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I'm Amber and I'm currently 19. Growing up is an experience which I will share with you here.

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

hair and other stuff

This isn't anything important so don't pay any attention to it. I just wanted to make a post that I'm going to be growing my hair out. I not only want it to be waist length, but I want it to be thick and healthy.

Monday, August 6, 2012

She'll stay awake forever so she don't have to face the demons
Of her subconscious mind, but she lies, she says everything is fine
Cause she has to keep up the front of a fighter
Even as the night turns brighter, as the sun takes it place
All emotion gone from her porcelain face
When did it start, her tragic fall from grace

Cause daddy never was home, he was gypsy kind of man
And momma never showed affection, never was her biggest fan



Thursday, August 2, 2012

oldies

Untitledfeb 13 2008I'm not worth your tears,
I'm not committed to the years.
I want something more,
Does that make me a whore?

You can't see into my eyes,
and I can't see past your disguise.
I can't tell the truth from lies,
anymore.

I thought you were worth more than that,
Until all the harsh words you spat.
Now looking at you,
I seem to have nothing to lose.

Let go at hellomarch 28 2009

You taught me so much about myself,
that I started to trust you more and more.
All you do was show me the door.

I thought you cared about me more than anything,
you said you needed me.
That's not true, I see.

I gave you everything I had to give now,
and wanted to give you so much more.
Our conversations I did adore.

I was silly to think it would last,
and I suppose that was my fault.
I let you in my head, my closed vault.

I wasn't good enough for you, I know.
I should have just let go at hello.

JLHjan 9 2010
I am sick to my stomach
and I am breaking down.
I can feel your footsteps,
through vibrations on the ground.

I can feel the cold sidewalk,
pressed against my cheek.
I never knew it was possible,
to feel so completely weak.

I feel your hands around my waist,
and I cringe at your touch.
My body is now shaking,
as the ground I try to clutch.

Now you have me off the ground,
and I can see your lovely face.
You're holding me in your arms,
and I feel so out of place.

I hate it when you save me,
because I don't deserve you.
You should just be happy,
but I know you will argue.

You think that I deserve you,
that I could be the one.
But I am telling you no,
your heart I haven't won.