You got your pen and your paper, do this now, don't wait till later.
Let your thoughts pour out on the page, get the key and unlock your emotion cage.
Think critically and figuratively, it will all pay off in the end, you'll see.
You're done with your work and now it's time to revise, maybe get someone to politely criticize.
Open your eyes, this is what you always wanted to do. Each line describes your mood.
This outlet is soothing and warming, you can write whatever you want.
Making your work beautiful, your own type of font.
You are a writer.
Write what you know, write what you feel.
Be artistic and original. Make your writing come alive, breathing and real.
Thoughts are like an orange, creativity & inspiration come together as you peel.
Be yourself and love what you do, because the best person you can be, is the one and only YOU.
Jul 17, 2013
Jul 17, 2013 at 8:08 PM UTC
A thin, thin line stretched across the sky.
Looking up, you see four blue beautiful creatures, who usually fly.
Why so serious?
Have fun in your life!
Be mysterious!
Those are the people who have some spice!
Whoa, about to fall?
You see the others, why not just do what they do and sit?
But we're all wild and crazy by default,
but sometimes we don't show it.
Some tend to think outside the box.
The third bird wanted to be different and hang upside down like an owl.
Go a little crazy and maybe lose your socks?
Too excited to go to the pool? You forgot your towel!
Not too crazy that your neighbors might call the cops.
Just be yourself!
You don't want to be cliche' and boring like a dusty book on the shelve.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:17 PM UTC
When a door is open,
A love crook can steal the key,
like Bonnie and Clyde,
This couple is meant to be.
These two are like Peanut Butter and Jam,
One without the other is simply not possible,
it's like having Thanksgiving, without any Yams!
Together they are, together they be.
Life without each other cannot be seen.
What are those 3 words?
Oh yeah, I LOVE YOU.
Je t'aime,
Te Amo too! I'm afraid if he goes away, I'll be blue.
Some type of sickness,
maybe the flu.
But no, this couple is strong and won't break.
This couple gives more
and barely takes!
My babe? My boo? Yeah nicknames, there any many more.
I know this relationship will last,
plenty of adventures we will explore.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:29 AM UTC
If you go, you go, you don't come back.
It's like Tupac being resurrected,
returning to rap.
The door of my life is always creaked open a little.
I trust too many,
people play me like the Fiddle.
But what's the answer to this riddle?
When will it be solved?
It's like I'm the prey
and I'm in between a lion's Jaws.
I mean we all have flaws,
no one's perfect.
Society fvcking with people,
boys telling girls to "twerk it".
Is this how things are now?
Everyone wants fame.
People can't remember Nakia,
I'm No Name.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:27 AM UTC
So this is it?
This is the end of us?
What happened to the good times?
I need time to adjust.
I thought we were doing good,
what I thought was a good start,
Clearly I've misunderstood,
I thought you could mend my broken heart.
We were together for five months,
going on six.
Turn that me and you into a we, can I fix it?
You were like a breath of fresh air in my lungs.
When are you coming back?
Why did you leave?
Is it because of something I lack?
This is hard to believe.
You are perfect with me.
You were the light inside the tunnel that I could see.
Why did we die?
Now I sit in my corner all day & night and just cry.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:25 AM UTC
Zipped up,
no way out.
Can't shout,
you want out.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:24 AM UTC
She doesn't belong here.
By looking at her face, you can see her fear.
Why has she come?
She is the gum,
under my shoe.
Pathetic ****
Why doesn't she have friends?
She's never with the latest trends.
She's an awkward little ****
Looks like shes' had too many tummy tucks.
You judge her,
but you don't know her.
You know her face and maybe her mother.
But you don't know how much she suffers.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:23 AM UTC
Let me go,
let me breathe!
let me fly,
let me leave.
Freedom, let it be.
You see the wind swaying with leaves?
Let me be, let me be!
Let me go, I plead!
My joyous attitude, you may not thief.
Away, I am relieved.
Get the key, unlock this cage,
behind this, I will not grow in age.
Out of this prison, I am assuage.
My troubles you can clearly see,
You finally let me go,
I am free,
I am free.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:22 AM UTC
Her:
What am I to you?
Am I a raggedy doll?
That you continuously abuse?
To be stuck with this torture any longer,
I refuse.
Why treat me like this?
You made me take this risk,
Ruining my reputation,
lightheaded from hyperventilation.
Do you know that I hate when we argue?
Our days are becoming short,
Limited to a short few.
Why is conversing with you like talking to a white wall?
You nod your head and say okay
I'm just like... is that all?
You're never there to catch me when I fall.
Why don't you want to answer?
You got me crying like a little girl who lost her hamster.
I'm not perfect.
Judge,
I think we reached our verdict...
Being me simply does not do.
You want me to change,
I guess I have to.
so I'll ask again,
What am I to you?
Him:
What you are to me,
is a question you need
to not ask.
I love you how you are,
Don't jump to conclusions so fast.
I mask my feelings
through jokes and laughs.
But if you do the math...
it adds up to
Me+You,
**** what I do.
Just know that I love you.
despite the jokes...
If I hurt you,
I'm sorry... cause when you hurt, I hurt twice as much.
Cause I know I'm the one
that fvcked everything up.
I apologize, forgive me?
Cause if I lose you,
I lose my reason for living.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:21 AM UTC
I'm not your fvcking best friend.
Is friend-zoning the new trend?
Sorry, I didn't mean to offend...
but, can I ever win?
So you're telling me those long nights of talking
were all fake and pretend?
Will this broken heart of mine
ever mend?
This isn't hard to believe.
Maybe I should throw myself into the deep end,
so the sharks can feed.
Go ahead, stand there and watch me profusely bleed.
You've got your soil, your water, just plant that seed.
Enjoy your garden, pull me out
I'm just the weeds.
Love is blind.
I need to love at my own pace.
Maybe this is the wrong time
but I'm in the right place...
Hopeless romantic, that's what they say,
I figured there was never going to be a "we".
Wow, this really ruined my day.
Guess you two were meant to be.
Now I'm left with the one and only me.
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 7:20 AM UTC