Roses are red, violets are blue
Oranges can't be green and nothing can be new
Green reminds me of camo in countries we shouldn't be
Whilst red reminds me of my anxiety, escaping me
Why don't our boys in blue fairly opress white too
Without ever having to walk a full day in their shoes
If I could make a palette of my own colors and what they mean to me
every childhood art teacher would be out of a job
Blue would be the color of my pills I have to take to make
my rainbow array of emotions a choked out gray
Yellow would be the brick road leading to my cowardly lion and my anxiety smitten scarecrow
Roses are sometimes love, and sometimes they're a thorn
violets never ******* hesitate to remind me of loneliness and my conscious, well worn.
In my palette I'd release the choking hands around thine iris neck
and let it breathe its colors
but only so on the outside I seem fine. The true similarity between this rainbow and I, is that mixed together we both yield the same black.
But whom said black can't mean endless space and endless possibility?
Without my palette I would be nothing;
Per how dark nor how vibrant those colors behold
So roses can be purple and violets can be green
because in the end, it's the same black that they all mean
Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 10:36 PM UTC
Imagine you're part of a really good drum corps like Carolina Crown or Blue Devils. You're female so you can't be part of the cavaliers and you're sad. Every time you go to a competition you always make eye contact and smile at the cavaliers drum major. He does the same back. The season goes on and you don't talk till after finals. The after party of finals. "We have never actually talked but my name is ( insert name). You probably know that because they announce it every show. They don't announce every (section you're in) member. So what's your name?" He says. "(Your name). It's nice to meet you." You say with a smile. You end up talking the whole night and you get his number. It ends up both of you are aged out. You both end up working with the cavaliers the next season. Less than half way through the season you're dating. You both find out there is two openings at a school near where you both love. You both get the jobs. A few years later ( like 2) you both are still working with the cavaliers and the high school. At DCI finals at the end of the cavilers show, he proposes to you and you say yes. A few months later you announce it to your high school band you work with. A few months after that you have your wedding and all your marching band friends are there. You end up having your first child 9 months after your wedding ( you two are frisky). You both continue working with the cavaliers and high school band and you continue to have little drum corps babies.
The end
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 12:00 AM UTC
Okay so I checked in my bags
Dang I can't believe it was 49.7 pound I got so lucky
Now TSA
can I just skip that step in the process?
could I just keep my shoes on because I don't want to get the nasty germs of America on my feet
Ugh I have to take out all electronics
Dang that guy is h....nope never mind
Okay focus you don't want the thing to go beep beep beep
Hi oh wait how old am I
How do I not know this
If I stutter they might think I'm an imposter
"15"
Was that really loud?
Oh that lady's child is looking at me
Must make weird face, wait now the line is moving
Okay so shoes off check
Electronics out check
Phone out of pocket check
Okay so now I go through the little gate thing
Oh shoot is it beeping
What did I leave on myself
"Ma'am I need to check you"
Oh shoot what did I do
I swear I'm innocent
I'm too young to go to prison
mentally cries
"Your good."
So what set it off
Okay so I'm not going to jail yes
Waiting for my bags is like being at the grocery store check out lanes
Ew the ground I can't
Oh my gosh am I sweating
Ugh I hate being nervous
It's okay I made it through TSA alive
But I have to go through it again on the way home
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
I would love to be Margo
Have a mind that comes up with these crazy ideas, comes up with creative clues and actually do all the things I've written down and planed out
I would love to be Margo
To actually do something to the people that have ****** me off instead of just sitting in the corner and waiting for things to change
I would love to be Margo
Hide in a secret in an abandon shopping center and think about all the things that have happened and might happen in my life
I would love to be Margo
Fearless and free spirited. Not afraid to do things on my own and not think about what other people are thinking of me
But can't be Margo because my strings are not all broken, yet.
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 11:36 PM UTC
You always look past me,
I'm dancing right here,
Why can't you see me?
You never look at me!
Always, I'm dreaming of you.
Look just a little beyond your
Past. She's gone. You will see
Me standing here. Waiting for your smile.
I'm dreaming dreams of you and me,
Dancing, under a palm tree, on a moonlit night
Right before the dawn's bright light,
Here, holding me in your strong arms tonight.
Why can't you turn your head a little?
Can't you say hello to me?
You are always looking beyond me. Who do you
See instead of
Me?
© 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC
she is so lonely
sitting over there
in the corner by
herself
her so called friends
are more worried about
themselves
than about their friend
who’s hurting herself
and hiding from them
she’s dropping hints
but no one picks up
they simply don’t care
she’s been hurting for so long
that she’s numb inside
she doesn’t feel pain anymore
she’s used to it and used to
being ignored and left out
the only time that she feels
anything is when her eyes
lets out floods of tears
(s.m)
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 4:21 PM UTC
See, when i was in second grade i thought i was going to be the typical cheerleader football player couple
But the truth was, i didn't know anything about football and i was as flexible as a chopstick
As i got older elementary school i thought i was going to be popular and date the hottest guy in my grade
As of now all the "hot guys" think they are cooler than everyone or they are not even that attractive as everyone says they are, looks and personality
It's weird as you get older, you change on what you like in a guy
i thought "hey hot football player, i'm in"
and now its all like " i'll go for the adorkable guy in band"
As you go on you realize you can't control who you like
who you get the butterflies for
it could be someone you never expect
sometimes it happens and you don't know why
and thats how i feel about you
the whole "i feel something and i don't know why"
yes i don't even know you
yes we only had one period together last year and we never talked
yes i purposely wore those shirts so maybe you would spark up a conversation with me but you probably thought i was some weird girl who wore the same shirts every week
yes i go and talk to my friends that are talking to you because i just want to hear vibrant words come out of your mouth
yes i might laugh really hard at your jokes because 1) i laugh at almost anything 2) they are really funny and 3)you're saying them
yes i draw attention to my self so that i know I'm visible in your eyes but i know i will never be because i feel like you are way too cool for me
as of right now i will try to talk to you
i will try to become one of your best friends
i will try to be as intelligent, funny, kind and sweet as you
but i know i will never be on the same level of perfection as you are on
you may never know this but i have read too many fictional love stories in my life time that it has affected the way i think love and relationships should be
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 9:55 PM UTC
he’s telling me about the girl at school
he can’t get out of his head,
and how he feels like
it’s always this chain of
"i don’t want all these people that want me,"
(i winced)
“and the one person i want doesn’t want me
in the same way.”
(i inhaled sharply)
i told him he’s overthinking it,
and when he asked, “how do you not?”
(i forgot to breathe)
my eyes got watery, but i blinked quickly
before they could settle
(i exhaled)
and replied,
“i'll let you know.”
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 9:34 PM UTC