avery-greensmith - Hello Poetry

stop comparing me to the sun, i like the stars better, stop texting me at 3 am, i'm actually trying to get sleep now. stop quoting that ****** song i've already thrown away that CD. stop trying to break your way in through the cracks in my skin and stop trying to push me back into the ocean, it's the winter, and you know i don't want to swim. please stop talking to my friends because they want to hear from you even less. you came into our lives and broke a few hearts and smashed a few bowls. i don't need to back to stop my breathing, because everytime you start to talk i start to shake, and shaking leads to screaming at 4 am when you've stopped texting already. anyways, you can't see the sun at 3 am, only the stars, so why are you trying to get a sun tan then?

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Dec 26, 2014

Dec 26, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC

a reminder for the idiot that keeps crawling back

stop comparing me to the sun, i like the stars better, stop texting me at 3 am, i'm actually trying to get sleep now. stop quoting that ****** song i've already thrown away that CD. stop trying to break your way in through the cracks in my skin and stop trying to push me back into the ocean, it's the winter, and you know i don't want to swim. please stop talking to my friends because they want to hear from you even less. you came into our lives and broke a few hearts and smashed a few bowls. i don't need to back to stop my breathing, because everytime you start to talk i start to shake, and shaking leads to screaming at 4 am when you've stopped texting already. anyways, you can't see the sun at 3 am, only the stars, so why are you trying to get a sun tan then?

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the world is in revolution, kids are dying on the streets and there is screaming at all hours of the day. your oppressive ways have got to go because the world has finally took off the 'cool and collected' mask that stated everything bad happened "in the olden days". each new thing is like another ****** plate broken after a breakup. everything's adding fuel to the fire and soon the whole world be up in flames, and it's a real revolution. when i was younger they told me all those things were cured. they told me that war didn't really happen anymore, and that people just didn't die for nothing, and they told me that racism was a thing of the past, it didn't leak into everyday life anymore. so I believed that they were all gone, but it's time to open your god **** eyes and realize that there's a reason the world is burning up. recently i watched this movie ((you all know what is, its named after a singing bird)) and this girl said "what if real life was like this" but as I sat there I realized that there was almost nothing different. ((except that was fiction, and this is real life)) please wake up and smell the burning before it's too late, and you're caught up in the flames. this world is in revolution, and no one's going down without a fight.

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Dec 10, 2014

Dec 10, 2014 at 4:27 PM UTC

THE WORLD'S BURNING

the world is in revolution, kids are dying on the streets and there is screaming at all hours of the day. your oppressive ways have got to go because the world has finally took off the 'cool and collected' mask that stated everything bad happened "in the olden days". each new thing is like another ****** plate broken after a breakup. everything's adding fuel to the fire and soon the whole world be up in flames, and it's a real revolution. when i was younger they told me all those things were cured. they told me that war didn't really happen anymore, and that people just didn't die for nothing, and they told me that racism was a thing of the past, it didn't leak into everyday life anymore. so I believed that they were all gone, but it's time to open your god **** eyes and realize that there's a reason the world is burning up. recently i watched this movie ((you all know what is, its named after a singing bird)) and this girl said "what if real life was like this" but as I sat there I realized that there was almost nothing different. ((except that was fiction, and this is real life)) please wake up and smell the burning before it's too late, and you're caught up in the flames. this world is in revolution, and no one's going down without a fight.

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Yes #AllLivesMatter but I'm told my life matters everyday in the essence of white privelge. We don't need to be told that our lives matter, because we're already told that. you can't even grasp that can you?? so when your life is being torn apart and people that look like us are being killed in the streets, then you can get bad that the movement to stop oppression doesn't include you, but right now it doesn't, and I doubt it ever will BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT ******* OPPRESSED

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Dec 3, 2014

Dec 3, 2014 at 10:37 PM UTC

Untitled

Yes #AllLivesMatter but I'm told my life matters everyday in the essence of white privelge. We don't need to be told that our lives matter, because we're already told that. you can't even grasp that can you?? so when your life is being torn apart and people that look like us are being killed in the streets, then you can get bad that the movement to stop oppression doesn't include you, but right now it doesn't, and I doubt it ever will BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT ******* OPPRESSED

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your thoughts don't even fill the universe when you think about it. they float about looking for someone to cure their loneliness while they try to be heard. but what if no one hears them? what if they float out there forever reaching empty heads and empty hearts and exploding into stars. what if those unspoken words are those stars you look at every night, and what if they're slowly killing you like you're slowly killing me. Your unspoken thoughts are stars that explode and travel in the universe, but your spoken words fly through the earth threatening everyone. They fill the sky and turn it blue, making everyone gasp in awe. It's important to have your thoughts heard but sometimes it's nice to see the stars from so far away, and it's so hard to choose.

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Dec 3, 2014

Dec 3, 2014 at 8:57 PM UTC

would you rather have the stars or the blue sky?

your thoughts don't even fill the universe when you think about it. they float about looking for someone to cure their loneliness while they try to be heard. but what if no one hears them? what if they float out there forever reaching empty heads and empty hearts and exploding into stars. what if those unspoken words are those stars you look at every night, and what if they're slowly killing you like you're slowly killing me. Your unspoken thoughts are stars that explode and travel in the universe, but your spoken words fly through the earth threatening everyone. They fill the sky and turn it blue, making everyone gasp in awe. It's important to have your thoughts heard but sometimes it's nice to see the stars from so far away, and it's so hard to choose.

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you wear a band aid over a paper cut, and then laugh when you hear that this country was built on blood. and now the blood is overflowing onto the streets, but the people have had enough. while they're out there trying to stop their kids from drowning in blood, you're in here laughing, and spewing some philosophical **** about how violence isn't the answer. but please come talk to me when our children are dying in the streets (but they won't. me and you both know that so just accept that this is wrong and that the world is like an immune system. it gets rid of the things that make it sick.) you and your oppressive arguments make me sick so go look outside, go look at the people drowning in blood and tell me why you need that band aid for your paper cut.

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Nov 26, 2014

Nov 26, 2014 at 6:00 PM UTC

you have a band aid for a paper cut but i'd rather just shut you up

you wear a band aid over a paper cut, and then laugh when you hear that this country was built on blood. and now the blood is overflowing onto the streets, but the people have had enough. while they're out there trying to stop their kids from drowning in blood, you're in here laughing, and spewing some philosophical **** about how violence isn't the answer. but please come talk to me when our children are dying in the streets (but they won't. me and you both know that so just accept that this is wrong and that the world is like an immune system. it gets rid of the things that make it sick.) you and your oppressive arguments make me sick so go look outside, go look at the people drowning in blood and tell me why you need that band aid for your paper cut.

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You used to talk about how much you needed coffee to keep you awake in English class. so you could pay attention (but you were always texting me in English class so it didn't do you that much good. i think you just liked the way the teacher glared at you when you drank it in class.) one time they told me you ran away, but you left your computer at home, so i knew you'd come back. ((you were stuck in the forest for 36 hours and for 36 hours i could barely breathe.) you acted like you were saving me, but i don't even need saving i just need you to **** off. one time you drank ***** just so you could taste it, and you hated it. but now you're back and you're pretending, you're pretending that you actually buy your coffee (instead of grab it at starbucks when the barista isn't looking). you're pretending that you've never been in the woods and when someone offers you ***** you gulp it right away. it doesn't matter that you're pretending because you're still trying to be above everyone and im so ******* done with you.

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 12:09 AM UTC

stop ******* pretending and get a better life

You used to talk about how much you needed coffee to keep you awake in English class. so you could pay attention (but you were always texting me in English class so it didn't do you that much good. i think you just liked the way the teacher glared at you when you drank it in class.) one time they told me you ran away, but you left your computer at home, so i knew you'd come back. ((you were stuck in the forest for 36 hours and for 36 hours i could barely breathe.) you acted like you were saving me, but i don't even need saving i just need you to **** off. one time you drank ***** just so you could taste it, and you hated it. but now you're back and you're pretending, you're pretending that you actually buy your coffee (instead of grab it at starbucks when the barista isn't looking). you're pretending that you've never been in the woods and when someone offers you ***** you gulp it right away. it doesn't matter that you're pretending because you're still trying to be above everyone and im so ******* done with you.

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I. you don't even know who you are yet, but you still have to stand on top of buildings and scream what you stand for. people won't hear your values unless you write it on their skin and tattoo it into their minds, so that’s what you’ll do. II. you aren't vain or stupid for idolizing singers with blonde hair and blue eyes, because they look like you, and yet they’re strong and beautiful. it’s okay when you connect to their music then you connect to your favorite boy band. they’ll teach you how your resident ******* means nothing compared to you. they’ll teach you how to winged eyeliner, and how to put your hair in a messy bun. they’ll teach you a new love for songwriting and you’ll probably want to start playing guitar, but the biggest thing is that you relate to them and they give you confidence. III. wear your ******* choker and straighten your hair (or leave it wavy if you’d rather). wear your dark eyeliner and cover your eyelashes with mascara. if you want to wear blue knee high socks, please do. keep your hipster shoes untied if you want. ignore the ******* who thinks you look nice but not in the right way, and go buy that dark lipstick you've been wanting for weeks. IV. don’t trust the people that tell you Taylor Swift has too many boyfriends, and that Beyonce dances too ****** they are the people that will criticize you for wearing a crop top and ripped jeans. they’ll pull you out of math class to change out of your short shorts, and you’ll be forced to watch as the boys you were ‘distracting’ succeed in class while you’re crying in the middle of the night trying to catch up. V. take more pictures of the scenery. those pink clouds you thought were pretty deserve to be photographed, so do it. they won’t always be around and you have to follow your instincts sometimes. stop taking so many pictures at concerts. they don’t really mean anything to you, and it’s more important to listen to the music that helps you breathe. cry when they sing your favorite song, and feel your dreams expanding as you watch. VI. please take care of yourself. when you need help, ask for help, or everything will spiral out of control too quickly. get enough sleep and stick up for yourself when you’re being pushed down. stop caring what other people think, because you’re really the only one that matters. when you’re sad go do what makes you happy, because even if it doesn't make you grin from ear to ear it will help. always remember to love yourself before you let someone else love you.

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Nov 16, 2014

Nov 16, 2014 at 11:03 PM UTC

a note to the highschool girl with blonde hair:

I. you don't even know who you are yet, but you still have to stand on top of buildings and scream what you stand for. people won't hear your values unless you write it on their skin and tattoo it into their minds, so that’s what you’ll do. II. you aren't vain or stupid for idolizing singers with blonde hair and blue eyes, because they look like you, and yet they’re strong and beautiful. it’s okay when you connect to their music then you connect to your favorite boy band. they’ll teach you how your resident ******* means nothing compared to you. they’ll teach you how to winged eyeliner, and how to put your hair in a messy bun. they’ll teach you a new love for songwriting and you’ll probably want to start playing guitar, but the biggest thing is that you relate to them and they give you confidence. III. wear your ******* choker and straighten your hair (or leave it wavy if you’d rather). wear your dark eyeliner and cover your eyelashes with mascara. if you want to wear blue knee high socks, please do. keep your hipster shoes untied if you want. ignore the ******* who thinks you look nice but not in the right way, and go buy that dark lipstick you've been wanting for weeks. IV. don’t trust the people that tell you Taylor Swift has too many boyfriends, and that Beyonce dances too ****** they are the people that will criticize you for wearing a crop top and ripped jeans. they’ll pull you out of math class to change out of your short shorts, and you’ll be forced to watch as the boys you were ‘distracting’ succeed in class while you’re crying in the middle of the night trying to catch up. V. take more pictures of the scenery. those pink clouds you thought were pretty deserve to be photographed, so do it. they won’t always be around and you have to follow your instincts sometimes. stop taking so many pictures at concerts. they don’t really mean anything to you, and it’s more important to listen to the music that helps you breathe. cry when they sing your favorite song, and feel your dreams expanding as you watch. VI. please take care of yourself. when you need help, ask for help, or everything will spiral out of control too quickly. get enough sleep and stick up for yourself when you’re being pushed down. stop caring what other people think, because you’re really the only one that matters. when you’re sad go do what makes you happy, because even if it doesn't make you grin from ear to ear it will help. always remember to love yourself before you let someone else love you.

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the universe is spilling its secrets, but you're not here to see it. i guess you rubbed off on everyone because i keep seeing you everywhere. there's a new song by your favorite band, and you aren't here to listen to it. but i don't understand how it's not about you, every single lyric bleeds you just like every single cloud in the sky bleeds you. so maybe the universe is spilling all it's secrets but i don't want to know any of them unless it tells me where you are.

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Nov 11, 2014

Nov 11, 2014 at 6:25 PM UTC

the universe has secrets (i didn't say anything about the clouds)

the universe is spilling its secrets, but you're not here to see it. i guess you rubbed off on everyone because i keep seeing you everywhere. there's a new song by your favorite band, and you aren't here to listen to it. but i don't understand how it's not about you, every single lyric bleeds you just like every single cloud in the sky bleeds you. so maybe the universe is spilling all it's secrets but i don't want to know any of them unless it tells me where you are.

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stop. put that ******* alcohol down i just want to look into your eyes without seeing the ghost of your past trying to drown itself, because this isn't an ocean, and i'm not an angel. i don't understand why the sky is still lit up, it's 12 o'clock and the sun should be asleep but you're crying and i'm shaking and we're a mess on the floor. you're not really broken you're just pretending. you don't even know how to breathe without an official diagnosis, but you're not broken and you have to stop hiding. you know i love you, but you're hiding and you know how much i hate it when we play hide and seek. now it's 1am, and the sun's about to come out (who knows why). the dog next door is barking, he must have heard your echoing sobs and felt the emotion radiating from our house. but i can't stay awake for another second so you have to let go, and you have to help yourself because i can't even handle putting the coffee on in the morning. maybe in the morning you'll be stronger, and maybe you won't but either way we can still do this, i still want to hold you.

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Nov 3, 2014

Nov 3, 2014 at 8:43 PM UTC

you're a ******* addict but you're addicted to me

stop. put that ******* alcohol down i just want to look into your eyes without seeing the ghost of your past trying to drown itself, because this isn't an ocean, and i'm not an angel. i don't understand why the sky is still lit up, it's 12 o'clock and the sun should be asleep but you're crying and i'm shaking and we're a mess on the floor. you're not really broken you're just pretending. you don't even know how to breathe without an official diagnosis, but you're not broken and you have to stop hiding. you know i love you, but you're hiding and you know how much i hate it when we play hide and seek. now it's 1am, and the sun's about to come out (who knows why). the dog next door is barking, he must have heard your echoing sobs and felt the emotion radiating from our house. but i can't stay awake for another second so you have to let go, and you have to help yourself because i can't even handle putting the coffee on in the morning. maybe in the morning you'll be stronger, and maybe you won't but either way we can still do this, i still want to hold you.

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it's 3am, and you're sitting over there, with bruises covering your body and you came to me for help, and there's nothing i can do for you but hold you, and you don't want me to because my hands are shaking and i can't seem to reach them up to your face, i can only feel the blood pounding in my ears, and see the way your eyes light up when you're looking into them, screaming and crying for me to help you but i don't know how to and no one's around and your hands are letting go and your breathing is getting shallower as your tears are getting deeper.

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Oct 18, 2014

Oct 18, 2014 at 3:10 AM UTC

tell me how to save a life at 3am

it's 3am, and you're sitting over there, with bruises covering your body and you came to me for help, and there's nothing i can do for you but hold you, and you don't want me to because my hands are shaking and i can't seem to reach them up to your face, i can only feel the blood pounding in my ears, and see the way your eyes light up when you're looking into them, screaming and crying for me to help you but i don't know how to and no one's around and your hands are letting go and your breathing is getting shallower as your tears are getting deeper.

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