I was crying
because it hurt
I was crying
because it hurt my feelings
I was crying
because I have feelings
I was crying
because no one cared
I was crying
because no one would help
I stopped crying
because it hurt less
I stopped crying
because I caused myself pain
I stopped crying
because I gave myself
something different to cry about
I stopped crying
because I was strong enough
to handle a different pain
I stopped crying
because I hurt myself.
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 3:12 PM UTC
So why do parents,
teachers,
and adults
get to demean
and belittle
kids or teens
and call it
Discipline.
But when a child
steps up
to defend themselves
they consider it
disrespectful?
They just expect us
to give them respect.
Just hand it over to them
like they're a god or something.
I believe in
respect earned.
You cannot just throw me
in a classroom
or an office
and expect me
to automatically praise you.
think of it as a
form of reciprocation.
Give what you shall
receive in return.
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
***** doesn't it?
To not be able to focus on anything?
Remember to do things?
Entertain yourself, while
Still trying to get everything under control?
So begins an endless cycle of
Emotions that cannot be contained.
Doesn't it just ****
Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 10:30 AM UTC
Back in this prison,
Confused,
but not.
Not sure what to think,
dazed,
but not.
Well aware of my surroundings,
blind,
but not.
Wanting to leave.
staying,
but not.
These people perplex me.
crying,
but not.
I don't know how to feel,
Confused
but not.
Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 2:33 PM UTC
Yin
Yang
Both compose
Me
Good
Bad
WIth me,
They are,
Balanced
I am
Everything
Yet to some,
I am nothing
One day,
I was given
To a small child.
The child was
Hopeful.
Loved me.
Couldn't give me up
For anything
At first.
But I crashed down
With
Wave
Upon wave
The child began to
Hate me.
Why?
I'm just doing
What I was made for
Produce,
Good times,
And,
Hardships.
Both equal,
Yes?
But the child,
Didn't want me
Anymore.
It hurt for me
To leave.
It hurt the
Poor,
Poor,
Child.
I didn't want to go
But,
The child made me.
I was nothing but
Pain.
Perhaps,
I am not a good thing
Perhaps,
I am not balanced
More bad,
Than good?
I suppose.
But that's just how
I am.
Aren't I?
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
The sun breaks the night,
and the moon breaks the day.
Yet, both live in harmony
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 4:16 PM UTC
I'll stop the whole world,
from turning into a monster,
right in front of me.
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 4:16 PM UTC
I stayed up,
all night,
waiting,
for the sun,
to come up.
Then,
it dawned on me
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 4:15 PM UTC