Poetry Page Two:

This is when I was really upset with life in general...
"Don't they understand?"
Written by Usagi

Don't they understand the way it hurts?
The way I cry when no one's looking
The way I fight back my feelings in public
The way I feel unwanted
Don't they understand?
Obviously not
If they did, would they still be hurting me?
Or do they get some sick high off of other people's hurt
Not physical hurt, but emotional
Emotional is the worst
I hate it so much it makes me cry
And crying is not my thing
Don't they understand?
No, they never will
I am left to suffer in silence.

This was Written for my highschool sweetheart, we've broken up now,
but remained friends.
"Did I feel the same way then, as I do now?"
Written by: Usagi

When I first saw you
It was across the room
Did I feel the same way then, as I do now?
Who would have thought we'd be together?
Not me, not you
We didn't even know names
In role call your name I heard
The next year, I go to a friends
Who shows up...? But you...
Did I feel the same way then, as I do now?
No, not even, not yet
I see you more often, we actually speak
I know I have feelings toward you.
Did I feel the same way then, as I do now?
Close, but no, not yet
We talk more, we are friends
First time at your house
I like you even more, a crush
Was it then I found out?
How you liked me
And I liked you
But it wouldn't work then as it does now
Did I feel the same way then, as I do now?
Not yet, getting closer
You didn't know I liked you, until now
You're told and I admit
Weeks later I discover something new
I ask, "Is it true" you answer "Yes"
Should I be happy?
Should I be sad?
I am both, I couldn't look at you the same
But I can't help liking you
A month goes by
We're at my house, one on one
You're reading, I'm tired
You tell me to sit up and it happens from there
Did I feel the same way then, as I do now?
No, not yet, but soon
You asked me that night
Of course I said yes
I've liked you for so long
At school was interesting
Everyone seemed happy
Not everyone knew yet
When the last two people found out
Surprisingly, they were happy too
On Valentine's day I get your poem
I read it and I'm almost to tears
A poem is worth more than a necklace
The poem is from the heart
A necklace is from a store
It just doesn't fit, doesn't seem right
So here I am now, I write to you
Writing a poem, from my heart to yours
I hope you accept and treasure mine as I treasure yours
This poem may not be great
But it's as best as I can do
Do I feel the same way now, as I did then?
No, I like you more, more than ever
I love you and accept you
Always remember that.