married or not
Having someone to talk to is very good
Sometimes people can draw their own blood
Others try to end their lives
Some just wish they could but never try
Depression is an illness that is taboo
So many people suffer not just me and you
Some people try to live a normal life 
Hiding the sadness they feel inside
Depression is hard to understand
Sometimes we just need a helping hand
To get us through the black hole we are in
And try to heal the hurt within 

 
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