Not what it seems

Little Sally sat down thinking,
Why was her fate left dangling?
All the shouting was too absurd
In her head, she's bothered

Petite as she may seem
Inside she's heating up; oh-the-steam!
Everyone thinks she's alright
A lifestory she wants to rewrite

Why can't she be like her best friend, Zack?
His family says they have his back
Little Sally cried silently inside
Hers weren't there to preside

When little Sally was five
Her life wasn't much alive
She witness all those beatings
And not understanding her feelings

No siblings to rely on
She took out her drawing block and crayon
Doodled out what's bottled up
Then she heard the word "lockup"

She started getting scared
Her father flared
Her mother just screamed
Ohno! Blasphemed!

Sirens wailing
Little Sally covered her ears; too blaring
She craves for happiness
Now that's all hopeless

Little Sally sat down thinking
Why is her fate left dangling?
It's been eight years
But one thing never seem to stop flowing; her tears

THIS ONE'S FOR YOU

While stacking up those cards
I look upon the stars
There, I see you shining bright
And wishing you'll be alright

Now dear, don't you reminisce
'Cos I know there will be bliss
I want to see you strong
And you, to know that I'll be here all-day-long

Out there alone. You look pitiful.
And never once were you boastful.
Oh how I love the way you speak
It's really mystique

Don't think you'll be in redundancy
As I've told you this clearly
I'll run alongside with you
A conformity; A virtue

This is no falsity
I keep to what I said dearly.
And if there's anything you fear
My love, I'm here

waiting

Rainstorm

There's a rainstorm

I'm running around trying to hide
In a place that will divide
All the sounds playing in my head
Because all this I've dread

There's a rainstorm

Sounds of the shattered glass
[There goes the shiny brass]
I can't stand this anymore.
Because my heart just tore.

There's a rainstorm

Bruises were history
Words I hear wishing it would be a mystery
But it's very enervating.
Because hopes are dangling on a string.

There's a rainstorm

Flashbacks are happening
Something similar happened during spring
Why can't it ever stop?
Because you want to end up top?

There's a rainstorm

Wishing everything would be the same
But no, there's no more burning flame
Resigning everything to fate
Oh right, and leave us in this state

There's a rainstorm
And it's happening inside

Testing

Everything's not going to rhyme
'Cos it's my relaxation time
They're all going to be from the heart
Some may be like abstract art

Some may not be making sense
As the feeling may be too immense
That I don't know how to put it
Because the feeling just HIT

Don't get me? It's okay. That's what poems are for anyway. Anaslyse it((:

Love.