Brandon_Kellems - Hello Poetry

Everyone smile! Say cheese! Cheese! Everyone looks so happy But these people all around me By looking at these pictures The looks of joy Are just scriptures The ones around me Don't truly care All the times I was there for them They called themselves my friends When I was in need They were no where to be seen Nothing to them is what I mean All I was to them was a cheap buzz Always wondering Is it me? I always ignored the possibility These people... They don't like me They... They just... They just want to look good for the pictures

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Feb 19, 2021

Feb 19, 2021 at 11:14 PM UTC

Brandon_Kellems

Picture, 31.1.2020

Everyone smile! Say cheese! Cheese! Everyone looks so happy But these people all around me By looking at these pictures The looks of joy Are just scriptures The ones around me Don't truly care All the times I was there for them They called themselves my friends When I was in need They were no where to be seen Nothing to them is what I mean All I was to them was a cheap buzz Always wondering Is it me? I always ignored the possibility These people... They don't like me They... They just... They just want to look good for the pictures

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Waiting in these lines Can be quite boring At times Any person in their right mind Would find something to pass the time The thing that I found To occupy myself Is to occasionally pull one off the shelf Give it a look Peculiar are these things That fill the book "they are powerful" "i try to use them" "to liften my mind" "maybe someone will find" "these confessions of my mind" I wonder... if I wasn't too scared to cry If someone would have helped me Bare my mind But within these lines Are the thoughts That cross my mind Well, just the ones that prevent rest The ones that keep me up at night To say all, there would never be enough time The lines are how I cope With the things that tug my rope

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Jan 31, 2020

Jan 31, 2020 at 12:12 PM UTC

Brandon_Kellems

Lines, 17.1.2020

Waiting in these lines Can be quite boring At times Any person in their right mind Would find something to pass the time The thing that I found To occupy myself Is to occasionally pull one off the shelf Give it a look Peculiar are these things That fill the book "they are powerful" "i try to use them" "to liften my mind" "maybe someone will find" "these confessions of my mind" I wonder... if I wasn't too scared to cry If someone would have helped me Bare my mind But within these lines Are the thoughts That cross my mind Well, just the ones that prevent rest The ones that keep me up at night To say all, there would never be enough time The lines are how I cope With the things that tug my rope

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Traffic Does anyone like it? Everyone runs Into some From time to time Overwhelming it typically is If you were a lone passenger... If you are lucky enough to have companions They can help you feel calmer As long as you do not scare them... There is no shame in asking for help If you ever find your highway, Clouded with traffic To face it alone Would be tragic Having friends or someone to talk to Can be almost magic Ask them to guide you Through the traffic

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Jan 31, 2020

Jan 31, 2020 at 12:05 PM UTC

Brandon_Kellems

Traffic, 27.1.2020

Traffic Does anyone like it? Everyone runs Into some From time to time Overwhelming it typically is If you were a lone passenger... If you are lucky enough to have companions They can help you feel calmer As long as you do not scare them... There is no shame in asking for help If you ever find your highway, Clouded with traffic To face it alone Would be tragic Having friends or someone to talk to Can be almost magic Ask them to guide you Through the traffic

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I can't stand this life of guessing It's driving me insane I wish you would talk To spare me of this pain Not all things are best left unsaid All I want to hear is what's in your head All the unknowns are eating at my brain Soon there will be nothing left Thoughts of what we could be Gnawing, tearing my thoughts up If I could catch all my tears in a cup Who knows what I could fill...

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Jan 30, 2020

Jan 30, 2020 at 11:31 AM UTC

Brandon_Kellems

Talk, 22.5.19

I can't stand this life of guessing It's driving me insane I wish you would talk To spare me of this pain Not all things are best left unsaid All I want to hear is what's in your head All the unknowns are eating at my brain Soon there will be nothing left Thoughts of what we could be Gnawing, tearing my thoughts up If I could catch all my tears in a cup Who knows what I could fill...

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