Saturday, May 14, 2011

When You Think Of Her

You talk about her
Beautiful brown eyes
You told me your heart
tells you
She's the one you desires

You love her for true
And for that you fight
You didnt want to leave her
But why did you do?

And come to my life?
Why did you make me
Fall in love with you
When someone else is
waiting for you

When you think of her
I cant deny that I envy her
Because she's the one
you swored to love forever
I hate when you think of her

Her sweet smile at the picture
on your hand
Reminds you of your Last years
Valentine's
When you give her roses
Wish you have gave  mine

Now I sing this little sad song
I know I'll never be second best
If I tried to compete her in her heart
I know she already won

I hate when you talk about her
I cant deny that I envy her
I know I am not better than her
I hate when you think of her

I'll know she's beautiful and perfect
The girl you talk about
She's the kind you want
And She's got everything
that I have to live without

And If you go back to her
I'll never be more than
second best
I'll be living brokenhearted
Unlike all the rest
Wish we could be more
than just friends
Wish you would forget about her
I hate when you think of her

When you think of her
My heart is broken bit by bit
When you think of her
Every second every minute
It slowly kills me
Because I think of everything
that we should be
Wish you would forget about her
And try to think of me

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--Allana Alberto

More than Anything Else

It's a Late Late Happy Mother's Day

Since I was a little Child
She's been always there
At the times I First open my eyes
Potty Training,losing a tooth
At the time since I started speaking
She's been always there
To give me extra special care

She's the one who taught me
how to speak
She takes care of me when
Im sick
She's been always there
She's the one who brought me life


She hugs me so tight
She always kiss me every night
I was five
I remember all of it
Without her how could
I survive

As I grew up
I was sent in school
 to explore
To learn things
on my own
To have friends
and more

I didnt realize I was
Growing up so bad
I spent more time with
my friends
More than her
And it makes her sad

And everytime she scolds me
I yelled and talk back
Without knowing
Im already hurting her feelings
Like a replaced her
Over such a stupid thing

I miss our Old ways
The times when she hugs me
The times she strokes
my hair
I miss my childhood days


Now Ive grown up
And be such a bad nut
Even if she didn't know
This would be the way
I would say
A word untold
That I love her
More than anything
else in this world

--Allana Alberto