Single and tired |
I am a single man who is tired of people trying to use him. If you want leave me a message and i will get back to you. If you are interested in me like i said leave a message. Anyway i dont play or li...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 03:41:00 GMT |
a man |
If a man can't live by his word he isn't a man. Therefor if he goes back on his word he is just a boy.
Posted by on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 23:00:00 GMT |
Newest Poem |
I wish I was special like you;you are so special it's true;it should be no surprise;because the heart tells no lies;I don't know why you choose to be blind;when you leave everyone else behind;your be...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Oct 2007 02:45:00 GMT |
my heart |
I am a nothing, a no one;as far as I know I mean nothing;I have done my best for all;it means nothing;I give everyone my all; I still get hurt;I do what I can;in the end I am;but a single man;Wh...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 02:02:00 GMT |
new poem |
I was lost but now I'm found,
simply because you're around,
if you can wait you will see,
exactly what you mean to me,
I do the best that I can,
I am however only a man,
I might make you sad,
or even...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 14:15:00 GMT |
Me |
Hey I am a guy who is tired of being lonely and tired of being hurt. If any ladies want to talk to me outside of friendship then they will have to show some serious interest. I am tired of trying to f...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 14:42:00 GMT |
Me |
Hey I am a guy who is tired of being lonely and tired of being hurt. If any ladies want to talk to me outside of friendship then they will have to show some serious interest. I am tired of trying to f...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 14:42:00 GMT |
music |
when you share a song that you like you are sharing a part of yourself with other people. The more important the song is, the more of yourself you are sharing. If someone takes the time to listen to s...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 15:08:00 GMT |
Poem "Because I Never Tried" |
Ever since I was a certain age;
I've had things that hung over my head;
things that got me so depressed;
that at times I simply wished I were dead;
but I can't kill myself for wounded pride;
nor...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 18:51:00 GMT |
untitled poem |
I sit and stare at nothing;your face before my eyes;I remember the games you played;and how hard I cried;I think of the lies you told;as well as the head games;you ripped my heart assunder;now I'll ne...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Sep 2007 16:28:00 GMT |
