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RememberingThePast
I am a complex girl; / A warrior and fighter, / A lover, / An asexual, / A broken heart, / A Feminist, / A singer, / A vegetarian, / A bookworm, / A speaker, / A writer, / A listener, / A lot of things. / Yet, / I am only a simple girl.
"Is it a choice to be Ace?" She asks. I don't know, Is it a choice to be a race? "Umm... Maybe you are just slow, I am sure you will like *** someday!" Why can't they just believe me? I am Ace, it is my way. Is it really that hard to see?
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Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 12:30 AM UTC
I am Ace.
I thought I could trust you. Guess I can't anymore... You thought nothing about The true consequences. True... In the past you were. You aren't now. What happened? You couldn't have kept true? Not for me? Not for you...? I don't want to be mad. I don't want to leave you, My close friend, my sister. You couldn't have kept true?
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 7:59 AM UTC
Keep True
Sometimes I feel, You don't listen. You don't hear me. Is this all real? Where have you been? Not around me. That much is true. I don't get you, Don't understand. I'm something new? Your really true? I like you banned.
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Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 2:58 PM UTC
You.
I seem to disappear Do you know where I go? Now, it all seems so clear You're so fast; I'm so slow. Take what you need and leave. Please, please. I beg of you, My heart hangs on my sleeve Held together by glue. You took the best of me, Then lost the soul inside. I seem to disappear Mainly from people like you.
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 11:42 AM UTC
I seem to disappear...
When you saw me With those blue eyes, My sadness crept. How can you see Through your own lies, Where others wept? Stop! I won't think; Not of our past, Not our present. I will not sink, Not now, I'll last And be pleasant. You broke my heart, I broke your hand; It's a fair trade. You tear me apart; I hide in sand, Waiting to fade.
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 7:40 AM UTC
You
I did not know I was Asexual. I did not think I was anything. Maybe I thought I was out of place with the world. Maybe I thought I was out of rhythm with the world. Now I know, and now I've told you. I guess I am nothing to you, because that was enough to make you leave. I can't say I am happy you left, but at least I know you aren't the one for me. Maybe you will never come back. Maybe you will try to make small talk with me. Maybe I am just fine with the outcome.
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 10:35 AM UTC
Maybe
In my head, I see things. What do they mean? What do they want? Should I stay? Should I run? The doctors try, To understand. It has been, Seven years. In my head, I get lost. In my head, You get lost. Just leave, My head, Alone.
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 10:11 AM UTC
In My Head
I'm Left handed... Why do you ask? Wait! No insults! Are you jealous? Please say you are, That would make you The very first...
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 9:40 AM UTC
I'm Left Handed. Be Jealous.