sheralyn - Hello Poetry

you don't have to buy expensive things you don't have to be skinny and you don't have to show it off you don't have to be taken you don't have to tell why you're single you don't have to wipe your tears, and you don't have to be like the ones who put them there you don't have to love someone you don't have to love yourself you really don't have to the only one who's making you, is yourself.

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Dec 31, 2015

Dec 31, 2015 at 3:13 PM UTC

you don't have to

you don't have to buy expensive things you don't have to be skinny and you don't have to show it off you don't have to be taken you don't have to tell why you're single you don't have to wipe your tears, and you don't have to be like the ones who put them there you don't have to love someone you don't have to love yourself you really don't have to the only one who's making you, is yourself.

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as a child i thought i was unstoppable as a child i told myself that i would always be proud as a child i said that no one could hurt me as a child i thought that i could tell anyone everything as a child i told myself that i would never care about the size of my body as a child i thought love was only powerful, not destructive as a child i said that i could never lie to myself but as a human i should have been prepared to know that i would let myself down

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Dec 7, 2015

Dec 7, 2015 at 11:00 PM UTC

as a child

as a child i thought i was unstoppable as a child i told myself that i would always be proud as a child i said that no one could hurt me as a child i thought that i could tell anyone everything as a child i told myself that i would never care about the size of my body as a child i thought love was only powerful, not destructive as a child i said that i could never lie to myself but as a human i should have been prepared to know that i would let myself down

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she stands still with her eyes steadily tracing the whisps of air that circle in front of her her hands quivering and yet her vision is so solid dense, cold memories are leaning at the tip of her tounge but her lips won't budge. she hears the words letter by letter- they just don't get why she can't just 'socialize'- why she's so independent she's so quiet she's so isolated- but what i don't get is that you dare to label her "shy" and yet you don't even know what she's hiding from

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Sep 19, 2015

Sep 19, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC

shy

she stands still with her eyes steadily tracing the whisps of air that circle in front of her her hands quivering and yet her vision is so solid dense, cold memories are leaning at the tip of her tounge but her lips won't budge. she hears the words letter by letter- they just don't get why she can't just 'socialize'- why she's so independent she's so quiet she's so isolated- but what i don't get is that you dare to label her "shy" and yet you don't even know what she's hiding from

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you don't understand- i can't help that i'm skinny. a stick that looks useless, curves small to secure pity. you don't understand- its hard to maintain weight. the food won't add on, no matter how much i ate. you don't understand- i have so many flaws. freckles galore, and dark vains that resemble claws. i'm trying to tell you, yet you can't understand. "you're so lucky you're skinny" but, "it ***** you can't tan" surely you'd know by now, i'm fragile but strong. i can take all your pity, but my "luck"- not for long. i may be skinny and as short as can be, but tell me you understand, before you say you want to be me.

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Jul 28, 2015

Jul 28, 2015 at 10:26 AM UTC

tell me.

you don't understand- i can't help that i'm skinny. a stick that looks useless, curves small to secure pity. you don't understand- its hard to maintain weight. the food won't add on, no matter how much i ate. you don't understand- i have so many flaws. freckles galore, and dark vains that resemble claws. i'm trying to tell you, yet you can't understand. "you're so lucky you're skinny" but, "it ***** you can't tan" surely you'd know by now, i'm fragile but strong. i can take all your pity, but my "luck"- not for long. i may be skinny and as short as can be, but tell me you understand, before you say you want to be me.

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but you're not. the same **** words again i don't know how i could take it for so long you said you'd be there by my side and yet you're not; you said i could cry on your jacket when i needed to but you're not here you're not here when i need you a child, abandoned in a cardboard box- look where you've put me without knowing that you're the the only thing that can dry my tears and make me feel comfortable i thought you'd actually be there i guess i was just too dumb to believe that you'd leave- and too worn out to think you'd come back.

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Jul 10, 2015

Jul 10, 2015 at 5:20 PM UTC

"i'm here for you"

but you're not. the same **** words again i don't know how i could take it for so long you said you'd be there by my side and yet you're not; you said i could cry on your jacket when i needed to but you're not here you're not here when i need you a child, abandoned in a cardboard box- look where you've put me without knowing that you're the the only thing that can dry my tears and make me feel comfortable i thought you'd actually be there i guess i was just too dumb to believe that you'd leave- and too worn out to think you'd come back.

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black spaces crawling across the palms of my hands i reach into the sink and try to scrub them off but tattoos can only be covered by makeup ink drips out off of my tongue i cover my mouth but it seeps through my fingers and out onto your heart burning away the veins and muscles of your loved ones poison in your vessels instead of blood i'm sorry, i thought i was helping you my ***** palms reach out to keep you standing but you fell to the ground its like every time i try to hold you up you fall deeper into the salty oceans of tears and waves of sorrow swallowing you up my boat isn't strong enough and it crushes you every single time i let my hand out and open my mouth the lies escape along with the happiness that never bloomed maybe it's my fault that you were desperate for help in the first place.

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Jun 28, 2015

Jun 28, 2015 at 2:32 PM UTC

lies

black spaces crawling across the palms of my hands i reach into the sink and try to scrub them off but tattoos can only be covered by makeup ink drips out off of my tongue i cover my mouth but it seeps through my fingers and out onto your heart burning away the veins and muscles of your loved ones poison in your vessels instead of blood i'm sorry, i thought i was helping you my ***** palms reach out to keep you standing but you fell to the ground its like every time i try to hold you up you fall deeper into the salty oceans of tears and waves of sorrow swallowing you up my boat isn't strong enough and it crushes you every single time i let my hand out and open my mouth the lies escape along with the happiness that never bloomed maybe it's my fault that you were desperate for help in the first place.

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colors that seem to define us filled with black holes of ignorance the bullets racing to meet one another only to shutter twice and cackle as ours collide mine flood out tears of black ****** salt fog covering up my vision waiting for the storms to clear and as soon as the sun returns the warmth to my face your eyes have disappeared

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Jun 28, 2015

Jun 28, 2015 at 2:13 PM UTC

eyes

colors that seem to define us filled with black holes of ignorance the bullets racing to meet one another only to shutter twice and cackle as ours collide mine flood out tears of black ****** salt fog covering up my vision waiting for the storms to clear and as soon as the sun returns the warmth to my face your eyes have disappeared

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the world only commits to one word when no explination can show the answer or when not even bandaids can clean up a mess when the only things we have left may not hold off for long the dust suffocating our throats and blinding our eyes trying to reassure safety to stop the fists from raising and the children from crying for their parents our minds being sliced away from intelligence from lies with the knives of each other maybe maybe it is all just a dream that we won't wake up from but maybe this is reality maybe they'll agree if i try try try maybe it wasn't meant to be the word fills our mouths with the bitterness of what might happen if we say yes or no maybe if we don't decide it will all go away maybe the answer isn't meant to be known maybe they'll understand maybe maybe we'll understand that not answering isn't the answer to a problem might may the only ones who use them are the ones who can't decide themselves confused wondering waiting for someone else because maybe they'll know how to fix this maybe.

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Jun 27, 2015

Jun 27, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC

maybe.

the world only commits to one word when no explination can show the answer or when not even bandaids can clean up a mess when the only things we have left may not hold off for long the dust suffocating our throats and blinding our eyes trying to reassure safety to stop the fists from raising and the children from crying for their parents our minds being sliced away from intelligence from lies with the knives of each other maybe maybe it is all just a dream that we won't wake up from but maybe this is reality maybe they'll agree if i try try try maybe it wasn't meant to be the word fills our mouths with the bitterness of what might happen if we say yes or no maybe if we don't decide it will all go away maybe the answer isn't meant to be known maybe they'll understand maybe maybe we'll understand that not answering isn't the answer to a problem might may the only ones who use them are the ones who can't decide themselves confused wondering waiting for someone else because maybe they'll know how to fix this maybe.

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