Jessica Lynn Freer
If I were a poem
I would flow along a river of tears
Rise up on a mountain of pain
Roam a meadow of sadness
If I were a poem
I would tell you that I love you
Always have and I always will
No matter where I go
If I were a poem
I would say with great emotion
I love you Daddy
And I'm ready to let go
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Awaiting your call
If I were a poem
I would let the words disintegrate my fear
And they would fly off this paper to grasp your mind of this feeling
That boils deep inside the soul’s core
Letting the intensity slowly drip away
Breaking my outer shell
Exposing the pure valuable child
Residing within these words
Here I lay before your hands
My heart poured into words
The ones I could not say
But only let you read
If I were a poem
I would express my love
Like a cherry blossom
Blooming in the winter
Write the ups and downs
When the wind flows
Brushing each leaf
Into a treasuring dance
If I were a poem
I would write what I want to be to you
Your pillow when you cry
Your heart when you love
This soul of mine here in anyway
Striving to mend your broken limbs
To place a everlasting smile
Which will never leave
With arms held up high
Awaiting your arrival
The warmth of love
My future to come along side you
I would let the words disintegrate my fear
And they would fly off this paper to grasp your mind of this feeling
That boils deep inside the soul’s core
Letting the intensity slowly drip away
Breaking my outer shell
Exposing the pure valuable child
Residing within these words
Here I lay before your hands
My heart poured into words
The ones I could not say
But only let you read
If I were a poem
I would express my love
Like a cherry blossom
Blooming in the winter
Write the ups and downs
When the wind flows
Brushing each leaf
Into a treasuring dance
If I were a poem
I would write what I want to be to you
Your pillow when you cry
Your heart when you love
This soul of mine here in anyway
Striving to mend your broken limbs
To place a everlasting smile
Which will never leave
With arms held up high
Awaiting your arrival
The warmth of love
My future to come along side you
In The Basketball Court
In The Basketball court
In the basketball court
I see birds fly were I imagine
I could fly
In the basketball court
My friend Alex runs to
the side were is clean while I get the dirty one.
In the basketball court
I saw a dog lying down.
Dead. And were I met
My best friend.
In the basketball court
I lost my favorite soccer ball.
It cost me 30 dollars.
In the basketball court there
Was a tall tree were my friends
And I played.
In the basketball court
My 13th birthday was celebrate
With about 25 or more people.
In the basketball court
We play soccer and bet a lot of money to win.
In the basketball court
I saw two old men fighting
For a little car scratch.
In the basketball court
Next to the 7- eleven store eight nice,
Pretty, and Hot teenage girls doing a carwash.
In the basketball court
My sister found a big
Bag with 5,000 dollars in it.
In the basketball court
I also found a big bag,
But there wasn’t any money instead
There were a lot of collars.
In the basketball court
i see and hear weird things and stuff's.
In the basketball court
I see birds fly were I imagine
I could fly
In the basketball court
My friend Alex runs to
the side were is clean while I get the dirty one.
In the basketball court
I saw a dog lying down.
Dead. And were I met
My best friend.
In the basketball court
I lost my favorite soccer ball.
It cost me 30 dollars.
In the basketball court there
Was a tall tree were my friends
And I played.
In the basketball court
My 13th birthday was celebrate
With about 25 or more people.
In the basketball court
We play soccer and bet a lot of money to win.
In the basketball court
I saw two old men fighting
For a little car scratch.
In the basketball court
Next to the 7- eleven store eight nice,
Pretty, and Hot teenage girls doing a carwash.
In the basketball court
My sister found a big
Bag with 5,000 dollars in it.
In the basketball court
I also found a big bag,
But there wasn’t any money instead
There were a lot of collars.
In the basketball court
i see and hear weird things and stuff's.
Crystal City I see
1...2...3
That's how many dead animals i see.
On the side of the dirty bumpy roads.
Not always such a beautiful view
with little small swamps and toads.
You see small old buildings when you drive by,
also tall palm tress that cover up the sky.
During the day kids play in the park.
Then the teenagers come out at dark.
Good hot cheesy nachos during festivals,
every time i go visit the last thing on my
list is vegetables.
Barbacoa on a Sunday morning
with hot flour tortillas was my
delicious breakfast serving.
Families outside doing cookouts with loud music.
For everyone a party was the lookout.
Love sitting in my grandmas dining room
where everyone sits laughs and gossip.
But once they talk about me
i tell them to stop it:)
Babysitting on a Saturday night
all the parents are out so we get the
pillows and fight.
My grandmas roof is the place where my cousin and
I would chill.
Laying down chitchatting very still.
Crystal City, TX not born but raised is my home.
That's how many dead animals i see.
On the side of the dirty bumpy roads.
Not always such a beautiful view
with little small swamps and toads.
You see small old buildings when you drive by,
also tall palm tress that cover up the sky.
During the day kids play in the park.
Then the teenagers come out at dark.
Good hot cheesy nachos during festivals,
every time i go visit the last thing on my
list is vegetables.
Barbacoa on a Sunday morning
with hot flour tortillas was my
delicious breakfast serving.
Families outside doing cookouts with loud music.
For everyone a party was the lookout.
Love sitting in my grandmas dining room
where everyone sits laughs and gossip.
But once they talk about me
i tell them to stop it:)
Babysitting on a Saturday night
all the parents are out so we get the
pillows and fight.
My grandmas roof is the place where my cousin and
I would chill.
Laying down chitchatting very still.
Crystal City, TX not born but raised is my home.
What If I Were a Poem?
If I were a poem,
You would be have to pull out a book riddled with Poe's collection,
And run through it if getting to know me is your intention.
If your eyes are identical to many of those who have viewed me
The surface will be constant; malicious misery, doubtless depression, lethal lonliness.
If you read the script with your lens of instant apprasial
You would be blindsided as to where it begins or if it even ended.
I hope you don't get lost in the unfamiliar grammar
Only to later think that it has no signifigance.
Then proceed to place me back in the crowded
Yet lonly space of a quiet shelf in a forgotten study.
If I were a poem,
The calligraphy would be considered so foreign
That you probably wouldn't comprehend how it could be
Like Aztec hieroglyphics to a Japanese scribe.
If it doesn't initiate an intimate interest immediatly,
I hope you at least take time and try to understand it.
It wouldn't take long to be aware of what I'm about,
My content, on the opposite ends of the spectrum and also running througout it.
If you take the chance, I can help make an instant feel like infinity
And help remove the revulsion you experienced in the past
To replace it with unconditional allegience and true dependence.
You would be have to pull out a book riddled with Poe's collection,
And run through it if getting to know me is your intention.
If your eyes are identical to many of those who have viewed me
The surface will be constant; malicious misery, doubtless depression, lethal lonliness.
If you read the script with your lens of instant apprasial
You would be blindsided as to where it begins or if it even ended.
I hope you don't get lost in the unfamiliar grammar
Only to later think that it has no signifigance.
Then proceed to place me back in the crowded
Yet lonly space of a quiet shelf in a forgotten study.
If I were a poem,
The calligraphy would be considered so foreign
That you probably wouldn't comprehend how it could be
Like Aztec hieroglyphics to a Japanese scribe.
If it doesn't initiate an intimate interest immediatly,
I hope you at least take time and try to understand it.
It wouldn't take long to be aware of what I'm about,
My content, on the opposite ends of the spectrum and also running througout it.
If you take the chance, I can help make an instant feel like infinity
And help remove the revulsion you experienced in the past
To replace it with unconditional allegience and true dependence.
I am
I am chilled like a cucumber
That is just waiting’ to be eaten’
By whoever has a hunger for my love
I am caring like a heartbeat that never stops beating
Always pumping blood through the veins
Reassuring the certainty of life
I am your friend,
No matter what,
I am always there to patch up the pains,
To hold together the pieces of a broken heart,
And to soak up the spills of an open wound
I am the love that never leaves your heart
Bounded like bird in a cage
Never wanting to be released,
Adjusted to your touch and smell
I am your lover that never stops loving,
Even if you push and pull at my vulnerable soul,
Even crushing every emotion that I have
Till I can’t feel any such sign of life
Still loving what you do and what makes you, you
I am the secret that holds the answer
The answer to us being one of the same
And the answer to our future
A future that will care about you,
About your feelings to whatever you feel,
And about what you want from me
In this world we call home
I am what I say I am
I am here to take care of you
Like a pool boy watching over the water
That he is entrusted to be its caretaker
Fulfilling the water’s desires
And keeping the beauty pure,
In return,
The glimmering of the water’s natural light
Reflex its satisfaction on me
Warming my body and soul
Giving me hope
In hope that the acceptance to my caring and consideration
Will return the same trust and love,
Love that I carelessly give
To receive a little notice or whatever you have to offer
I am what I am
Happiness is all I want
And all I want to give
Such as a vending machine that never ask for money
Just spill out every vitals it has that makes it unique
Because I am me
But together excludes the “I” and includes the “We”
Like we were never suppose to be apart
“We” combines our heart to make us one,
One of the same spirits,
And in my eyes and heart,
And hopefully yours
That is all we need to stay in peace
Like a pond that never breaks into ripples
And that will never be taken over by scum
That is just waiting’ to be eaten’
By whoever has a hunger for my love
I am caring like a heartbeat that never stops beating
Always pumping blood through the veins
Reassuring the certainty of life
I am your friend,
No matter what,
I am always there to patch up the pains,
To hold together the pieces of a broken heart,
And to soak up the spills of an open wound
I am the love that never leaves your heart
Bounded like bird in a cage
Never wanting to be released,
Adjusted to your touch and smell
I am your lover that never stops loving,
Even if you push and pull at my vulnerable soul,
Even crushing every emotion that I have
Till I can’t feel any such sign of life
Still loving what you do and what makes you, you
I am the secret that holds the answer
The answer to us being one of the same
And the answer to our future
A future that will care about you,
About your feelings to whatever you feel,
And about what you want from me
In this world we call home
I am what I say I am
I am here to take care of you
Like a pool boy watching over the water
That he is entrusted to be its caretaker
Fulfilling the water’s desires
And keeping the beauty pure,
In return,
The glimmering of the water’s natural light
Reflex its satisfaction on me
Warming my body and soul
Giving me hope
In hope that the acceptance to my caring and consideration
Will return the same trust and love,
Love that I carelessly give
To receive a little notice or whatever you have to offer
I am what I am
Happiness is all I want
And all I want to give
Such as a vending machine that never ask for money
Just spill out every vitals it has that makes it unique
Because I am me
But together excludes the “I” and includes the “We”
Like we were never suppose to be apart
“We” combines our heart to make us one,
One of the same spirits,
And in my eyes and heart,
And hopefully yours
That is all we need to stay in peace
Like a pond that never breaks into ripples
And that will never be taken over by scum
if i were a poem
If I were a poem
I’d scream with bad words
Separating happiness and what I’m expected to do
Without even caring if I hurt her
If I were a poem
I’d turn into words
Made of ink and anger
Upon my creator
Like the lines of my diary
I want to be free
Choosing what to write
By making my own decisions
And stop writing what she said
If I were a poem
I will be white out
Deleting the future that my mom wrote for me
And rewriting my own
To do what I want
The dream that I dream of
I’d scream with bad words
Separating happiness and what I’m expected to do
Without even caring if I hurt her
If I were a poem
I’d turn into words
Made of ink and anger
Upon my creator
Like the lines of my diary
I want to be free
Choosing what to write
By making my own decisions
And stop writing what she said
If I were a poem
I will be white out
Deleting the future that my mom wrote for me
And rewriting my own
To do what I want
The dream that I dream of
My name is
The name that my mother have given me is Viking
Whenever I wrestle I feel that I
Represent the colors of my school
Don’t let my innocent look fool you
Sometimes I can dangerous
Whenever you step on the mats with me
You better bring it!!!
Yesterday my name was success
Succeeding in some of my matches that play
To feel proud of brining the victory home
And be successful on the mats
To know that your team mates support you
Whenever you are working hard
And hear them cheering for you.
In my dreams my name was fear
Fearing that one day I am going to get hurt
And never come back to wrestle
To know that I would just be supporting my teammates from the benches.
Tomorrow my name will be defeat
Getting pin by someone better than me
And knowing that I have to work harder on the mats
And go 100% on my opponent
And have no mercy on him.
Inside me my name is happiness
Graceful to step in and combat
And leave my soul on the matt
And walk out of them victorious
Secretly my name is pride
Proud that when I step in and battle
I know that I always play clean
And that sometimes I make someone bleed
And at the end my hand is raise up by the referee!
Whenever I wrestle I feel that I
Represent the colors of my school
Don’t let my innocent look fool you
Sometimes I can dangerous
Whenever you step on the mats with me
You better bring it!!!
Yesterday my name was success
Succeeding in some of my matches that play
To feel proud of brining the victory home
And be successful on the mats
To know that your team mates support you
Whenever you are working hard
And hear them cheering for you.
In my dreams my name was fear
Fearing that one day I am going to get hurt
And never come back to wrestle
To know that I would just be supporting my teammates from the benches.
Tomorrow my name will be defeat
Getting pin by someone better than me
And knowing that I have to work harder on the mats
And go 100% on my opponent
And have no mercy on him.
Inside me my name is happiness
Graceful to step in and combat
And leave my soul on the matt
And walk out of them victorious
Secretly my name is pride
Proud that when I step in and battle
I know that I always play clean
And that sometimes I make someone bleed
And at the end my hand is raise up by the referee!
I am what I am
I am what I am
A smart know it all
Born in aldea la felizidad sector 4, Guatemala
Were you can do whatever you want
If you didn’t wanted to go to school you just don’t go
I am what I am
But what exactly am I
A kid or a teenager
I am what I am
A piece of a puzzle in a box
Misplace in the wrong place
Waiting to be taken out
I am what I am
A brown skinned human with black eyes that is darker than the dark of the night
I am what I am
The kid that people call Mexican
But don’t led the color of my skin fool you
Next time you call me Mexican you will be surprised because
I am 100% guatemalteco
I am what I am the hard working guy that you see practicing on the courts
And the one who wants to play professional tennis
I am what I am
The kid you call nerd
Watch out because
In the future you might be calling me boss
I am what I am
The kid who likes those delicious chicken tamales made by my mother
But that is just part of my culture
And I am proud of it
I am what I am
A smart know it all
Born in aldea la felizidad sector 4, Guatemala
Were you can do whatever you want
If you didn’t wanted to go to school you just don’t go
I am what I am
But what exactly am I
A kid or a teenager
I am what I am
A piece of a puzzle in a box
Misplace in the wrong place
Waiting to be taken out
I am what I am
A brown skinned human with black eyes that is darker than the dark of the night
I am what I am
The kid that people call Mexican
But don’t led the color of my skin fool you
Next time you call me Mexican you will be surprised because
I am 100% guatemalteco
I am what I am the hard working guy that you see practicing on the courts
And the one who wants to play professional tennis
I am what I am
The kid you call nerd
Watch out because
In the future you might be calling me boss
I am what I am
The kid who likes those delicious chicken tamales made by my mother
But that is just part of my culture
And I am proud of it
I am what I am
Monday, October 12, 2009
I Am What I Am
I am what I am
A young male coming from the cold Mexican streets
Where getting beat up is ok
And it’s hard to find someone who cares
I am what I am
The one who took the trip from Mexico to U.S. hard
But with time got used to
And learned to love his new home
I am what I am
The one who takes his sweet time
He distracts everybody
And his teachers are always on for not doing what he’s suppose to
I am what I am
The one kid who can’t stay still
If u look around he won’t be in his seat
He’ll be wondering around the whole class
I am what I am
The shy guy that turns into
The one who can’t stop talking once he finds his comfortable zone
I am what I am
The turtle in the class when it comes to work
No matter how hard he tries
He’ll get distracted and never finish
I am what I am
As proud as his family
I won’t change for anybody or any reason
And won’t forget where I came from.
If I were A Poem
If I Were A Poem
If I were a poem
I extend my hatefulness
With thoughts and words.
I use my paper to write explosive
Words and use my pen to express
My fearless. Like a antler winning
His fight with his horns.
If I were a poem
I express my feelings
Through hate and fear.
If I were a poem
I fly so high to bring down my fears.
And led my papers flow and my pen been
Guiding me.
If I were a poem
My words would fall from my papers.
And put down my thoughts and start
Writing words again and again.
If I were a poem
People would know
How I feel by reading my hatefulness
And Fearless of this poem. If ONLY Y WERE A POEM.
If I were a poem
I extend my hatefulness
With thoughts and words.
I use my paper to write explosive
Words and use my pen to express
My fearless. Like a antler winning
His fight with his horns.
If I were a poem
I express my feelings
Through hate and fear.
If I were a poem
I fly so high to bring down my fears.
And led my papers flow and my pen been
Guiding me.
If I were a poem
My words would fall from my papers.
And put down my thoughts and start
Writing words again and again.
If I were a poem
People would know
How I feel by reading my hatefulness
And Fearless of this poem. If ONLY Y WERE A POEM.
If I Were A Poem
If I Were A Poem
If I were a poem
I would wrap you up in my words
Since I can’t wrap you up in my arms
But I would still be missing you
If I were a poem
I’l l speak up my mind
Leave the shyness behind and express the future
But still be missing you
If I were a poem I’ll tell you about the call I waited
But never got the call
Time passes by but never did it end
It seems so long but it’s only been a month
If I were a poem
My letters would get in your mind
But would not make you understand
They would make you think but not reflect
If I were a poem
I’ll speak up my mind but not my heart
Scared to be rejected
But still be missing you
My Name:Floricela
My name is a flower in spanish
Yet I am sharper than the point in a thorn of a rose
Yesterday I wished at 11:11
but my wishes are just adding up in infinity
Staying positive at times
Is like having a smile after
The opposing team just scored the winning point
I know that I am falling into a hole leaving
My true name behind
However, I am at a point
Where turning back is possible
But, its harder to climb up a ladder than
To go down one
My name is one of a kind
My dreams are unimaginable
Where you imagine the untouchable,
Is where my dreams begin
I am who knows most about my name
My name is better than what it was at birth
It’s become,
Strong
Brave
Indomitable
My soul is popent to any harmful individual
that wants to interfere
Yet my name is my soul,
Both optomistic and pessimistic
Self-Portrait
I am like an Eastern wind, I come and go as I please. Flimpant and fleating I soar across land and sea. Having been many places and seen many things, you would think I'd become wise and sure. But fun and capriecious forever I'll be, not wishing to be anything more.
If I were a poem
If i were a poem
I would express my feelings
and say everything that is on my mind.
So many backstabbers and haters
they say that they will always be there for you.
But in the end they never succeed with favors.
If i were a poem
I would let my hand take over
and my pen would run across the paper.
Writing how my friendships are getting colder.
Why does everyone have such cold hearts?
Wish i had pictures of them to hang up and
just throw darts.
If i were a poem
I would be as strong as i can be
With hidden feelings that only through
my eyes you can see.
Damn it if i were a poem
I would just be me.
I would express my feelings
and say everything that is on my mind.
So many backstabbers and haters
they say that they will always be there for you.
But in the end they never succeed with favors.
If i were a poem
I would let my hand take over
and my pen would run across the paper.
Writing how my friendships are getting colder.
Why does everyone have such cold hearts?
Wish i had pictures of them to hang up and
just throw darts.
If i were a poem
I would be as strong as i can be
With hidden feelings that only through
my eyes you can see.
Damn it if i were a poem
I would just be me.
Friday, October 2, 2009
What is my REAL name?
My real name is Aries
Don’t be fooled by the soft exterior perceived as a sensitive Piceses,
Look inside and you can see the inferno
Fiery as a spring Equinox
Innocence isn’t the word to describe
The feeling of confusion I feel inside.
In my dreams my name was Taurus
Deliberate about my own life,
But too lazy to take action
The promiscuous girl who doesn’t care
Thin stiletto heels and long brown hair.
Secretly I know my name is Leo
I’ve centered myself
Self-centered
Gold and fiery shades of fur soar
The mighty lion always comes out and roar
My mother and father think I’m two different people
Gemini is what they think my name is
Twins at heart but only one at bay
It could be Siamese, but only one can win
Am I really me or is it my twin
Don’t be fooled by the soft exterior perceived as a sensitive Piceses,
Look inside and you can see the inferno
Fiery as a spring Equinox
Innocence isn’t the word to describe
The feeling of confusion I feel inside.
In my dreams my name was Taurus
Deliberate about my own life,
But too lazy to take action
The promiscuous girl who doesn’t care
Thin stiletto heels and long brown hair.
Secretly I know my name is Leo
I’ve centered myself
Self-centered
Gold and fiery shades of fur soar
The mighty lion always comes out and roar
My mother and father think I’m two different people
Gemini is what they think my name is
Twins at heart but only one at bay
It could be Siamese, but only one can win
Am I really me or is it my twin
I am what I am
I am a girl with great desire
A girl with humongous dreams
Dreams of success (yea)
Dreams of love (aaauuu)
Dreams of the right path finding me
I am what I am
My mother cares for me
Like a nurse 4 a patient
My father dreams as martin Luther King (MLK)
Of me going to college
I am what I am
A girl who’s full of kind kitty kindness
A girl who’s full of friends
A girl with plenty of luck
A paradise garden with abundance of flowers
I am what I am
A girl who’s passionate about college
Like a cardiologist about a heart.
I am what I am
I am a girl with magnificent opportunities
Who’s lovin’ her life
I am a girl with bunch of people looking after her
& the sun is always smiling on me
I am what I am
But sometimes
I find myself saying
I am smooth (ash)
I am cool (AAA)
I’ll get through
So I don’t need to fall apart
I am what I am
I am a girl with great desire
A girl with humongous dreams
Dreams of success (yea)
Dreams of love (aaauuu)
Dreams of the right path finding me
I am what I am
My mother cares for me
Like a nurse 4 a patient
My father dreams as martin Luther King (MLK)
Of me going to college
I am what I am
A girl who’s full of kind kitty kindness
A girl who’s full of friends
A girl with plenty of luck
A paradise garden with abundance of flowers
I am what I am
A girl who’s passionate about college
Like a cardiologist about a heart.
I am what I am
I am a girl with magnificent opportunities
Who’s lovin’ her life
I am a girl with bunch of people looking after her
& the sun is always smiling on me
I am what I am
But sometimes
I find myself saying
I am smooth (ash)
I am cool (AAA)
I’ll get through
So I don’t need to fall apart
I am what I am
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