I am 18 years old I am a senior. graduate at the end of this year and I am bisexual
I also have a fiance (guy) and a girlfriend right now.
helping watch nieces and nephews
I have alot more poems to put up
I really love poetry with all my heart without it I wouldn't be here on earth right now not including the help I seeked from Cody Allen Dorr he's my BF right now again we have broken up and got back together 6 times still counting and my very old friend Krissa Rogers I seen for the first in a while plus asked her to be with me and she said yeah more »
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Tissa Calvert Poems
Lost in the memories and wonderful sights, Lost in another kids fight. Lost and confused, Even broken and used.
families young, families old, There are lots of things untold.
Drowning! I am drowning in my tears, because my big fears.
when I first met you
when I first met you I already knew, When I first met you the sky was so blue. When I first met you my eyes were only set on you. when I first met I was feeling so bad,
Anger is the devil inside our locked up souls, Anger is the spirit in which I with hold, Angers the such demond who never is told, Anger is which never ever grows old.
I wished I had a man An understanding man One that can even swim one that might understand.
Lie's always take over us, They also go home with us. But as we do something wrong, We try to hide it all day long.
I hope that I can see you, I always wanted to meet you, But you always tried to meet me, You always wanted to be free,
I want to runaway, so I never play, because I don't know what to say.
The death of a friend
You were in hurry to your school, You lost control of the car and got in a very bad wreck, but that wasn't cool And left us alone and grieving every hour of the day. Your sister couldn't even play,
Sometimes I wished I could fly, Fly so high up in the sky. Sometimes I wonder why,
heaven bound angel
You where once lost in the silence of the day, Now your sister can't go out and play, Only because you have gone away. Heaven bound angel.
Love is... Love is a game Meant to be played.
What shall I do? What shall I say? Let's go play another day!
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Lost in the memories and wonderful sights,
Lost in another kids fight.
Lost and confused,
Even broken and used.
Lost a dear loved one,
While trying ti find someone.
Lost in weight loss,
Lost in food,
Lost waiting for someone like you,
Lost without a clue,
But maybe I'm just lost!
This is about me and my dear sisters.