Things have changed
since the time
when my parents
were growing up.
Back then
kids could walk down the street
without having to fear
being kidnapped.
In those days,
You knew all your neighbors
and they became
some of your best friends.
A long time ago,
kids would play outside
for hours
no matter the weather.
You used to be able to
get whatever you wanted,
your wildest dreams
for only a nickel.
People used to
not have kids
until after they were married,
so they could have a future.
In those times,
you would actually go see your friends
instead of only
texting, tweeting, instagraming them.
...and they say change is a good thing.
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC
I want to go back
to when I was little.
All I had to do was sit back
and enjoy it while it lasted,
but all I wanted to do
was grow up.
I tried so hard
to grow up
and now that I have
I want to go back.
I want to go back
to when "Stupid"
was a bad word
and the only time I cried
was when I hit my head.
I grew up
and "Stupid"
gets thrown around
like its nothing
and sometimes
I just break down and cry
because nothing
is going my way.
I want to go back.
I want to go back
to when the only work
was a worksheet on addition
and boys
still had "cooties"
Now,
I have to work nights
packing boxes
for UPS
and boys
can take over my life
with one look.
I want to go back.
I want to go back
to when life was simple.
Nothing ever went wrong
but I wanted to grow up
and now
I want to go back.
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 5:51 PM UTC
What would it take to make you believe?
More fire from the sky?
Another part in the sea?
-Lecrae
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Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 8:00 PM UTC
All my favorite stories growing up
began with "Once Upon a Time."
There was a girl,
she met a boy,
it was love at first sight,
and it would end in "Happily Ever After"
That kind of stuff never happens to me,
so I wrote my own fairytale...
Once Upon A Time
there was a girl.
She met a boy
and they became bestfriends.
She fell in love with him
while he fell in love with some other girl.
The girl cried herself to sleep every night
and pretended it didn't hurt,
but it did.
It's not that much different from the ones I read growing up,
Except,
It doesn't end in Happily Ever After
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 12:44 AM UTC
They say a picture
is worth a thousand words.
I think a picture
can hold a lifetime of memories
all shoved into one little shot.
A person you used to know,
the street where you grew up,
or the restaurant where you had your first date.
So
if you asked me what a picture was worth,
I would say EVERYTHING
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 12:24 AM UTC
I lay in bed every night
thinking
as I fall asleep,
what would it be like
to fall asleep in your arms.
Is it is great as I imagined?
Then I just Stop
and cry
because I know
this will always be a dream.
and never a reality.
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 12:16 AM UTC
I have always wondered
why do we align our words
to a certain spot on the paper,
like they're an animal
being put in its cage.
Why
cant
our
words
go
wherever
they
want?
Set them Free
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 12:05 AM UTC
This poem might not get read.
Ever.
I really only do this to clear my head
of the dreams
that never came true,
of the people
I wish I still knew,
and and the memories
I need to leave behind.
I need to keep moving forward.
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 12:00 AM UTC
When I was little
I would sit on mama's lap
and she would sing me a song
so I would fall asleep.
I'm a big girl now.
Big girls don't sit on mama's lap.
Do they?
Is that weird?
To be honest,
when I can't sleep
I sit on mama's lap
and she sings me a song.
Shhhh...
Don't tell anybody.
It's a secret.
I'm a big girl now.
Big girls don't need Mama
Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 11:50 PM UTC