kailee-sometimes
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Major Decision
criminal justice / dance / chemistry
29
Oct 14, 2016
Poetry is Easy
How can you hate poetry? / Its just like music but spoken through words that pour from your tongue. / Emotion that never runs dry.
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Feb 16, 2016
Neverland
If I am your moon, then you are the stars in the sky. / Collect my tears as they fall like rain, / mix them with cranberry juice and feed them to the fairies.
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Aug 13, 2015
Growing Up: A Rant
Growing up is hard to do that's why when I was 12 years old I said I would never do it because it is full of heartache and hatred, trouble and lies, what is the point of leading such an unfulfilled life? Now at only 17, I am being catapulted into a world full of life long choices, where one wrong move- one stupid mistake- can ruin my existence. Yet I have so much resistance because I cling to this notion that i will never grow old. Responsibility is for grownups I would shout then...and even now... but the difference is, today I am going to take 5 standardized tests in 2 weeks and visiting a big brick building that will feed my mind and prepare me for "life"... as if I am not already alive. What is "the real world"? Is it not what I have been going through since birth? Why does reality only hit when you're 18 and starving for attention? Silly me, I was under the impression that I am a human being, going through experiences and learning lessons that will fill my soul. but that’s not true after all; I will only be useful when I have a successful career and child at my hip. **** these rules of society. I am a human, a person, an adult. But not because I chose to be one, I was forced into this role that has deteriorated my mind and thrown me into raging fits of anxiety and depression. Yes, high school has been the greatest years of my life... if by "great" you mean emotionally damaging.
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Jan 28, 2015
Memories
They throw hatred at me like daggers. / Leaving me breathless and gasping for salvation. / Even though I'm wounded -a hole in my heart-
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Aug 10, 2014
Some Days (Ultraviolet)
Some days I feel grey. / These are the days I struggle to get out of bed in the morning, / the days I trudge along like there is a weight on each of my ankles.
9
Jul 6, 2014
Envelope
I want your arms locked around me like the flap of an envelope. / I want my name scrawled across your torso / with no return address present.
9
Mar 13, 2014
Holiday Heartbreak
Darling I hate this feeling you leave me with. / No more kisses goodbye or I love you’s / was I only a game, here to amuse?
18
Dec 20, 2013
Dead or Alive
When people see my wrists they question why I want to die. / What they don't understand is that / I don't intend to **** myself,
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Dec 17, 2013
Farewell Friends
These words are poured on thick / over / and
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Dec 17, 2013
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