<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:35:06.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Nadine A Poet with a dream</title><subtitle type='html'>I always love to write it helps me to express myself and with poetry its a way for me to escape into my fantasy and wont be judge</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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verse:&lt;br /&gt;yea what huh give a chance what give me a second chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first verse:&lt;br /&gt;safe in my cocoon&lt;br /&gt;wanting to break out&lt;br /&gt;wanting to feel love around me&lt;br /&gt;want to step out to prove you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;for not being a mistake, to not be a failure, to show you that I'm not selfish that i cared about you all along.&lt;br /&gt;give me a second chance(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Verse:&lt;br /&gt;I know I hurted you, want to move on&lt;br /&gt;but you keep on bring up the past, that haunts me day and night.&lt;br /&gt;all i ask from you is to give a second chance at you love once again.&lt;br /&gt;give me a second chance(2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Verse:&lt;br /&gt;you look up in my eyes, look all around act surprised.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking to yourself I'm acting to nice something must be  up.&lt;br /&gt;Got eyes in the back of&amp;nbsp; my head, watching you everywhere like you was big brother standing there.&lt;br /&gt;Disrespect you left and right, don't know what i would do without you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Go crazy Go insane thinking about that day that i hurt you, it's tearing me up inside, want to take it all back.&lt;br /&gt;But i cant all i want from you is to give me a second chance. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-7363951205254863216?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/7363951205254863216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/09/second-chance-rap-song-written-by-lady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;"Meeting you was a mistake", hearing those words sends knifes threw my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Cut down my pride, fill my heart with hate.&lt;br /&gt;Blood turn from red to black, been a mistake all my life.&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes are easily forgotten and ignored, like you don't want that around.&lt;br /&gt;Was it a mistake that i was born this way, to be this emotional, to have feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting someone like you wasn't a mistake, it was faith.&lt;br /&gt;You show me how to get my life back.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mistake for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-2792638157802452801?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/2792638157802452801/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-1348474309137825916</id><published>2011-08-14T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:27:55.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;It feels like I'm back in high school again arguing with my parents left and right.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's different I'm in a new place, different surroundings, better friends.&lt;br /&gt;And yet I'm still stuck in my old ways.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to change who i am inside and out, to be all i can be.&lt;br /&gt;To be responsible, to be able to get along with some people.&lt;br /&gt;Don't like being alone, once your alone no body is going to be your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Have to crack my shell, to show people who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-1348474309137825916?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/1348474309137825916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/08/remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/1348474309137825916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/1348474309137825916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/08/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-9146518767430311690</id><published>2011-08-14T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T17:56:05.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Even in the darkest spots, I still see moving foot prints.&lt;br /&gt;Pacing back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;Banging on the door, have no were to go.&lt;br /&gt;Ive put myself in this hole and tired to get out.&lt;br /&gt;I still end up in the same spot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a fuck up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Changed'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-948756019012606901</id><published>2011-08-14T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T17:53:36.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Topsy  Turvey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Look upside down, look all around I'm fall from the ceiling to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;My hair in waves, I see a key walk over and there is a bottle that said " Drink me".&lt;br /&gt;Sip the bottle down, start to shrink as i go low to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Clothes fall down all that's left is a strap dress.&lt;br /&gt;Run to the door it's lock, look up the key is so high.&lt;br /&gt;Tears start dripping down my face.&lt;br /&gt;I see a little cake that said " Eat me".&lt;br /&gt;I take a bit and shoot up like a rocket.&lt;br /&gt;Take the key, drink again go back down to the size of a walnut.&lt;br /&gt;Run to the door, turn the key to unlock the door.&lt;br /&gt;I walk into no wonderland, but instead my own worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-948756019012606901?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/948756019012606901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/08/under-pool-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/948756019012606901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/948756019012606901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/08/under-pool-water.html' title='Topsy  Turvey'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-7516024889965188669</id><published>2011-07-31T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T20:04:33.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake in Identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Tip toe across the carpet trying to balance the water on my head, trying not to step on the puppies below.&lt;br /&gt;Jumping up and down with joy, waiting to receive the water that's on the top of my head. &lt;br /&gt;Gently lower my body to the ground, take the water off my head.&lt;br /&gt;Puppies turning in circles, drinking the water like they have been baking in the hot sun. &lt;br /&gt;I turn to walk away, my foot trips on a wire below knocking over the box.&lt;br /&gt;I hear a voice that sounds the same but was called a different name, how is that possible&lt;br /&gt;We don't even look the same, telling me things that i haven't done, yelling at me but I'm not your brother.&lt;br /&gt;When you see me, do you see your brother?&lt;br /&gt;Now walking around on egg shells, feeling down on myself, and yet did nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The room is quiet, sun is setting, blinds are closed waiting for the dawn of a new day.&lt;br /&gt;To be hold what is going to come to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-7516024889965188669?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/7516024889965188669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/mistake-in-identity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/7516024889965188669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/7516024889965188669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/mistake-in-identity.html' title='Mistake in Identity'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-6196836203836919544</id><published>2011-07-30T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T20:32:00.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Rise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;people are always going to try to put you down or say you can or cant do this.&lt;br /&gt;how do you even know i cant do it, when i haven't even tried it,&lt;br /&gt;you already setting me up to fail, flat down on my face to never show my face in public again.&lt;br /&gt;to hold me back to make me turn around, turn back the time, to stop me from moving out.&lt;br /&gt;move the clock forward i would be still doing the same shit and my life going no where. &lt;br /&gt;i don't want that for me, a friend told me " only you can make your life, only you can change it for the better, nobody but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;even if i did stay at home, i wouldn't go down the right path, when I'm here my path is on the right track, i will rise to the person I'm supposed to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-6196836203836919544?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/6196836203836919544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-will-rise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/6196836203836919544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/6196836203836919544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-will-rise.html' title='I Will Rise'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-7202953266250523032</id><published>2011-07-24T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T00:11:48.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Treament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;With no words, with no sound&lt;br /&gt;You cant look at me without getting stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Playing phone tag, communicated threw other people.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me in the dark, you cant tell me how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;You cant even look me in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;You walk away with disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;To show you that I'm responsible person.&lt;br /&gt;Instead you give me the cold shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-7202953266250523032?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/7202953266250523032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/silent-treament.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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remember,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it to control my life, but people keep on poking at me.&lt;br /&gt;Been reaching my boiled points, past my extreme manner.&lt;br /&gt;Getting close to becoming a real B****!&lt;br /&gt;Dont want it to come out but once you push me over the edge&lt;br /&gt;I rise from the waters with blood dripping down my face&lt;br /&gt;Waiting and wanting to rip you fucking head off.&lt;br /&gt;I may look all care free and nice, but once you push me&lt;br /&gt;The beast within me comes out and your not going to like it.&lt;br /&gt;Once its out, you better hold me back &lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming for you head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-5662832705762479586?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/5662832705762479586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/head-hunting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/5662832705762479586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/5662832705762479586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/head-hunting.html' title='Head Hunting'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-3512767714668116053</id><published>2011-07-17T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:49:43.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Strong</title><content type='html'>The fight broke out like fire, holding him back with all my power.&lt;br /&gt;Screaming and yelling, trying to get through into his head.&lt;br /&gt;To stop him in his tracks, to not take the easy way out, to sacfice yourself in order to be free.&lt;br /&gt;To give up your life, with no feelings, no remorse, no recation.&lt;br /&gt;To leave those behind who love you and don't want you to go.&lt;br /&gt;Pushing him back, being thrown up against the walls, my back breaking agaisnt the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Knee crushing my rib cage, can't breath, bruses appear on my back.&lt;br /&gt;My body is sore and worn out as a slide down the wall to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Moaning in pain, feeling i took a beating, my heart is racing as i breath heavily.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I feel good for proctecting him from himself.&lt;br /&gt;He still doesnt remember everything, just some parts, and the pain he feels in his hip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-3512767714668116053?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/3512767714668116053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/stand-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3512767714668116053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3512767714668116053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/stand-strong.html' title='Stand Strong'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-2160096951580346654</id><published>2011-07-17T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:40:19.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Crazy/Crazy Heart</title><content type='html'>Things I do in my life are crazy.&lt;br /&gt;People say I'm crazy, do you think i look or show it.&lt;br /&gt;Being told or called crazy, takes a toll on you.&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to show it.&lt;br /&gt;It's stupid right, I know I'm not crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to say the right thing, when it comes out so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You might say I have a crazy heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to lie, you do stupid things when your heart crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy heart doesn't find love they get heart broken from the start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-2160096951580346654?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/2160096951580346654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/heart-crazycrazy-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/2160096951580346654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/2160096951580346654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/heart-crazycrazy-heart.html' title='Heart Crazy/Crazy Heart'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-5396780933025593519</id><published>2011-07-17T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:25:03.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Move on or Hold on?</title><content type='html'>Why cant I do anything right?&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling like this, feeling lost and confused wanted to be accepted by all&lt;br /&gt;For someone to tell me that I'm beautiful, to make me so good about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be happy, but I cant shake these feelings away,&lt;br /&gt;afraid to shake, afraid of letting it go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-5396780933025593519?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/5396780933025593519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/move-on-or-hold-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/5396780933025593519'/><link rel='self' 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your body&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love your mind&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love your voice&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love&amp;nbsp;that you sing in the shower&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love that you know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love your personality&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love your dancing skills&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love how you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love how you sleep&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love your determintation&lt;br /&gt;I love your sence of humor&lt;br /&gt;I love your williness to survive &lt;br /&gt;All these things I say about you, to show how much I care for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-2332952312341631980?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/2332952312341631980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-468467514128674827</id><published>2011-07-17T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:17:17.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Water</title><content type='html'>Step in the water, moving hands back and forth&lt;br /&gt;making ripples in the water&lt;br /&gt;twrilling around, trying not to make a splash&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to make waves&lt;br /&gt;calm waters relax my body, feeling light as a feather.&lt;br /&gt;Floating across the pool, feeling like a mermaid gliding under the water,&lt;br /&gt;Blowing bubbles feeling so care free.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that isnt a dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-468467514128674827?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/468467514128674827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/pool-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/468467514128674827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/468467514128674827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/pool-water.html' title='Pool Water'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-8578256524269405700</id><published>2011-07-17T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:13:49.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were A Boy</title><content type='html'>I hate being a fucking women&lt;br /&gt;I hate having these feelings&lt;br /&gt;I hate thinking about my emotions&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that i'm stress out about everything&lt;br /&gt;I hate being misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;I hate my heart&lt;br /&gt;Chains are rapped around my heart&lt;br /&gt;Bring me down from cloud nine&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;To be around good people &lt;br /&gt;Stay away from the bad.&lt;br /&gt;If i was a boy i wouldn't have to deal with this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-8578256524269405700?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/8578256524269405700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-were-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/8578256524269405700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/8578256524269405700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-were-boy.html' title='If I were A Boy'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-6088520813666324460</id><published>2011-07-17T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:10:16.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Walk</title><content type='html'>My heart is breaking with in my self,&lt;br /&gt;dont want to let go,&lt;br /&gt;dont want to turn around,&lt;br /&gt;when i look at him I just melt away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-6088520813666324460?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/6088520813666324460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/feeling-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/6088520813666324460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/6088520813666324460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/07/feeling-walk.html' title='Feeling Walk'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-3001791358178959804</id><published>2011-03-01T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T15:19:08.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rip my heart out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when is everything going to be ok, when will all this pain go away, tears flowing down my face, mind going in circles, memories popping out here and there, crying my eyes out, feeling empty and alone once again. no body understands me, im a different person. can u accept for who i am or just push me away like an old lover. i am a human i do have feelings too, i just dont show them in front of u, but if u look inside there tearing me apart, breaking down feeling nothing but pain, i want all this to stop the pain i want it to go the fuck away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-3001791358178959804?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/3001791358178959804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/03/rip-my-heart-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3001791358178959804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3001791358178959804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/03/rip-my-heart-out.html' title='rip my heart out'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-3730731861144694271</id><published>2011-02-15T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T17:26:56.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Up</title><content type='html'>Open!&lt;br /&gt;What do u see?&lt;br /&gt;Open!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be scared, you have nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;Open!&lt;br /&gt;It's beautiful once in a full moon.&lt;br /&gt;Open!&lt;br /&gt;My eyes moving slowing&lt;br /&gt;Opening to see Dmarcus,&lt;br /&gt;looking right back at me.&lt;br /&gt;" See beautiful, there is nothing to fear, I will protect you"&lt;br /&gt;Open!&lt;br /&gt;To a bright, fresh new start with Dmarcus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-3730731861144694271?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/3730731861144694271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/02/open-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3730731861144694271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3730731861144694271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/02/open-up.html' title='Open Up'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-5100637038284566848</id><published>2011-02-15T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T17:09:37.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling all warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling nervous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling the butterflies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fluttering inside you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shake off the nerves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True Love is a coming﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-5100637038284566848?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/5100637038284566848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-got-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/5100637038284566848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/5100637038284566848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-got-feeling.html' title='I got a feeling'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-8941924082264004621</id><published>2011-02-15T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T17:07:44.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;With each step you take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have scene of freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your head is held up high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And show ur pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Open your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;relase it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-8941924082264004621?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/8941924082264004621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/02/at-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/8941924082264004621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/8941924082264004621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2011/02/at-peace.html' title='At Peace'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-6148870416970517531</id><published>2010-10-28T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T19:56:45.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive &amp; Negatives</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wish i was deaf, so i wont hear all the bull shit, the drama at work, the fighting with my parents. To hear them comparing to my middle sister saying i should be more like her. Tell me i cant do my thing on halloween, cant go get free fucking candy. hearing lies all around me, tried of putting on a happy face for everyone, cause lord knows i aint fucking happy. It might seem like it but i aint. i aint gunna lie i do have my good moments, but they never last long. I always wanted to be fucking normal, ever since i was in middle school. i aint fucking normal. i already know who i am im different aint nothing wrong with that. if people dont like it well they can go fuck themselves, cause i aint changing for no fucking one. i like who i am.&lt;br /&gt;if i was deaf i wouldnt be able to hear all the good things in my life like my job, my true friends, my music it helps me get through the day, and coaching kids. there postives and negatives in my life. i just have to think about the positvie ones, not the negatives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-6148870416970517531?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/6148870416970517531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-2538816735815312385</id><published>2010-09-08T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:22:10.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCAR 7/6/09</title><content type='html'>Scar along my eye&lt;br /&gt;from my last lover,&lt;br /&gt;who took a knife, put it to my face&lt;br /&gt;scarred me for life. &lt;br /&gt;Bringing back bad memories about&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;that horrible day.&lt;br /&gt;The mark on my face burns&lt;br /&gt;everytime i think about him.&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of him and how&lt;br /&gt;I didn't fight back. &lt;br /&gt;I let him beat me, he beat me&lt;br /&gt;until i turned blue.&lt;br /&gt;Look out the window, &lt;br /&gt;sight became blurry,&lt;br /&gt;heart beating slightly,&lt;br /&gt;body not moving, i felt like dying.&lt;div 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asswholes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-3115877406696952827?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/3115877406696952827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/09/blood-addiction-7609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3115877406696952827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3115877406696952827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/09/blood-addiction-7609.html' title='Blood Addiction 7/6/09'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-610062343863994128</id><published>2010-09-08T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:11:43.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Girl 10/2/09</title><content type='html'>I feel like a ghost in my own house,&lt;br /&gt;I walk the halls feeling my dad is mad &lt;br /&gt;at me, he doesn't even know i exist, &lt;br /&gt;that i'm here breathing the same as him.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the dissapointment on his face.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm a dissapointemnet to him again.&lt;br /&gt;Will he accept me for who i am&lt;div 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/&gt;Acceptance is missing, people in my life dont &lt;br /&gt;understand hw i feel or the pain I live with everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Each day passes my pain grows, one of these days, &lt;br /&gt;I will exploded.&lt;br /&gt;My body shartted no care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead now and yet my soul still lives on &lt;br /&gt;so does the people in the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-2216330436391257615?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/2216330436391257615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/09/ticking-time-bomb-102209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pain&lt;/u&gt; is the feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you get when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;someone has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hurt you emotionaly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pain&lt;/u&gt; is a feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;when you fall off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;your skateboard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and you body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;goes numb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pain&lt;/u&gt; is knowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that someone that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;loves you, can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;accept who u are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pain&lt;/u&gt; is a memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;from the past that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;haunts you in your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pain is......&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well pain for me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;is the feeling like your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;heart is going to break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Poison starts to pour out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;heart tires to keep beating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Negative talk turns heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;black, dying out with each&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;breath i take. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like I'm dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-2662345889067387144?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/2662345889067387144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-breath-102209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/2662345889067387144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/2662345889067387144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-breath-102209.html' title='Last Breath 10/22/09'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-8502249211314084938</id><published>2010-09-08T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T13:18:30.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Really Knew Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;If You Really Knew Me, you would know&lt;/u&gt; in high school i got picked on alot, i always walked down the falls looking striaght forward. Some of the players on the football team called me names. They would call me the devil, she-man, she-witch. They didn't know it was hurting me, cause i had a wall up and out came this bully that i was know for. Ever since i moved here when i was in third grade, I was always the one that got picked on.&lt;u&gt; If you really knew me, you would know&lt;/u&gt; that my freshmen year of high school i got nomatied as a joke for my high school winter formal, and even though i won i heard that they were going to throw punch on me at the dance. i was excited that i won, but when i heard it was just a joke that nobody didnt like me. i felt sad, unhappy, and depressed but i never showed it. High school for me was hell, i couldnt wait til i got out and home, but sometimes school was the only place i could express my self. Because at home it was different in more ways then one. &lt;u&gt;If you really knew me, you would know&lt;/u&gt; that my middle sister is smart, funny ,outgoing, athletic, and the perfect daughter in my family. In my family i don't fit in, i do alot of stupid things to get there attention, cause i feel like they always like my sister better then they do me. i sometimes feel like the black sheep cause most of my family doesnt understand me. My parents are always telling me " you should be more like your sister". They have been saying that to me for 8 years, the pain hurts so so bad. I dont want to be my sister, I just want to be me. If you really knew me, you would know that i just want to be except for just being and who i really am. You would know that I've been hurting for a long time, and i want the pain to stop, i want my parents to except me. I dont want to be in my sister's shadow no more. So please stop putting me there, i just want to be free. &lt;u&gt;If you really knew me, thats what you would know&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-8502249211314084938?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/8502249211314084938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-you-really-knew-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/8502249211314084938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/8502249211314084938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-you-really-knew-me.html' title='If You Really Knew Me'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-3647072743716682878</id><published>2010-08-06T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:28:12.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOING NO WRONG</title><content type='html'>nothing i do seems right it just feels like i want something it just blows up in my face, calling people and getting yelled at, go away ill deal with u later, i feel mistreated and not being treat in the right way. sometimes i feel like a ghost, people want to see me if i have money in my pocket to buy them shit or pay there bills, do i look a tree that is made out of money, i work like everyone in the fucking world, but i never get to see it cause i waste it on someone who is an ass whole, and may me pay for everything, men in general need to help pay for shit and not let the women pay for everthing. we need to be treated with RESPECT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-3647072743716682878?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/3647072743716682878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/08/doing-no-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3647072743716682878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/3647072743716682878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/08/doing-no-wrong.html' title='DOING NO WRONG'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1353223806422628762.post-7299047161888300117</id><published>2010-08-05T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T18:51:28.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Day of pain</title><content type='html'>Today was my day off from work and i wanted to have fun and relax. and not to have a day of stress and sadness, cause the past couple of days ive been feeling stressed out and emotional mix feelings, it almost feels like im not human anymore, that i have turned into a whirlwind of&amp;nbsp; feeling alone and thinking u want to be happy, but once u get there, it fly's away or turns u down, should u take a leap of faith, take a chance at love. i dont know i want to be happy and be with a guy that would treat me like a princess. not talk down to me, yelling in my ear saying ur dumb, stupid ugly. it takes a toll on u physical and emotionaly. i'm not a sex symbol, im a fucking human being, i want to be treated with respect and not there sex slave. i want to be treated like a lady. are guys all the same treat women like a piece of meat and throw them out&amp;nbsp; when there down?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1353223806422628762-7299047161888300117?l=knockout22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/feeds/7299047161888300117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-day-of-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/7299047161888300117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1353223806422628762/posts/default/7299047161888300117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knockout22.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-day-of-pain.html' title='A Long Day of pain'/><author><name>Knockout22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04532818863837816200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HpfN2Ic2ng/TFtvMPElHSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yazD_l_7ArU/S220/100_2215+(2).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
