Life is Boring...

Any way, nothing happend to me today.

When you fall for something fake.

I am watching pain happen. I can't stop it. I do anything about it. I just sit and watch other peoples lives go by. Not my own. I am watching him fall for a facade. For a fake thing that is not for him. And I love him, he is one of my best friends. One of my best friends. And The first time he fell, he was upset, and now this time, it's getting deep. No I am not jealous, He just deserves better than what he goes for. (NO I AM NOT SUGGESTING MYSELF!!!)
If you know who this is when you read it, I have one thing to say to you:
"Don't fall for the facade. I love you."

Love again

Love is like a...um butterfly,
Some people are quick and catch it fast as you do the flu, I on the other hand, have no net, I have nothing but my own two hands. My butterfly has not flown by yet and I don't think it will for a while. But i know that one day, one fine day, i will catch that butterfly, as fast as the plague.
~Harp~

Freaks

this is just a dumb thing i am going to write. i think that he likes me, i can't tell though, i really think he does!

Messenger Pigeons.

During Wars they used Pigeons to send notes for the other soldiers across countries and waters. I feel as if I am a Messenger Pigeon that has lost it's way through the night. I am so confused and I have a messege for all to hear. Yet no one's ear are open for listening. My messege will never be heard until all are ready. Even if that means sending my messege after my death. I don't know when that is.

Singing and dancing.

La La La La La Laaaaaa La La
I just love to sing. too bad that i am sick *cough cough* no really i am. and what's his face talks to me and now i am embarrasing myself becuzz my m's sound like b's. i hate this!

Story of a life.

I watched him fall. He died in front of my eyes. I didn't want to let him go, but I had to. For a moment before he left the world, He looked deep in my eyes. Then, he left forever, he's never coming back. The only guy I would ever be able to love.

Is it possible?

is it possible for someone my age and uniqueness to ask this guy out. i don't know if he likes me like that, but he is the only guy that talks to me, he is the only person who talks to me. and he is really nice and stuff to me. I kinda have my own style. punkish, preppy, jockish, emo kinda look. and whatever. being sixteen has it's advantages and disadvantages. but likeing this guy is something else for my life to hang on to. (i know it sounds like i would commit suicide if he said no, but i am so not that preppy, goth wanna be that thinks my life is over because justin said he couldn't take me to prom, because he was taking ashley.!) i would totally just continue with life.

I know y'all are gunna read this but...

I think i am getting a crush. how immature right? I am 16 years old and getting these really immature crushes. The dude i like is the most sweetest person I have ever met. He also sings like i do, in fact we are in the same chior. he sang at the winter show last night. a solo. and he ROCKED. and i am just mediocore. that is why i didn't make honour chior. and whatever.
~harp~

Whatever. I hate when this happens

Whatever happend, to my securitites?
Why am i not full and not accopmlished
Did i change you life, or mine,
or did I do nothing, nothing at all?

I hate, I hate when this happens.
When i, when i can't stop no one,
nothing, nothing, can compare,
to what i feel,
so lone, so lonely.

Designer Body?

Does any girl not have a designer body these years? I mean all I see on t.v. and on the streets are skinny little blonde things that look anorexic. I know that they might be nice and hell like that, but i think that girls are the only ones that care how they look. I am beefy and i am not afraid to admit it. but looking sick is definately not attractive.

Singing.

I like to sing, a lot. I want to become famous someday so i can laugh at the people who doubt me! Just to see the look on there faces. Then they will try to be popular by saying "I went to Highschool with her!" and i will be like "I don't remember you, you must have been mean to me!" and i will laugh for ages! he he he he he he ha ah

~Harp~

Hello World

I am Harp. I know, weird name, right? I am your average girl. Some friends, some enemies. And definately not popluar. Oh, and i have tried it all. I regret it, but i have done it all. Thanks for reading this...
Harp