Becky Jo's blog: "Poems I wrote"

Why not I dont exist so why cant you resist me and twist me in to a shape that you want me to exist in outside of the box its hard to view in when its closed in the end it was just friends in the end it was makebelieve in the end it was a twisted fanasty come to life I was hidein away from the world to see cause I didnt want to be showen off and claimed for a little while i was the light shined through I was hidein so no one would know who i was so they wouldnt find out the disapoitment of my realization is now that was it all worth it hell yeah it was I am not even talked about except behind closed doors outside its just friends one fiends for the other only to get shut out hell yeah thats why i am confused.

Pain! Nov/1/05 Why am I alone with this pain in my heart? I thought I had friends! You know the one's that call to see how your day went or just because? How about ones who call to see how our feeling or doing after you just had a major surgery? Guess that's where I'm wrong I have no friends. Here I sit alone and in pain but yet I hear no phone or doorbell ring. To see how I'm feeling or if I'm all right. How can one call them selves a friend when not only do I have pains from the surgery I have pain which my friends have caused! The pain I feel and have will be a scare not only on my body but also in my heart.