oh you must be emo
i mean the way your music screams and screeches
oh you must be a preppy little *****
i mean the way you one direction blares
oh you must be old too
i mean the way you prehistoric music plays
oh you must be a jesus freak
i mean the way your gospel music is sung
well does music really define you
i mean i knew a person
she was happy
she was a tomboy
she was young
you knew her to be a christian yes
but her music was a variety
you'd think her crazy
you'd call her music taste bi polar
oh well you must hate all gay people
i mean you go to church on sundays
oh well you know t'v is in color right
i mean the stuff you watch doesn't even have sound or words
oh well you must be happy never thought about depression huh
i mean your hair is blonde clothes are pink and you're head cheerleader
oh well you must only own long sleeves and take anti depressants
i mean you are always so quiet and never stand up for your self
but that girl who goes to church
she doesn't feel accepted at church because shes gay
but that girl who watches black and white t.v.
it was her moms favorite movie
but that pretty blonde cheerleader
her dads a drunk and beats her and her mom
but that girl painted black
shes really nice once you get to know her
if only you knew her secret
if only you knew her mother
if only you lifted up her skirt and looked at her thighs
if only you got to know her
never let a persons music or look describe them
why don't you go try to talk to them
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
All that I've been through I can say I made it
I've been put down
I've been helped up
Look where I am now
Friends who care
Family who loves me
there was a time
A time that was dark
depression took over
if i thought to myself to much
id be sad id sit there and stare
and if you asked me what was wrong
You know what i would say
I was tired
Tired of all the ********
that the fake friends
and the teasing the bullying
yet it made me stronger than ever
all that i've been through i can say i made it
through the ******* ******** to the other side safely
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:43 AM UTC
I can't write the words to this poem
yet when i get a word they just keep on flowin'
tryin' to listen to the sounds of nature while the wind is blowin'
you look up to one person thinking they are all knowing
yet when you write a rhyme so good the crowd starts woeing
large with proudness you start glowing
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 9:52 PM UTC
my friends call me funny
my true friends call me ******** and stupid
intelligent
charismatic
unbiased
energetic
I will be everything but perfect and still working on accepting that
this poem is about me with words it is shown
please take a moment and put away your phones
this poems about i and i alone
compassionate
zany
persevering
idiosyncratic
narwhal loving kind of person
I will always be me and nothing more
i'm a lot of things like i've said just before
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 10:28 PM UTC
My head is a place filled with glitter and sparkles
unicorns roam there daily
heroes and wizards adventure on bravely
the unicorn narwhal party still raving
my mind starts caving in
as the teacher slams the work on my desk
ripping me from my thoughts
the unicorn narwhal party no longer raving
the villians may have actually started behaving
i should have paid more attention
so when i heard him meantion
my name
you think school is a game
he stated
i waited
it felt as if the world was upon
my shoulder
for i had no answer
i could not think
all eyes land upon me
my cheeks turn a rosy pink
if only i could sit back in my chair and sink
into nothing
for the greatest shame
is this horrid fame
he repeats my name
my knowledge starts to wane
i start to feel a sharp pain
in my head as i burst awake
for this all to be a dream
is just too mean
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 6:19 PM UTC
rainbows and peppermint tea
People wishing to express themselves freely
Only wishing to be accepted
But instead they only got rejected
So what if they love the same gender ' ' '
You hurt her now you have to mend her
So what if they can’t get married
But the hate will always be carried
Gay rights should be there
And everything would be fair
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 1:13 PM UTC
Society killed the teenager
It burned her it hurt her
Made her feel worthless
But is she
Is she I mean id love an answer because all anyone has ever said was
Why are you so weird whats wrong with your hair
Why are you always alone standing over there
Are you okay
Did you finally **** yourself today
But she thinks that if she can just start over
She can change herself completely
It never worked
She changed herself till she was nothing more than plastic
She was nothing more than what you would call an outsider
A ****** a dork a nerd a freak etc
But what she has underneath would burn someone just to know what she has gone through it would bring you to your knees crying
Give you the worse migrain head ache
Wishing you could take it all back
But yet not to be that simple
For all she wanted was to fit in
It wasn’t her plan to be an outcast
Are you happy
Huh are you happy now
For she never hurt a soul
Yet the only emotion she has ever felt
Was pain for she had no love she had noone to tell her
That she was loved
But not everyone gets that kind of help well I time atleast because when some like that happens to someone they never think to look behind the smile plastered on her plastic face just to think if we lived in a world that noone had to anything to fear that we had to change ourselves to fit in no one had to fear anything noone had to hide behind a curtain
To cover them up because they are afraid noone will like them
Society killed the teenager
It hurt her and burned her
At her funeral her parents were parents were morning finding out what she was going through while her “friends” and all her bullies are living their life and giggling not knowing that she was a girl looking and hoping to be accepted and you wouldn’t help her and you were just society banishing anyone yet to even look for acceptance
Was fitting in really that important would you rather be popular then help the girl in the corner with a blade to her neck did it really mean that much when you could have reached out and saved a life instead of letting her rott away in her thoughts and misery for if she had a friend she wouldn’t be in a casket in her dress dead cold never knowing she was ever loved because you obviously had nothing better to do for her life wasn’t as delicate and precious as another one word was all it took for her to realize she was better than that and that one word was hello that one word could have saved a life that day
For if her life was not important then how is yours
For if you are so special then you could have helped her
You were to worried about your hair makeup and boys to peel back the plastic cover and see the girl crying with the knife to her throat wishing she was perfect like you
Oh but no because you obviously have better things to do
Society killed the teenager
That is definatly true
But her life was so delicate
That even the simplest
I love you was faded out as sarcasm
and that she could never be loved because
all the hate made love feel like fairy tales
society killed the teenager because she denied all love
the only love she ever got she never knew it
and that is how society killed the teenager
so society next time you see the teenager
help her
because noone has ever done anything to deserve such torture
but that teenager forgave each and everyone ne
because she realized they were all to blind to notice
to notice that she was aching inside for love and compassion
to blind to find your way to help her
Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 3:12 PM UTC
As Santa came down,
The chimney with care.
Below was the fire,
With a steaming hot flare.
As Santa squirmed down,
And his bottom was burned.
He threw down the presents,
And simply turned.
His reindeer blew,
The fire out.
And that's when we heard him,
let out a shout.
He woke up the neighbors,
We saw him leave.
That's why there's no fire,
On Christmas Eve.
Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 6:11 PM UTC