December 31st,
Waiting for the clock to strike 12.
5 more days
Until our lives potentially change.
Dec 27, 2020
Dec 27, 2020 at 12:54 AM UTC
I thought by this time
My life would be like a movie.
Like what I saw on TV.
Sneak out past 2,
And enjoy life to the fullest.
I’d be that popular girl,
The one everyone tries to be.
I’d study hard,
Have many friends,
And have my first kiss.
I prayed for this time,
Many nights ago,
Where I would be happy
Living a Teenage Lie.
Now I look back
And see my reality.
I’m drowning in stress
While fantasizing my life
As an Indie
Coming of Age movie.
I want to go back,
To much happier years
Where I never existed.
They say we have so much time
To decide who we want to be.
We’re on ticking bomb
Reaching for unachievable
Childhood Dreams.
Nov 29, 2020
Nov 29, 2020 at 11:31 PM UTC
I used to love my name.
It reminded me I was unique.
Even when teachers couldn’t pronounce it right,
It was a part of me.
That’s when I was young.
Now I want no affiliation with it at all.
Named after my dad
Who decided to leave.
“He who is like God”
I’m not even religious in the slightest bit.
Now I can’t stand the sight
Of being reminded of what is left.
Nov 29, 2020
Nov 29, 2020 at 10:49 PM UTC
Will my mind be at peace?
Will the pain end soon?
Will I ever get the help I desperately want
But protest and refuse?
Everyone’s rooting for me
But it seems I’ve lost my path.
What’s the point of living,
When I can’t even accept my past?
I boast about finding your own happiness
And sealing that small crack
But every step I take sends me right back.
I feel as though I have no one
So I cry myself to sleep.
I feel unwanted by my own family,
My friends probably don’t care
To listen to my weeps.
I feel so alone with only my tears.
Maybe that’s the anxiety
Or maybe it’s just facts.
All I know is I’m too young to feel so sad.
I’ve never been abused or harmed
It’s honestly really silly.
I may not come from a perfect family
But it’s a family nonetheless.
I’m surrounded by so much joy and life
Yet it’s hard to appreciate any of it
When you’re depressed.
Nov 29, 2020
Nov 29, 2020 at 1:07 AM UTC
The day had gone by rotten.
All worries will soon be forgotten.
There’s no rules to abide,
A Utopia has now been found,
That frown turned upside down.
In your mind there’s only you.
A select few ask if you’re really fine,
But who cares, right?
Nothing else matters at this time.
Your soul is now bruised black and blue.
You never had anyone there,
Everyone battling their own thoughts.
It’s not entirely your fault.
You had to choose a way to cope.
So don’t go blame yourself as if by fault.
Family thought it was all fake,
Friends said they had more issues,
Rehab was no help,
A therapist just wanted the money,
Now marijuana has your heart.
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 5:52 AM UTC
We’re supposed to be the voice of the future,
But we sit with bleeding wounds
Depression eating at our mind
Then left empty with insecurities.
Tears wanting to flow out,
“I’m fine.”
How can we change the worlds
When we can’t even accept our own scars?
Nov 25, 2020
Nov 25, 2020 at 3:06 AM UTC
A man sold you off to me.
Said he needed the extra money,
And there I was only a teen.
Greeted with a warm embrace,
Finally happy with my life’s state.
No longer in a depressed place.
Then I was caught with you,
And my friends all disappeared.
But yet you still reappear.
Nov 24, 2020
Nov 24, 2020 at 12:40 PM UTC