Poetry In a Journal... Sorta.I'm Sorry
I'm really, truly SORRY
A billion times won't work.
Or WON"T it?
Oops... No, really, I'm sorry.
A klutz? That I am, All I can say is sorry.
I broke your heart?
I'll fix it up again?
I'm really good with stitches.
Will you still be my friend?
I ruined your life?
Oh no, Sorry!
Will this washing machine work?
This bleach removes the stains...
It takes away the quirks!
A million time, I know. But I mean what I say.
I'm really, truly SORRY!
Am I hard to forgive?
You don't want to hear my sorry?
I completely understand.
But you don't.
That was rude? I'm not sorry.
It was the the truth. Indeed. Did you hear what I said?
I'm sorry, let me tell you what I meant instead.
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm really truly sorry.
All the times I apologized, all the times I admitted my lies: sorry.
All the times I wanted to say: I love you, please. WIll you stay?: I'm sorry.
I hurt your feelings, I stomped on your heart. But all I
Things I LOVE:
Being a Couch Panda
Racist People--BIG NONO!!!please please please don't take offense to this if you're white... please? i dont wanna be mean, but...
Listen to this!
A white man said,
'Colored people are not allowed here.'
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"Listen sir... When I was born, I was BLACK.
When I grew up, I was BLACK,
When I go in the sun, I'm BLACK,
When I'm cold, I'm BLACK.
But you sir.
When you are born you are PINK,
When you grow up, you're WHITE,
When you're sick you're GREEN,
When you go in the sun you turn RED,
When you're cold, you turn BLUE.
And you have the nerve to call ME colored?'
Just My Luck - Chapter 7*Liam’s P.O.V.*
We arrived at the plaza just on time, heading up the elevator to the studio we would be interviewed in. when we walked in, we were welcomed with a table of snacks, which Niall was pleased as pie to attend.
“Welcome, One Direction!” The jumpy interviewer greeted, rushing to shake all of our hands. “Please, have a seat on the sofa. We’ll begin in just a few minutes.”
We all squished on the couch, waiting for Niall to finish eating. We looked at him as he stuffed his face with some of the snacks.
“What?” he said sheepishly. “I missed out on breakfast.”
“C’mon, Nialler. The interviewer’s waiting.” Lou encouraged. Niall sighed and stopped eating, coming over to the sofa. He was disappointed to see it all taken up. Putting his hands on his back, he said, “Come on, guys. Can I sit?”
Zany got up and offered him his seat, which he gladly took. Zany perched himself on the armrest of th
Just My Luck - Chapter 6“Niall! I’m going to Liam’s flat. You coming?” I called from downstairs. He had been tuckered out after the past few dramatic days and spent most of them resting in bed and skipping a majority of the rehearsals. We had already postponed a series of our Glasgow and Dublin concerts as well as a few in London, and we were expected to come back with the flow of things next week. But if Niall continued to lazy around, he might not be able to attend our concert.
“No.” He groaned. “The stairs…too…far…”
I rolled my eyes. “Alright then. I won’t be gone for long, stay here and don’t get in any trouble.”
There was a long silence, followed by Niall popping up at the top of the stairs, rubbing his eyes sleepily. “Can you bring back some Nando’s? I’m starving.”
“You just ate!”
“No I didn’t!” He said, leaning against the
Just My Luck - Chapter 5*Niall's P.O.V.*
Louis refused to leave the room until he got some sort of explanation on what was happening. He simply wouldn’t take no for an answer. As the doctor continued to show me what was what, Louis continued to stay where he was, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. I didn’t ask any questions, even though I was highly curious about the genders. I don’t think Louis needs to know any more than he already does.
“Well that wraps up your appointment for today, Mr. Horan. All seems well, but you should still come back on the fourteenth of June. You’ll be able to leave the hospital in a couple of hours.” Dr. Blackwell said, reaching over to give my arm an assuring rub.
“Thank you, Dr. Blackwell.”
She left the room, closing the door behind her.
“Tell me what’s going on.” Louis demanded, leaning against the doorframe, his arms still crossed.
“Lou…” I began, interrupted by Zayn.
“Louis, we di
Just My Luck - Chapter 4*Zayn's P.O.V*
While Louis and Harry went with the ambulance with Niall, I stayed back at the studio, along with Liam. We needed to talk. I was furious. Liam was in the recording room, so I followed him in there, slamming the door shut behind me and rattling the glass. Liam jumped. He could tell I was mad.
"Zayn--I'm so sorry, I--"
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I roared, shoving him hard against the wall he gulped and opened his mouth, trying to explain.
"We were all just messing around, I tried to get him back but I slipped and...and..."
"And, Liam? And? And what? I told you to be careful but you didn't listen to me!"
"Why are you so concerned about it?! You would not worrying about anyone else! They were there too."
"You jumped at him. Why would you do that, Liam? What's wrong with you?!" I shouted in his face. He grew angry, pushing me back.
"I didn't think he would be hurt so bad!"
"Well you thought wrong, Liam! You may have seriously hurt them."
"Them? What do you mean,
Just Let Me DieLet me die with dignity
It's the least that you could do
I dug this grave for me
But you can lay here too
And, no, it's not your fault
You don't have to say goodbye
This blood is on my hands
So don't you even try
I can't get a fresh breath
Your words hanging in the air
As still as certain death
But they're getting us nowhere
And you'll cry your last tear
As we lie here in waiting
Just to be forgotten
Our memory fading
Our lips press together
In one final kiss
Our one final effort
To re-right our sins
And it's here we'll die together
Just broken memories
We don't have to wait forever
To hear the angels sing
But still I beg of you
Let me die with dignity
It's the least that you could do
Unless you want to die with me...