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I'm really outgoing...I can be very competive if you get me talking about something I care about or if you get me playing a sport. Those who know me well call me a softy and "old at heart". I dont know how many time people have called me "mature for my age"...It's kinda getting old :P. I basicly like all types of music...except hard core metal (Metalica and that other shit..).

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February 17

[Not Ready]

[Not Ready]
 
I'm sorry it's all the same.
That in the end,
It always seems to rain.
 
I guess I'm just not ready,
To be inlove ,
And be with someone steady.
 
Everytime I'm involved,
It seems like I avolve.
 
I guess that in the end,
All I need is a good friend.
 
 
 

My Fantasy

My Fantasy
 
I wish it wasnt over.
I wish that we could be free.
I wish that one time in my life,
A dicision could be made up be me.
 
I hope you havnt forgotten.
I hope you didnt let go.
I hope that you still love me,
even thought we've had a row.
 
I dream that we're together.
I dream that you hold me tight.
I dream that we're laying together,
And baby it just feels so right.
 
I want us to be together.
I want us to have a heart to heart,
I want us to want each other,
Like we used to, before we were apart.
 
But really all that this is:
Is a wish, a hope and a dream;
With a strong need to believe that you still want me,
And were just waiting for me to take the lead. 
 
By: Katrina Louise Dickson
February 13

The Others

The Others
 
 
Popular girls, Pretty girls, and Rich girls too. But what happens to the others, no one has a clue. On what happens  to the ugly, the poor and unpopular. On what happens in the schools, on the buses, in the streets.
 
 
No one sees the mean glances or hears the nasty comments.
No one stands up for what is right, they just all duck and cover.
No one has a clue, and no one even bothers, to take a look and see, on what happens to the others.
 
 
 
By: Katrina Louise Dickson

Every Night

Every Night
 
( I wrote this for an english assignment.)
 
I dream every night ...
From the horror of it all.
I dream every night ...
And watch him fall.
 
I dream every night ...
Of the bombs and gasses.
I dream every night ...
Knowing that he died of the masses.
 
I dream everything ...
Of the pain he was in.
I dream every night ...
Thinking that he was oh so thin! 
 
I dream every night ...
Blaming myself.
I dream every night ...
Thinking about the horrors that he has consumed himself.
 
I dream every night ...
Of my darling baby boy.
I dream every night ...
Of him marching like a toy.
 
I dream every night ...
Of my boy dying on the field.
I dream every night ...
Wishing that it wasn't real.
 
By: Katrina Louise Dickson

I Dont Care

I DONT CARE!!!
 
 
I dont care what you think about me.
I dont care about what you know.
I dont care if you see me as fat, ugly or inferier to you.
 
I dont care if you call me names.
I dont care if you glare.
I dont care if you push me just to see me fall.
 
I dont care if you're mean to me.
I dont care about the rumors you spread.
I dont care if everyone believes them,
Even my very own friends.
 
I dont care if you think I'm stupid.
I dont care how badly you treat me.
I dont care how much it hurts,
Or care that everytime she meets up with him,
They gut renchingly flirt.
 
I dont care if you think I'm lying,
Because truthly, I am.
But day after day I tell myself these lies,
Hoping that one morning I'll wake up,
To find that these lies are true.
 
 
By: Katrina Louise Dickson
 
 
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