Liana

Liana Feb 5

I hate the sunset tonight
it shines for the children
for the heroes in all of their might
for the kitten who stares out the window
and for the young lady who cries every night

I hate the sunset tonight because it shines that very same bright for the angry man who does terrible things out of spite
the same bright for ruiners of people's lives
for the person who makes that young lady cry
for the people who believe that some don't deserve rights

I hate it because not everyone deserves to see that light yet it shines just as bright

One of the first poems I ever wrote. I was looking in Google docs for stuff from before this website and come across this.

(This note was written by a light that ate candles and got burnt out.)

Liana Feb 5

Darkness

Thank you darkness,
For you have made it possible
To see the stars and moon
In the sky

Thank you darkness,
For without you
I would not have been able
To imagine the light
at the end of the tunnel
And so,
I would have no reason to keep walking towards it

Thank you darkness,
For you keep everyone
"In the dark"
And I wouldn't have it any other way
Because if we knew the future
There would be no point in having it

One of the best things, though misunderstood

Liana Feb 4

Monday Night Haiku

It's already late
Still hours worth of work to do
I fear I won't sleep

Problem was that I had a lot of English work. When I write I refuse to half-*** it so it's taking a long time.

Liana Feb 4

Usually (insert negative statement)

The things I do
For your approval
And your excitement
For my accomplishments
Usually aren't healthy
Or good
For me

The things I lose
For your happiness
And your calmness
Usually are the things that make me feel that way

The things I cover up
For your agreement
And support
Usually are the things I care about most

Don't tell me
I'm being disrespectful
When it's simply impossible for you to stay pleased for more than a few moments
I try
And I try
To no avail
I am done trying

I have opinions
Thoughts
Feelings
If you don't like it
Don't see me
That's what I wanted
To begin with

Cleaning up my drafts

A child/teen is a person nonetheless. We are not numbers, possessions, or puppets.

Liana Feb 3

But

A strong sense of smell
But I can't smell out the lies

A strong sense of hearing
But matter how many times I listen to our recorded conversation
I can't hear what I said that made you snap

All of this makes me wonder
If you're right and it's me
Or if it was you all along

Clearing out my drafts because I have a lot and I've decided that it's okay to also post pieces that I don't like as much.

(This note was written by a cactus that was born with thorns. He realized his ways and no longer blamed you for bleeding when he ran into you. With support, he cut them off one by one. Some stayed, but most left. My hopes.)

Liana Feb 3

They watch eachother

She looks at her from a distance
With admiration and envy
For she's beautiful
She wonders why she couldn't be

That girl being watched
Looks at her
And thanks how she would do anything
To look that way
For she thinks that she is this sicking word;
Ugly

Happened to me the other day, the girl came up to me and told me I was beautiful and how she would **** to look like me. I felt so ugly that day and was watching her thinking the same thing. I told her how she was beautiful and how I was thinking the same thing about her which left her shocked. It was a nice moment.

Liana Feb 3

I feel like a bug sometimes

Do you ever feel
Like you're a bug?

I mean
Think about it
They get punished
For just existing
And in the world we live in
We are born in to this madness
With the only escape
Being death

Bugs come in all different shapes and sizes
Still bugs nonetheless
But when we see an ant just minding it's business
We step on it
And when we see a butterfly
we take a picture

Bugs get squashed
By people

People get squashed
By people

Do you see what I mean?

Maybe not the most poetic thing, but a thought I had.

(This note was written by a light that could not turn on, but you thought you could turn it on when you wanted to. Is that enough?)