du er stygg, du er frekk,
satan du ligner på en bossekk,
du tror du er så forbanna fin,
du tror du er alle sin,
sannheten er at ingen vil ha deg,
gå din vei og spar meg,
ditt ekkle utseende som du ikke forstår,
du er ikke pen, du ligner ett sår,
ha det bra din fittefaenskap,
du innser hvor jævlig du ser ut når du er lagt for hat.
God I hate you, so fucking much,
you call us friends, but I don’t know what,
have happend to you and how you have been,
so fake you are, and you are always so mean,
God I wish you never were born,
Daim your mother for bringing you home,
go and fuck all the boys, and show them your slutty side,
so they can tell you how ugly you are, then go and hide.
Arkivert under: Dikt av meg :D, English Poems, Hate | Tags: broken heart, friends, Hurt, mad, Sad
My heart is broken, do you know,
that you was the one who broke it, but all you say is so,
I can’t tell you how mad I am,
for not telling me a thing, but only to them,
you said you trusted me, but now it shows,
how mean you were, and who knows,
what you have told everyone about me,
I think you didn’t want to see,
how important you really was for me,
it hurts alot, when you act like a fool,
go out with your friends and play some pool,
you would rather be with them, then talk to me,
if you really care about me, then tell me you’re sorry, and we can see,
If we can be friends again, and trust eachother,
but I know you don’t want another,
friend to be with and talk to when you are alone,
but I am afraid I don’t want to go home,
hope you like to be hated by me,
’cause you’re so fucking ugly, and whatever you can be.
Damn I hate you, I hope you know,
that it’s YOU I’m talking about so don’t say so,
I have a friend, who everybody loves,
I am me, but who knows,
maybe I’m different on the inside,
why do you judge me, and pretend you are nice,
it’s not my fault I’m not perfect,
you think you are the best chocolate in a konfect,
why do you treath me like a bitch?
why can’t you care about me, and stop acting like a witch,
you keep telling me I’m a nobody,
but face it, I’m a person and a somebody,
you think I’m mean and hate you,
but actual it’s you who do.
Arkivert under: Dikt av meg :D, English Poems, Hate | Tags: fool, friends, Hate, old days, older
I miss the old days, when we were young,
we always laugh and used to have alot of fun,
but we get older and older, every day,
and now those days, have fade away,
now I don’t know you anymore,
you’re totaly different and almost a whore,
our friendship is broken, and so are you,
the day I found out, you screwed him too,
he was my boyfriend, but you didn’t care,
I guess you won, that was my fear,
I hope you regret about what you have done,
just die alone, even when you are young,
Hope your boyfriend find out how you are,
Good bye fool, live you’re life, damn, you have got to far.
Du sa jeg kunne stole på deg,
men så går du faen med å snakket drit om meg,
jeg fortalte deg, denne ene tingen,
og det neste jeg vet er at du knekker hele vingen,
du var en engel, men ikke nå mer,
for det du sa var personlig, og nå ser du bare ned,
at du kunne si dette til andre er utrolig dårlig gjort,
og du er sånn venn jeg gjerne vil få bort,
jeg trodde du var en veldig god venn,
men jeg må nok bare lete etter en ny en igjen,
kan du ikke bare gå din veg,
jeg snakker ikke med deg, uansett hva du sier om meg,
så ha det bra når du går av sted,
håper jeg aldri ser deg mer.
Arkivert under: Dikt av meg :D, Hate, Norwegian Poems | Tags: dumpet, Hurt, såret, trist
Du var alt jeg kunne drømme om, du var solen i mitt hjerte,
Men så dumpet du meg og sa farvel, og jeg var knust og full av smerte,
jeg visste ikke hvordan jeg skulle overleve, for uten deg i mitt liv, er det ikke noe mere,
du var mitt liv, du hadde mitt hjerte,
men du tråkket det ned og gjorde det om til smerte,
jeg visste det ikke gikk noen veier tilbake,
bare du visste hvordan du skulle slippet taket,
vi lo hele dagen og hadde det kjekt i lag, men så gikk du fra meg og ville ikke ha meg,
jeg er veldig såret, ja vet du hva, hvordan kunne du gjøre dette mot meg da,
jeg trodde vi hadde det bra, men tydeligvis ikke, hvorfor sa du ikke bare i fra?
Vi kunne gjort det bedre hvis jeg visste hva du følte, men istedenfor det, ville du bare brøle,
Du fant deg en ny, men hva skulle du si? At du ikke likte meg mer, og måtte gå fra stedet,
Vi sto bare i ro, og ingen av oss sa et ord, hva faen skal jeg gjøre, når du bare nøler,
Ha et fint liv, og elsk de andre, du er en idiot, håper de andre står imot.
