Alone

That feeling you get when you are alone
It's the same feeling I experience
When you get rejected through your cell phone
While everybody else keeps their distance
Even the friends you have made betray
Then when you finally find that one girl
It then goes wrong and thats how your repaid
Which haunts you and in a ball you will curl
And makes you hurt, angry all at yourself
Because you made that one mistake you wish
With all of your passion you want to change itself
To distract my frustration I do swish
The past you can not change
But the future you may rearrange

Candy

CANDY, CANDY, CANDY
IT'S SO SWEET
CANDY, CANDY, CANDY, CANDY
I LOVE IT SO VERY MUCH
CANDY, CANDY, CANDY, CANDY, CANDY
I THINK I'M ON A SUGAR RUSH
CANDY, CANDY, CANDY, CANDY, CANDY, CANDY
Zzz

Dreams

I hate it when you have those messed up dreams
That you don't understand
Some dreams give you messages
Except for mine
My dreams are weird
All about aliens attacking and the end of the world
What's the meaning in that?
It was all weird and confusing until something changed
My dream had changed to a familiar place
The place I spend six hours a day at for almost everyday of the year
Yes I'm talking about school
When I came to my school my weird meaningless dream
Was now like a torturous nightmare
And not because the fact I was at school
But because I was unable to do anything but watch
The most torturous thing I could watch
The girl of my dreams dating my best friend
It was awful it felt as if someone was stabbing in the heart
And not the fact it was the girl of my dreams dating another guy
Not because I couldn't do anything
But because it was my best friend
Then when they were just about to kiss each other
I wake up with a jolt
From a horrible
Dream.

Concert

The feeling you get when your on stage performing
Every song being like opening each present on Christmas morning
And with each performance your emotions are transforming
Getting more and more confident and eventually jumping off stage without any warning

Torture

Have you ever felt that feeling
When your sad, upset and just wish it would end
With just one insult the eyes on your face that may be called beautiful tearing
With no one to help you no one not even a friend

Morning

Mornings are made for sleeping and bacon
Afternoons are for hanging out with your friends
But in the morning my bacon you ain't taken
It is morning again so I am going to sleep and with that my poem ends

Beach

Life is like the beach
We can be the waves crashing down
Or the sand where the seagulls screech
The waves could make people drown