anonymousvm - Hello Poetry

Here's the thing, I remember when I thought no one would ever. Love me. How could they? I was afraid of being loved. I felt unworthy because I "wasn't that great". I felt like there was something wrong with people if they wanted me. Did they have a past? Were they crazy? Up to no good? How could they want me? It wasn't until I met this guy. He was different. He saw me for being the goofy girl I seemed to be. He allowed me to leave those thoughts and find joy in being liked. Weeks turned into months and then years. Now we are hunting for our first apartment! I- the one who was "undesirable" have found a good one. And he's cute! I can't believe it. Maybe it is true. That you must suffer in order to understand and appreciate the pleasures in life. And here's the thing... I am loved.

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Jun 8, 2017

Jun 8, 2017 at 12:15 AM UTC

A funny thing happened to me

Here's the thing, I remember when I thought no one would ever. Love me. How could they? I was afraid of being loved. I felt unworthy because I "wasn't that great". I felt like there was something wrong with people if they wanted me. Did they have a past? Were they crazy? Up to no good? How could they want me? It wasn't until I met this guy. He was different. He saw me for being the goofy girl I seemed to be. He allowed me to leave those thoughts and find joy in being liked. Weeks turned into months and then years. Now we are hunting for our first apartment! I- the one who was "undesirable" have found a good one. And he's cute! I can't believe it. Maybe it is true. That you must suffer in order to understand and appreciate the pleasures in life. And here's the thing... I am loved.

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It's been 5 years since you turned the page But the pain doesn't fade away I remember when you laid still in bed Looking out the window Eyeing the sun As it began to fade When you wouldn't eat Because your tummy ached When you held yourself When no one else would You looked ok How could anyone know That you cried each night And felt so alone No one thought you were hurting You looked so strong I'm glad you're still here I know it's been hard throughout the years One day I swear you'll forget the pain You'll have so much to share You'll get there oneday

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Jun 7, 2017

Jun 7, 2017 at 11:54 PM UTC

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It's been 5 years since you turned the page But the pain doesn't fade away I remember when you laid still in bed Looking out the window Eyeing the sun As it began to fade When you wouldn't eat Because your tummy ached When you held yourself When no one else would You looked ok How could anyone know That you cried each night And felt so alone No one thought you were hurting You looked so strong I'm glad you're still here I know it's been hard throughout the years One day I swear you'll forget the pain You'll have so much to share You'll get there oneday

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It’s like wanting a home Somewhere to call my own But knowing it won’t happen The bridges are burned It’s feeling lucky To have shelter But knowing it’s not Gonna last forever It’s feeling uneased When counting the months Thinking I am too lucky When will my luck turn It’s seeing your goals They are so near God let me reach them Before they are gone It’s being compassionate Wanting to help others Knowing how desperation Can be so unkind It’s feeling alone Yet forcing a smile Because sadness is constant Learning to mask it

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Feb 5, 2017

Feb 5, 2017 at 5:14 PM UTC

What it’s like

It’s like wanting a home Somewhere to call my own But knowing it won’t happen The bridges are burned It’s feeling lucky To have shelter But knowing it’s not Gonna last forever It’s feeling uneased When counting the months Thinking I am too lucky When will my luck turn It’s seeing your goals They are so near God let me reach them Before they are gone It’s being compassionate Wanting to help others Knowing how desperation Can be so unkind It’s feeling alone Yet forcing a smile Because sadness is constant Learning to mask it

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I envy them Because I’m on the outside I look in at them Happy and united I eat alone For the most part I looked for safety To leave that place It wasn’t a choice Now I’m alone Looking in at them I miss belonging Being part of a family I never get invited To Christmas or Thanksgiving Or any gatherings I miss it I see them happy They never call or even text me I tried for years No one would reply me Then one day I stopped Choosing my sanity It wasn’t my fault To be bullied Or the way they struck me I've come a long way The feeling in my chest has left I use to squeeze it To make the feeling disappear But I stand alone Much better than I did 3 years ago I can smile and feel more whole Time slowly heals The scars slowly go

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Oct 31, 2016

Oct 31, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC

Healing

I envy them Because I’m on the outside I look in at them Happy and united I eat alone For the most part I looked for safety To leave that place It wasn’t a choice Now I’m alone Looking in at them I miss belonging Being part of a family I never get invited To Christmas or Thanksgiving Or any gatherings I miss it I see them happy They never call or even text me I tried for years No one would reply me Then one day I stopped Choosing my sanity It wasn’t my fault To be bullied Or the way they struck me I've come a long way The feeling in my chest has left I use to squeeze it To make the feeling disappear But I stand alone Much better than I did 3 years ago I can smile and feel more whole Time slowly heals The scars slowly go

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Here I am A nurse to be Doing this for myself But for the man who created me He molded me from his long work days To playing soccer after the sun would set He showed me what it meant To work for my dreams From rising above racist targeting My dad had an accent This didn't make him less Than you and me His mind is strong and full of qualities That racism can't see Because it blinds those who believe I am a product of a man With an accent different from you and me But I am stronger From the battles he faught To give me my dream

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Sep 14, 2016

Sep 14, 2016 at 9:38 PM UTC

Si Se Puede

Here I am A nurse to be Doing this for myself But for the man who created me He molded me from his long work days To playing soccer after the sun would set He showed me what it meant To work for my dreams From rising above racist targeting My dad had an accent This didn't make him less Than you and me His mind is strong and full of qualities That racism can't see Because it blinds those who believe I am a product of a man With an accent different from you and me But I am stronger From the battles he faught To give me my dream

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There's this feeling... Inside my chest Happiness and joy It fills the void I like it Pounding beneath my hand So loud and bold Don't ever go Whenever I see his face It comes alive Everyone please, I'm in love! It's him. He's the one Inside my chest I found my feeling The person I love

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Jul 27, 2016

Jul 27, 2016 at 11:28 PM UTC

It's him

There's this feeling... Inside my chest Happiness and joy It fills the void I like it Pounding beneath my hand So loud and bold Don't ever go Whenever I see his face It comes alive Everyone please, I'm in love! It's him. He's the one Inside my chest I found my feeling The person I love

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Everything seemed to be going so well for me I was finding myself looking forward to the things ahead of me Until it all began again Me worrying about the things that were out of my control Feeling lost and alone Because the door had closed I wondered how I'd make it down this road Because the last one left me so broke And here I am Looking down at my empty hands Yearning for freedom Yet holding my own

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Nov 10, 2015

Nov 10, 2015 at 4:28 PM UTC

Up & Down

Everything seemed to be going so well for me I was finding myself looking forward to the things ahead of me Until it all began again Me worrying about the things that were out of my control Feeling lost and alone Because the door had closed I wondered how I'd make it down this road Because the last one left me so broke And here I am Looking down at my empty hands Yearning for freedom Yet holding my own

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Dancing with friends Yet feeling so alone Because I tried to look pretty For him tonight Another fail I'm not his type He never cared Dating is not the same All he wanted was *** and drinks Just a few dates And that was it What ever happened to innocent dating? Time is lost with lousy guys Losing patience every time Tired of the same old thing Lets go back to movies as dates Holding hands and a warm embrace Being free to make mistakes That's what I liked To date for fun And go out as one Brunch and all Singing to the radio We're still young Let's make dating Fun

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Aug 20, 2015

Aug 20, 2015 at 1:22 AM UTC

Dating

Dancing with friends Yet feeling so alone Because I tried to look pretty For him tonight Another fail I'm not his type He never cared Dating is not the same All he wanted was *** and drinks Just a few dates And that was it What ever happened to innocent dating? Time is lost with lousy guys Losing patience every time Tired of the same old thing Lets go back to movies as dates Holding hands and a warm embrace Being free to make mistakes That's what I liked To date for fun And go out as one Brunch and all Singing to the radio We're still young Let's make dating Fun

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It use to be what Would haunt me In my dreams Make me cry Waking up with blood shot eyes I let my past creep in my mind Let it torment me Every night I counted the days It would go away Until that day I would pray To see the day When I could not wait Now I'm here On with life Looking pass That past of mine

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Jul 15, 2015

Jul 15, 2015 at 12:17 AM UTC

Time

It use to be what Would haunt me In my dreams Make me cry Waking up with blood shot eyes I let my past creep in my mind Let it torment me Every night I counted the days It would go away Until that day I would pray To see the day When I could not wait Now I'm here On with life Looking pass That past of mine

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It's just a dream Where the demons sing All through the night To wake me from my sleep I wander through the night Figuring out where the noises ring Half asleep and just as scared As I wonder what lead me to these Broken stairs I begin to fear The noises around me growing faint It's just me Trying to make it up these stairs The American Dream With its broken steps How will I make it to the top With the noises surrounding my Every thought As I climb They begin to scream Avoiding holes but hitting cracks No one to hold Because every individual Is on their own.

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Jun 20, 2015

Jun 20, 2015 at 4:09 PM UTC

To the top

It's just a dream Where the demons sing All through the night To wake me from my sleep I wander through the night Figuring out where the noises ring Half asleep and just as scared As I wonder what lead me to these Broken stairs I begin to fear The noises around me growing faint It's just me Trying to make it up these stairs The American Dream With its broken steps How will I make it to the top With the noises surrounding my Every thought As I climb They begin to scream Avoiding holes but hitting cracks No one to hold Because every individual Is on their own.

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