gesia-nava - Hello Poetry

Your name It does nothing But leave a bad taste in my mouth

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Mar 6, 2018

Mar 6, 2018 at 3:18 PM UTC

***** You

Your name It does nothing But leave a bad taste in my mouth

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I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you But I don't.

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Mar 4, 2018

Mar 4, 2018 at 9:10 PM UTC

Broken

I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you But I don't.

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She was the brave one. She was the strong one. She was never the one to break down. She was never the one to have a problem. She never had the choice. She grew up in a world, Where that wasn't acceptable. A world where nobody would lister to her. Where nobody cared what she truly thought. She kept her mouth shut. She kept her thoughts to herself. She was pretty. She was popular. She was outgoing. She was everything society wanted her to be. And being herself just wasn't what they were looking for.

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Feb 13, 2015

Feb 13, 2015 at 10:47 PM UTC

She Was...

She was the brave one. She was the strong one. She was never the one to break down. She was never the one to have a problem. She never had the choice. She grew up in a world, Where that wasn't acceptable. A world where nobody would lister to her. Where nobody cared what she truly thought. She kept her mouth shut. She kept her thoughts to herself. She was pretty. She was popular. She was outgoing. She was everything society wanted her to be. And being herself just wasn't what they were looking for.

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Can I ask you a question? Are you sure that you’re ok? Are you sure you’re not fighting a battle, that goes on day by day? Your answer always seems to be the same, “I’m telling you, I’m fine” Always followed by the same sentence, “Can you not see that my life is full of sunshine?” I try to believe you, I swear I do But deep down under, I can’t help but question if it’s really true. I see you in the the hallways, always laughing with your friends Do they even seem to realize, That you are one step closer to causing your own end? I can’t help but worry, I can’t help but think If all the **** that you deal with, Makes you feel like life stinks. Everyone calls you a hero, Everyone calls you their idol Do they ever stop and think, That you might be suicidal? No. Of course they don’t, Because you always put on a show You tell yourself that you’ll do what it takes, to ensure that they’ll never know. You know that you can’t hide forever, But that doesn’t stop you from trying. You never had the choice to not be the strong one, But that doesn’t keep you from crying. It’s okay my child, All will be good. You say that you don’t believe me, But I knew you never would. You walk around, Always showing your happy face You try so hard not to show your flaws, The ones you desperately try to erase For years now, It’s always been the same Trying to keep your chin up, Not trying to show the shame I tell you that it’s okay to let go, You tell yourself it’s not You say that this is what you deserve, That this on yourself you’ve brought I tell you once, I tell you twice, That this is not the way it is You look the other way and whisper under your breath, “This is my problem. Not yours nor his.” I tried to be there for you, Giving you a shoulder on which to cry But you always turned the other way, Always asking why, why, why? The simplest of questions, That you are still to answer honest Has the power to make you feel uneasy, It makes you feel the smallest I will try not once, not twice, But as many times as it takes To get you to reveal yourself, To get you to ease on the brakes So once again, I’ll try to say Are you sure you’re alright? Are you sure you’re okay?

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Feb 10, 2015

Feb 10, 2015 at 11:01 AM UTC

Are You Ok?

Can I ask you a question? Are you sure that you’re ok? Are you sure you’re not fighting a battle, that goes on day by day? Your answer always seems to be the same, “I’m telling you, I’m fine” Always followed by the same sentence, “Can you not see that my life is full of sunshine?” I try to believe you, I swear I do But deep down under, I can’t help but question if it’s really true. I see you in the the hallways, always laughing with your friends Do they even seem to realize, That you are one step closer to causing your own end? I can’t help but worry, I can’t help but think If all the **** that you deal with, Makes you feel like life stinks. Everyone calls you a hero, Everyone calls you their idol Do they ever stop and think, That you might be suicidal? No. Of course they don’t, Because you always put on a show You tell yourself that you’ll do what it takes, to ensure that they’ll never know. You know that you can’t hide forever, But that doesn’t stop you from trying. You never had the choice to not be the strong one, But that doesn’t keep you from crying. It’s okay my child, All will be good. You say that you don’t believe me, But I knew you never would. You walk around, Always showing your happy face You try so hard not to show your flaws, The ones you desperately try to erase For years now, It’s always been the same Trying to keep your chin up, Not trying to show the shame I tell you that it’s okay to let go, You tell yourself it’s not You say that this is what you deserve, That this on yourself you’ve brought I tell you once, I tell you twice, That this is not the way it is You look the other way and whisper under your breath, “This is my problem. Not yours nor his.” I tried to be there for you, Giving you a shoulder on which to cry But you always turned the other way, Always asking why, why, why? The simplest of questions, That you are still to answer honest Has the power to make you feel uneasy, It makes you feel the smallest I will try not once, not twice, But as many times as it takes To get you to reveal yourself, To get you to ease on the brakes So once again, I’ll try to say Are you sure you’re alright? Are you sure you’re okay?

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