A Poem by GIRLNEXTDOOR: "TORN" copyright May2001 All Rights Reserved Plagiarists and Violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.

Anger crushes, you live with it day to day
Wallowing in your pity and crying over your mishaps
Speaking as if you have no faults
I bet you think youre better than those you criticize
Cursing and breaking valued possessions
Disgracing your reputation to those who know you best
Pitiful display and you repress your thoughts
Talk is cheap and yet you cant afford to open your mouth
Leaving with hands clenched in rage
Calming yourself is not something you can attest too
Needing others to stop your inner violence
I watch you rip yourself to shreds
Even when you win the battle you have lost peace of mind

I am a part of life that hurts because I am not always fair.
I can make you feel betrayed; I can make you feel aware.
"I will never lie to you" is the eternal motto I proclaim.
Give me thanks, that's big of me but, I will hurt you just the same.
Someone who lives with me, will always stand in your defense.
To speak with veracity is using me at someone else's expense.

I have been known to cause trouble and I often get in the way.
To ignore my existance is sinful, so be careful what you say.
To have a healthy personality, I hear, I am a must.
If I ever stear you wrongly, it is the fault of my brother, trust.
If you don't have any morals, no purpose will I serve.
However my sister conscience will give you what you deserve.

Those of you that are blinded and ignore my existance,
Know that it is morally wrong to be willingly innocent.
Do not stand aside and wait for someone else to work your will.
Express your true colors so the angered may know who to kill.
If you swear to me, I will protect you as long as you dont lie.
Now I ask you with all with pure intent, who or what am I?

Hoochie if you assume this post is directed at you, then it probably should be. This post should have no bearing on my relations with you, seeing as that you are a user and never call me unless you want something. I am sure that won't change. Have an enlightened Day. *~GIRLNEXTDOOR~*

I meet this mismatched loner dancing around some trees. My friends and I are friendly to him because he's sober and alone on a Thursday night. It sux to be you. Then you mooch our ciggarettes and then later tell me you don't smoke. Sorry, I dont think your new habit makes you any cooler. Your a phony, pathetic, weakling. We go to leave and you follow with us. I am nice, so I say "...why don't you come with us." BIG mistake. You dont make one bit of sense the whole evening. You contradicted yourself with every topic you discussed. This reject spent time arguing agaisnt opinions he had made moments before. Talking to hear yourself speak is annoying. Your a spiritual freek job. You analyze everything. You eat Ketamine like candy. My mother told me never to take candy from strangers, thanks anyway, you can shove your crank up your ass and then lick it out. Didn't your mother tell you to never overstay your welcome. Have you no social graces? Sitting and listening to your miserable life story was a waist of 4 hours of my life. I can not believe when we all went for breakfast, you wanted to come with us. I didn't get to sleep at all, or get any work done, and why? Hmmmm, because you wouldn't go home until nine in the morning. I had visitors from out of town, they couldn't go home. They also couldn't get any sleep. Thank you for the foot rub...but, if I had known it was going to make you blow a load, I wouldn't have even let you near my feet. Then you have the audacity to ask my friends (guys) if they want a foot rub! Remember when you asked if you could come over and rub my feet again...? The answer is no. I do not want your company EVER. You told me I scare you because I am a college aged female with a weapon! He asked me if it hits me will it make a boo boo? What kind of 21 year old man says BOO BOO! It is a wrist rocket, what do you think? I think it can put a dent in your skull, shall we experiment?

I am glad you felt my room has a "comfortable atmosphere", alot of people do. I never meant to make you feel so comfortable that you would feel compelled to announce your bisexuality. You announced that you want to come out of the closet to a room full of straight strangers. I mean, we were the first people you told. Don't you think someone who knows you, would care a little more. I knew you were a cock sucker after five minutes of your horrific...company. I have no problems with gayness. I just think their is a time and place to talk about your selx life, and it isn't the place around strangers. Like it is going to matter to me if you eat shlong. I never showed any interest in you...so I certianly don't care when you masterbated last, how you do it, and all about your love for swank. Please leave my guy friends alone, they like punani.

STIX. I am talking to you, poop pusher... keep your bedroom experiences to yourself. Don't ever knock on my door or I will be forced to give you a grand boo boo. I hope for your sake you learned something from my presence...maybe you learned that when you don't respect people, you get disrespected.