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anabelle-rahardja
anabelle-rahardja
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." Dr. Seuss. My Life in Poems. :) Art, Fashion, and Interior Designs. Young. Teen. 14. Enjoy reading, through my life.
Everyday, tired, tired, tired Face all people whatever That's part of middle school of growing up Hahaha, How funny
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May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 10:58 PM UTC
Tired
Satisfaction is desire of one own's and proud of one own's actions It could be even appreciating the smallest gifts Just accept it okay Nowadays, satisfaction can be anything from science and technology from friends and teachers environment The most important thing is to be healthy If you're rich, but not healthy, there's no use to it
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May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
Satisfaction
Independent Woman I don't need a man We can do it Earn money by yourself
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May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 10:32 PM UTC
Independent Woman
Growing up, The journey started, Ever since middle school When I was 11 years old Immature and Self Conscious I was really chubby and my face were full of pimples/acne Worrying what other people thought of me I'm still confused what I want to be when I grew up An art teacher, a fashion designer, interior designer I don't really know, honestly. Confused. I became more of a tomboy, less of a girly It was really devastating and tough at that time. It ****** and stinked. I had to take responsibility, independence, and Taking care of myself, loving myself no matter what circumstances Until high school When I was 16 years old I got freedom I could where whatever I wanted But, it had to be appropriate for school I wore short skirts I became more girly, less a tomboy. I grew out of it, I grew up. I was happy, confident and responsible I experienced great things, more than I could've ever imagined. People come and go, but memories stay forever I loved it It still is until now I can't believe it I think that I want to be a poet When I grow up. Suddenly, I had the urge and the courage to write poetry. Which I have to deal with That was the end. Then, I could have my life back Finally, I moved on from being a girl to an independent woman.
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May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 10:14 PM UTC
Growing Up
You're not those stereotypes That you get teased and called every single day Every single second Every single hour Every single minute Every single days Every single month You're beautiful Just the way you are Regardless of those stereotypes Hipster, Nerd, Fat, Skinny, Geek, **** etc... The list goes on and on and on ..... I'm done with you I'm gonna move on Who do you think I really am? Yeah....
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May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 1:40 AM UTC
Hey, Beautiful
Beneath You're BEAUTIFUL There's a soul and a song that say this into your heart you should listen to it over and over again Never give up Keep listening to it over and over again Until you get the hang of it Until it becomes your habit It's up to you to show it.
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 10:05 PM UTC
Beneath You're BEAUTIFUL
Wallflower, nature, beautiful A Southern European plant of the cabbage family, with fragrant yellow orange-red, dark red, or brown flowers, cultivated for its early spring blooming. Wallflower, a gift of nature Presence of it makes it really amazing Everlasting, Delightful, Outstanding Peace, making the environment calmer Wallflower, shy, awkward Imagine you're at a dance party Whole lot of other people dancing on the dance floor You are at the corner of the room, excluded How would you feel Angry, agitated, enraged , out of control I would also feel that So, don't be a wallflower!
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 10:01 PM UTC
Wallflower
Poetry, poetry, poetry literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings I don't care what other people say about me They're not who I am But I don't want to be in their little business I say what I feel through writing poetry Because Poetry is My Thing I love to write poetry I want to be a poet Maybe that's my dream I also want to be an interior designer But I don't really know I'll have to find out about it My dad used to said that I was good with colors I will keep writing poetry The treasure of me In my middle school years
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 9:52 PM UTC
Poetry Is My Thing
Maybe, I don't know but I just hope the best for my future At school, I may be an ordinary teenage girl Bad tempered, bad attitude, bad emotion Bad tempered becomes my habit Bad attitude exists within me Bad emotions identifies me Right now is very disturbing But in the next few years, all that may have changed But sometimes, I chuckle and laugh Because there's this other side of me That's really beautiful and happy It's not at school, where I'm surrounded with ordinary teenagers It's at home, in the mall, everywhere else I go I'll survive whatever circumstances I have to face right now
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 9:19 PM UTC
The Other Half of Me
Beauty is not seen within the outside It's from the inside Deep within the soul Most teenagers tend to see the beauty within the outside, the appearance How they look like Not the inside That's why most teenagers don't really have great friends Who care for them and really loves them just the way they are Without any excuses, or anything Real friends are the ones that accept you for whatever you are Fake friends does the opposite How hurt my heart is right now No, no I gotta be strong I gotta put my hands up I just have to ignore everything around me And believe in myself, that whatever I am I am beautiful, healthy, and happy Right here right now.
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May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 9:14 PM UTC
Beauty