kayla-jenkins - Hello Poetry

I know how it feels to have my heart broken every time there’s a knock on the door And it’s for me When you crawl into bed to sleep next to me When you have already slept in her I know how it feels to say goodbye knowing you’ll be right back Upon my own request To have you chase me endlessly Wrapped around my little finger I know how it feels to fall in love with every minute with you To fall in love with the way the sparkle in your eye fades When you find yourself in a situation you don’t like And never once was it my own fault I know how it feels to hear the little earthquakes when I walk Step by step another village of my confidence destroyed Living by the standards that you have set for me In my own mind. I know how it feels to watch you want to step off the ledge And never once did I try to convince you to come back Because you are strong enough to save yourself And you know that’s what I’m trying to teach you To never rely on someone else The way I rely on you.

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Apr 23, 2014

Apr 23, 2014 at 8:05 PM UTC

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I know how it feels to have my heart broken every time there’s a knock on the door And it’s for me When you crawl into bed to sleep next to me When you have already slept in her I know how it feels to say goodbye knowing you’ll be right back Upon my own request To have you chase me endlessly Wrapped around my little finger I know how it feels to fall in love with every minute with you To fall in love with the way the sparkle in your eye fades When you find yourself in a situation you don’t like And never once was it my own fault I know how it feels to hear the little earthquakes when I walk Step by step another village of my confidence destroyed Living by the standards that you have set for me In my own mind. I know how it feels to watch you want to step off the ledge And never once did I try to convince you to come back Because you are strong enough to save yourself And you know that’s what I’m trying to teach you To never rely on someone else The way I rely on you.

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Perhaps I would write you a letter If you would drop me a line And perhaps these words would flow better If you could give me rhythm and time. And maybe I could travel the world If I has the means to get there Perhaps I could cross the street If you would just hold my hand I can definitely be more decisive And you can just let me be Because I don’t need you To help me do things for me.

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Apr 23, 2014

Apr 23, 2014 at 7:20 PM UTC

Perhaps

Perhaps I would write you a letter If you would drop me a line And perhaps these words would flow better If you could give me rhythm and time. And maybe I could travel the world If I has the means to get there Perhaps I could cross the street If you would just hold my hand I can definitely be more decisive And you can just let me be Because I don’t need you To help me do things for me.

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I’m like a bird in a cage not yet set free Because with you I’m a bird attached to a string I can fly around but can’t go too far Because you’re afraid I’ll leave. I can sing my songs But only to your taste I can spend time with you But you think most of it goes to waste. When I talk too much and you don’t seem to like it You just turn the lights off and call it a night and Birds are a pair that lives together forever But I’m like a parakeet and you’re like a penguin I’m colorful. I fly and I sing And you get jealous because you can’t do those things So you get jealous and pull tighter on that string Because you’re afraid I’ll leave. But birds of a feather flock together and The boy sent his pigeon with a message and said “I’ll see you later.” And he always does.

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Apr 23, 2014

Apr 23, 2014 at 7:18 PM UTC

Birds

I’m like a bird in a cage not yet set free Because with you I’m a bird attached to a string I can fly around but can’t go too far Because you’re afraid I’ll leave. I can sing my songs But only to your taste I can spend time with you But you think most of it goes to waste. When I talk too much and you don’t seem to like it You just turn the lights off and call it a night and Birds are a pair that lives together forever But I’m like a parakeet and you’re like a penguin I’m colorful. I fly and I sing And you get jealous because you can’t do those things So you get jealous and pull tighter on that string Because you’re afraid I’ll leave. But birds of a feather flock together and The boy sent his pigeon with a message and said “I’ll see you later.” And he always does.

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I never had the confidence When I was small To tell on my cousin Because I woke up to him trying to touch me while I sleep Or peeking through the cracks of the door when I dressed. I never had the confidence As we grew older To unlock my door during the day Because I knew he would just push me around Because “boys will be boys” And these bruises on my body Showed that he would always get his way. I once had the confidence When I was fourteen To tell the principle that one boy held me against a wall While the other put his hands down the front of my shirt But the principle called me a liar That the boy just slipped and fell down the hall And his hands accidently landed in my shirt. I was told to be silent I didn’t have the confidence When I was sixteen To tell my boyfriend no Again and Again So after the first few times saying it He thought I was giving him my consent So I “let” him **** me. I didn’t have the confidence For the next three years Because he said I was helpless I spoke too much I was weak I need a man to take care of me No one else could ever love me And I believed him I didn’t have the confidence Until someone told me That it’s a beautiful thing to be a woman That I’m important That I have a voice. I now have the confidence To stop listening to excuses To not have to say “no” more than once To be free because I know how it feels to say goodbye Because I am important Because I have a voice.

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Apr 23, 2014

Apr 23, 2014 at 7:17 PM UTC

Confidence

I never had the confidence When I was small To tell on my cousin Because I woke up to him trying to touch me while I sleep Or peeking through the cracks of the door when I dressed. I never had the confidence As we grew older To unlock my door during the day Because I knew he would just push me around Because “boys will be boys” And these bruises on my body Showed that he would always get his way. I once had the confidence When I was fourteen To tell the principle that one boy held me against a wall While the other put his hands down the front of my shirt But the principle called me a liar That the boy just slipped and fell down the hall And his hands accidently landed in my shirt. I was told to be silent I didn’t have the confidence When I was sixteen To tell my boyfriend no Again and Again So after the first few times saying it He thought I was giving him my consent So I “let” him **** me. I didn’t have the confidence For the next three years Because he said I was helpless I spoke too much I was weak I need a man to take care of me No one else could ever love me And I believed him I didn’t have the confidence Until someone told me That it’s a beautiful thing to be a woman That I’m important That I have a voice. I now have the confidence To stop listening to excuses To not have to say “no” more than once To be free because I know how it feels to say goodbye Because I am important Because I have a voice.

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Tracing along the rough edges of this lifeline A map that shows the places he has been Halfway through there is a break in time But you can tell he’s been through worse Fingers tracing the rough spots on hands Pausing for a moment in the sad places Uncharted territory A discussion we will never have Wild eyes in an empty room Finding serenity in the cool Deep dark blue The water begins to boil. Moments spent alone In places that are filled With all of our closest friends A discussion we will never have.

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Apr 23, 2014

Apr 23, 2014 at 7:15 PM UTC

Life line

Tracing along the rough edges of this lifeline A map that shows the places he has been Halfway through there is a break in time But you can tell he’s been through worse Fingers tracing the rough spots on hands Pausing for a moment in the sad places Uncharted territory A discussion we will never have Wild eyes in an empty room Finding serenity in the cool Deep dark blue The water begins to boil. Moments spent alone In places that are filled With all of our closest friends A discussion we will never have.

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