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Brett Palmero Dec 2016
I lived at home so long
And then one move away
Makes home feel wrong
My new place I want to stay

Away from my old problems
I don't want to go back
A new experience blossoms
I finally feel on track

This new life feels better
Home isn't home anymore
The sun shines brighter
Allowing me to explore

Despite forgetting my roots
I am someone I want to be
Eating from life's fruits
To experience life fully
Alex
Brett Palmero Jan 2017
If we're angels in life
We get to live with them
In heaven with no strife
To life eternal, we come

In life what I did sadly
Wasn't what made an angel
I did what made me happy
In the end fate was cruel

Continue what I'm doing
And I'd be sent to hell
My sins began accruing
But my soul I won't sell

Those I love, act the same
So we are not perfect
To win heaven's game
Our beliefs we must forfeit

How can heaven be so great
If my friends can't follow
I'd rather have hell as my fate
Than go to heaven hollow
Brett Palmero Nov 2016
Sometimes when I think
About people struggling
Pushed to the brink
I feel nothing
This isn't anything old
All I feel is cold

Emotion is fleeting
Happiness absent
Despair receding
My mind stagnant
Soul has been sold
All I feel is cold

Nothing is what's left
Gone are life's sparks
But I am not dead yet
A walking corpse
Emptiness uncontrolled
All I feel is cold
Nena
Talking about how it feels to be emotionally detached. This poem is not how I always feel, so I hope no one worries. Just enjoy or do that head nod thing where you're like "I get you man".
Brett Palmero Nov 2016
Worry is always on mind
Will she like me back?
Will my grade be fine?
Is this the day I crack?
Life is always so busy
I can't find time to relax
All these problems, I'm dizzy
On my mind it does tax
But then I realize
Life's pretty **** great
As long as I open my eyes
My life is mine to dictate
Pressure may rise in my blood
Yet I always hear, "You'll be fine, bud"
Jacque
Brett Palmero Jan 2017
Sometimes life loves to spite
And sends those we love
Far away and out of sight
Making them hard to think of
We measure distance by inch
We measure time by the minute
But friendship it won't infringe
Because love isn't easy to forget
It isn't something we measure
Love is what we always keep
A feeling we forever treasure
In our souls, ingrained deep
Distance may cause heart ache
But our bond it shall never break
Sydney / Taylor
Brett Palmero Nov 2018
Why just rise
When you can ascend
Words we cry
So much meaning to lend

Impact is our goal
To leave craters
All in your soul
With words greater

Don't say what you mean
Mean what you say
Do more than dream
Go beyond pray

Go be heard
Listeners listen
Here is my word
I'm done wishing

Each word impacting
So fast, no friction
Before you even reacting
To my brilliant diction
Uhhh dunno
Brett Palmero Nov 2016
Acting to please others
Yet why even try?
Most end up bothers
Rest quickly say goodbye
It's always a lot of stress
To try and always impress

There are too many people
To care about every person
But in my back like a needle
Is a need for acception
I end up becoming a mess
Trying to always impress

I can feel their eyes
Judging my every move
As if they're more wise
Myself I have to prove
I am their slave, I confess
Always trying to impress

Except this is all in my head
I need to stop creating strife
So I matter when I'm dead
To those who care about my life
But to truly end this distress
I must be the first one I impress
Taylor / Kate
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
A reckless nature, the seed of disaster
Impulsive at heart, chaos flowing
In a world of mayhem I am master
My first instinct always showing
Who cares it's not my bullet bit
All because I feel like it

The universe even knows the truth
That to stay alive we need chaos
To create disorder and keep our youth
Destroy harmony, the fool's oasis
I hate this world, every piece meant to fit
All because I feel like it

Entropy a euphemism for discord
Actions meant to dictated by instinct
A message so loud it brings down the Lord
From his seat he creates order so distinct
I feel compelled to make even his will submit
All because I feel like it

It’s madness that’s come over me
To want to break the perfect machinery
That moves like a mind in harmony
It’s a want for a change in scenery
For a need is too easy to permit
All because I feel like it

Is it a sin to live and act on a whim?
To forgo all thought and just do
Thinking leads to an outcome grim
Even if logic says I’ll come through
I’d rather blank and go for the hit
All because I feel like it

Impulsiveness is known to be for fools
But for me it’s an escape from reality
For I become different than the tools
That move the machine so carefree
I continue to act my way, never quit
All because I feel like it
Brett Palmero Jul 2016
Every moment is so small and brief
Yet is worth more than one can fathom
Sometimes joy, other times grief
A lot of the time it can be random

I wonder if the bad and good balances
And everyone is meant to live equally
Thinking like that has consequences
And I don’t have time for that really

So I choose to be selfish, make life mine
To make myself more important than others
If it all leads to happiness, isn't that fine?
Can I float along, not a leaf but as a feather?
Brett Palmero May 2017
I wake up to shadows
My body unable to move
Panic begins to set in
These visions inhuman

My eyes are barely open
I can see them moving
I'm awake it seems
Yet I'm still in a dream

The shadows move closer
They shift and whisper
I wonder what they say
As I panic where I lay

Here I realize something
How good it feels to choose
What happens around me
And how I shape my reality
What it feels like to have had sleep paralysis and hallucinations. This used to happen and when it did, I was in between reality and dreams.
Brett Palmero Apr 2019
Creativity and art
Come from the unhinged
The insanity, the beast
Our unchained selves

Only when we truly see
Beyond norms and regularities
Outside the everyday mundane

Does the beauty so magnificent
Comes absolutely

Terrifying
How amazing things can be so different that it scares people
Brett Palmero Jun 2017
All of these eyes on me
I want to disappear
With nothing to see
But still be here

I can feel the taping
As messages are sending
All the cameras snapping
The eyes never relenting

How can I be guided
When I can't find closure
By getting reminded
Of all my failures

Everything is permanent
And I can't escape
When I'm sinking in concrete
With everyone on tape

I want to disappear
And live how I want to
I want to live freer
Act in a way that's true
Isaac / Ben
Brett Palmero Jan 2017
It's easy to say
That I would die for you
When I'm far from death

It's easy to say
I'll do anything for you
When there's nothing to do

It's easy to say
"I promise"
When there's nothing to break

It's hard to say
I'll live for you
When there's nothing left
Love poem (?)
Brett Palmero Feb 2017
It's easy to say
No one understands me
When I don't even explain

It's easy to feel
The world breaking around me
When I don't even try to fix it

It's easy to see
What's wrong
When I close my eyes to what's right

It's easy to hear
You can't do it
When I tell myself that

It's hard to believe
Someone can love me
When I can't love them back
Not a cry for help. Just had more stuff to add to my other poem. This one is more focused on friendships.
Brett Palmero Mar 2017
It's easy to ask
What's wrong with people
When I'm not asking myself that

It's easy to bully
And put them down
When I am afraid of getting hurt

It's easy to blame home
And say it's my family's fault
When I'm not there to be loved

It's easy to punch
And say they deserved it
When I'm the one that deserves it

It's easy to not listen
And say they don't know
When really I'm the one lost

It's hard to stop
Lashing out at people
When people look at me

*like I'm a monster
#NoBullying Fists don't hurt people. People hurt people. Stop the problem before it starts. Talk to them.
Brett Palmero Mar 2017
It's easy to forget
That there's good in the world
When all we're shown is the problems

It's easy to realize
There's evil in the world
When we're taught only to fight it

It's easy to ignore
That enemies are people too
When we paint them as monsters

It's easy to pretend
Like what we're doing is good
When we think we're always right

It's hard to remember
That to bring people together
You need to learn to love them
Isaac / Ben
Brett Palmero Apr 2017
It's easy to forget
Who you truly are
When you're trying to be someone you're not

It's easy to live
A life with no worry
When you choose not to care

It's easy to pretend
Like you have no problems
When you don't solve any

It's easy to blame others
For life's woes and worries
When you look away from the mirror

It's hard to love yourself
And the life you live
When you don't know who you are
Understand yourself and learn to love it before trying to do the same with life.
Brett Palmero May 2017
It's easy to go to sleep
And say everything's okay
When you don't cry anymore

It's easy to be comforted
By friends that care
When the bond is built on pity

It's easy to get back up
After falling down
When the hole isn't that deep

It's easy to be sad
And cry out for help
When help is always there

It's easy to ignore your problems
And pretend it's ok
When someone else is solving them

It's hard to change
And become someone better
When you think nothing's wrong
Brett Palmero Nov 2016
It's always me
That does the all of it
Whether or not I agree
I have to commit

I can't be second best
It's not an option
To be like the rest
After all the exhaustion

So I choose to keep going
Despite how hard it may be
Punches I'll keep throwing
Until I'm free
Danielle
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
Ride and row down the river of old
A king like no other with a kind heart of gold,
He yells behold behold for your king is here
The screams of praise turned to screams of pain,
Before the king's eyes a terror consumed his domain
None were spared none were safe all would disappear
The darkness ravaged through the night
Horror and terror, chased the old king in his flight,
Only to wake up in a sweat to a peaceful scene
And realised it was only a dream
Brett Palmero Mar 2017
Cracked and broken,
Pieces scattered,
From a dream awoken,
To being shattered,
Broken from what I lack,
I can feel every crack.

Each piece has a story,
Of life, in of itself,
Some times of glory,
Others of poor health,
All these memories on my back,
It's no wonder I crack.

So instead I pull together,
And fill in what's missing,
With gold and put pressure,
Until all the cracks glisten,
Now I stand up, broken,
But within gold is woven.
Kintsugi is the process of breaking pottery and putting the pieces back together with gold to fill in the cracks
Brett Palmero Jul 2016
It takes three things to be happy
This life decides to torture us though
Two at a time it says, a thing of cruelty
For we only get to give life one go
Because of this impossible is serenity
Time, money, and energy

We begin life with an open mind
All the time we need to run free
Fast as we have energy combined
But to go at all we must pay a fee
With money we don’t have you see
Time, money, and energy

Now we are older and working
All this money to spend on us
Still have our youth to keep running
But no time, back to work we must
Caged by responsibility no longer free
Time, money, and energy

Life coming to a close, show ending
We have our fortune earned and ready
No more work, time to be spending
Alas no more energy to keep steady
Our bones ache, our youth lost at sea
Time, money, and energy

Is happiness made to be impossible?
Well that’s the funny thing really
Happiness is easily the most affordable
With 2 colours we can paint life artfully
Creating our happiness, a thing of beauty
Time, money, and energy
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
I put on a mask that differs from reality
So I can become someone I’m not
I say “I’m afraid of how they’ll judge the real me”
But actually the person I was I forgot
So I choose to forge a new image
Whatever I was before has been lost
The person before is unneeded baggage
Forward I move, a new world crossed
I laugh and am happier than before
This mask has given me a new life
No longer is living a pain, a chore
Yet beneath the mask is strife
I go to take off the mask, ready for disgrace
But find only the touch of my own face
Brett Palmero Jun 2017
It's hard being the small guy
When you always have to be the bigger person
Little bit of irony with the concept of bullying I thought of the other day. Think about it.
Brett Palmero Aug 2016
We believe life isn’t enough
So we create a new reality
A world free of life’s handcuff
Whatever we want we see
Easy to get lost, don’t you agree?
We’re living in a fantasy

Everything falls into place
We control the outcome here
Any misfortune leaves no trace
New forms of happiness always near
I want this to be life, but in actuality
We’re living in a fantasy

To live here is sad and ignorant
As it’s not life, our senses fooled
But reason to live is found absent
So we go back to where we ruled
We want to let go of life completely
We’re living in a fantasy

But really life’s not what we want
Then it’s up to us to change it
Take risks and walk confident
Because it’s our job to commit
And make this fantasy
Our new living reality
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
Following friends and family one moment
Next alone in a crowd,
Where have they gone, what have I done?
What can I do, where can I go?
Spin in circles hoping for a glimpse
Lost and alone I wander,
As I walk people laugh and have fun
I can do that no longer, not here
For I am lost and can't find my way
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
What a disgusting notion, love is
Who would want to get so close
Without knowing if the other feels similar
Rejection akin to getting hit by a car

Really no reason to chase one person
When they were never yours at all
People are people, nothing more
Trying to find the perfect one, what a chore

Yet here we are getting all wrapped up
In a world of hoping for love and trust
But crashing down into a pit of lies
Our body made of false hope, covered in flies

A person hoping, now cursing
A fate all knowing, now laughing
A bond of trusting, now reversing
A love waiting, now leaving

When I stand next to others I hesitate
Waiting for them to look and judge me
Eyes categorizing who I am
As if they can determine where I stand

So how could bring myself to love
People like that who can't see
Blind to everyone but themselves
Judging all the covers on the bookshelves

But I can't stop myself sometimes
When I see someone who is different
Shattering my pessimism and despair
Finally my pain isn't only mine to bear

A blind man crying, now seeing
A bystander waiting, now shoving
A man fallen, now believing
A lone soul, now loving
Brett Palmero Feb 2019
We go through each day
Wondering our purpose
Some ponder, others pray
Few actually sate this lust

These few don't look
They don't search forever
For their meaning in a book
Or their reason in another

These are few souls
That take what they possess
Their passion and goals
And make it their purpose
Brett Palmero Nov 2016
We were so close
A friend in life
Who could take my woes
And cut them with a knife
Yet I was a flake
I want to mend this mistake

I chased others
Who said they'd stay
Then flew like feathers
The very next day
My heart they take
I want to mend this mistake

I missed your presence
The way we smiled
We were a menace
Living life wild
For our own sake
I want to mend this mistake

Then one day you spoke
And still cared for me
You fixed what I broke
And I felt so happy
Now I lie awake
Mended is my mistake
Taylor
I ignored you, and I'm sorry. Even though most of the people I ignored you for became my closest friends, I didn't have to leave you behind. Those who misled me to forget you, I am not a fan. So now it's just up to me to mend what I can.
Brett Palmero Aug 2017
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Brett Palmero Nov 2016
The future awaits me
I can't wait for it
Success for all to see
But then I trip
Looking at a mountain
The peaks I was counting

On the ground I lay
The dirt I breath in
In a state of decay
Pondering my sin
Molehills I didn't inspect
At my feet I neglect

Living in the future
Causes death in the present
Our intentions pure
Still we have our descent
For the roots we forget
For dreams we don't have yet
Hajar
If you focus on the mountains ahead of you too much, you'll trip over the molehills at your feet. Don't forget your roots and to live in the present otherwise the future is meaningless.
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
A leaf needing to the found
Is picked up by the breeze
The leaf now safe and sound
The wind continues, moving with ease
Dancing with the leaves
Like a current, my body weaves

Through the sky it flows
Not caring about who sees
Twirls and spins as she goes
Free of pain and disease
Ready to fly, an idea it conceives
Like a current, my body moves

It starts down to the ocean
To help move ships
Its moves creating a commotion
The onlookers awed by the tricks
Elegant and graceful, it perceives
Like a current, my body moves

It flows, stepping around gracefully
Each movement made with passion
A dancer at heart we see truly
No second thought in action
In each gesture she believes
Like a current, my body moves
Brett Palmero Nov 2016
My self worth is not mine
It is defined by those around
If they're happy it's fine
Even if I'm drowned
Sinking in this cement
Never can I be content

I adore each friend
Because I see a soul
Pain it will amend
Again make me whole
Stave away my torment
As never can I be content

I cannot always rely
On those around me
To help me get by
And set me free
Self love must be my intent
Or else never can I be content

A student wanting to learn
To love who I am
So I never have to yearn
For help when I stand
I can then invent
My own life of content
Jessica / Hajar / Sarah
I deserve to be happy in this life. I haven't fully realized it, but there's something to loving yourself. Friends can only do so much, no matter how wonderful they are.
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
Sometimes I'm in the dark
And the night closes in
I live with this mark
Sadness upon my skin
Ask if I'm okay and I want to lie
Because I never want to see you cry

It can get hard to move
My feelings are howling
But your care it does soothe
No longer it feels like drowning
I feel happy and begin to fly
Because I never want to see you cry

The world keeps spinning
And life goes on
Yet just beginning
A new day's begun
I want to go on, ask why
Because I never want to see you cry
Hajar
Brett Palmero Dec 2016
Life always somehow hurted
But I have lost all feeling
My emotions I find deserted
So much my mind is reeling
I feel my soul begin to wane
As I realize, I feel no pain

There are times when my soul
Should be black and twisted
But I look and I find a hole
As if the agony never existed
Maybe I've become insane
Because I feel no pain

In my confusion I cut deep
To see if I am truly human
I look and blood begins to seep
Feel the cut where the knife ran
Yet no emotion I gain
Why do I feel no pain?

My mind should be suffering
And my soul should be broken
But all I hear are the leaves rustling
As I look for emotions unspoken
My mind begins to feel the strain
As I cannot fathom why I feel no pain

Life continue its cycle
And more times I should be hurt
But the pain becomes spiteful
Running then hiding in covert
I decide to not wrack my brain
And let it hide as I feel no pain
This is not a cry for help, please do not worry about me. I say this to my close friends who read my poetry. This is not how I truly feel in the slightest, but the idea was intriguing.
Brett Palmero Jan 2017
I'm here counting
seconds, minutes, hours...

So much I forget to make the days count
Brett Palmero Jul 2017
Oh clouds
How you mock me so
Free as can be
And being is free

Oh clouds
How you fly without care
Any form you take
Is yours alone

Oh clouds
How you cry rain
And send snow
Your emotions free to show

Oh clouds
How I wish I could join
But I'm here on earth
Bound to my duties

Oh clouds
How I hope you the best
Because I'm staying down here
Among those I love

Oh clouds
How lonely it must be
To be up so high
Away from everyone

Oh clouds
How you pay for freedom
With pennies of friendship
So you can live how you want

Oh clouds
How I envy you
Yet for me friendship
Is priceless
Brett Palmero Feb 2017
Some people say
That those I meet online
Will lead me astray
And are far from fine

Some people think
That those friends
Don't hold a real link
They are fake in the end

So I ask those people
"Why can't I imagine
a world without them?"
I have a lot of online friends I cherish. Never met them face to face, but that will never matter.
Brett Palmero Dec 2016
We always feel entitled in life
That the world revolves around us
To have everything with no strife
The world bends to us, it must

Except that is not our right
We deserve is what we earn
After we work and we fight
This is what some don't learn

They think life is their's to bend
That they deserve strength and pride
But without work it will be their end
Fueled only by entitlement, they died

Our only God given privilege
Is the right to be happy
To pursue that ambiguous image
All else is earned ultimately

The good life is ours to pursue
No one allowed to stand in our way
Earning our keep is hard, it's true
But our right to life will never go away
Jessica
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
A great divide between us
A bridge broken and battered
A love stronger than lust
A hope cracked and shattered

We look across the gap wide and deep
A gap so wide we can't see each other
The other person across scared, waiting
But a feeling of belonging, translating

How did this gap even get here?
Who made it so we can't feel one another
So that we can't love and hold
Each other's lives we want to mold

A bridge we must cross together
A meeting in the middle, two souls
A fear of falling into the ether
A connection to fill in the holes

We begin our walk to the other side
The bridge swaying, creaking as we walk
People follow so we don't go alone
All of us looking for our own home

Then the bridge breaks and we all fall
Going down we scream and cry
As we fall we grasp at what we can
Hoping our lives are more than sand

A gasp of fear and pain
A hand in mine holding tight
A darkness my soul it will stain
A light made by love, creates flight
Not my best. Wrote this in the middle of my chemistry class because equilibrium is lost on me.
Brett Palmero Feb 2017
Just when we think
Life is on our side
We lose control

Off the rails we go
Into the inky blackness
Our body takes a toll

The tunnel closes up
And we can't see light
Adrift is our soul

We grasp at the emptiness
For anything to guide us
Something to make us whole

The only things that can help
Are ourselves
Only we can achieve our goal

Our life is our train
Our friends the rails
And our passion the coal

So it is up to us
To get back on track
And let our wheels roll

Life took our control
So we push forward
To take back what it stole
Kate
Choo choo~
Brett Palmero Mar 2017
I begin to write in a diary
My life in of itself
My day to day series
Of what I think of myself

One day the page is bleak
I write of no light
Of pain it reeks
A day of complete blight

I look at it after I'm done
My sorrow in black
It makes me want to run
And never look back

But then I go to bed
Before I make an emotional cage
The next day I awake
And turn the page
Kelsey
This idea literally came from my friend stepping on her notebook and complaining the page was *****.
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
Burrowing, digging, feasting on us
A parasite using humanity as a host
Eating at the necessities and essentials
Stealing away your pride and credentials

What it is, is the all knowing dictator, the “man”
The one who points at everyone but himself
A false prophet propped up by influence and money
Got where he is through manipulation so ugly

A hard worker unrecognized
A leader tunneled on wealth
A family poor and despised
A nation swimming in its own filth

People’s portraits painted a certain colour
For other’s to see and blame without reason
Under a veil of justice there is corruption
Down below is the pain of separation

A world dictated by status and privilege
Equality is but a myth, a dystopian notion
The head is corrupt, parasite in control
A body in pain, paying the ultimate toll

A baby crying, now starving
A politician crying, now corrupt
A soul crying, now departing
A flower crying, now plucked
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
Autumn is here
Today is the day
Nothing to fear
Beauty on display

Red is the leaves
Their passion showing
Allowing me to believe
There is reason for growing

Yellow as they fall
Bright and on fire
Giving hope to all
Enabling us to aspire

The world is amazing
So we should be too
Our souls glowing
Together we continue
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
I have five papers to write
Three projects to do
Stay up all night
Just to barely get through

Head to the library
For another three hours
Every moment scary
These assignments horrors

On my way, I stop
A tree orange and red
I decide to drop
And lay down my head

Life's meant to be fun
Not a bunch of facts
Or homework to get done
So it's time to relax
Nena
Brett Palmero Jun 2017
There were seven
Together they felt blessed
Feeling as if in heaven
Until one of them left

Then there were six
Trying to live without one
One less to mix
Then another was gone

Then there were five
Wondering why others leave
And the rest cry
Another left, the others grieve

Then there were four
Dwindling right here
Waiting for more
As another shall disappear

Then there were three
Waiting for another to go
To be released and free
As more goes into the flow

Then there were two
Trying to understand
Who is next to say adieu
Now one is left to stand

Then there was one
Taking in the loneliness
Waiting for life to be done
And last they go into the darkness
Brett Palmero Dec 2017
I always thought
If I tried hard enough
And always fought
Then it wouldn't be as rough

That if I shattered
My inner demons
I'd hear their pieces clatter
Left for the vermin

But this time when I swung
I didn't realize
It would be me who broke
*and shattered
Brett Palmero Jul 2016
I hear them like the wind
They whistle pain and terror
I always feel like I sinned
Like my life is an error
Making me hide behind a mask
Shatter these voices like glass

They tell me she doesn’t love me
And that one mistake and it’s over
Sending me off, lost at sea
But I know she is my true lover
My relief from life’s lambaste
Shatter these voices like glass

More they whisper that I am alone
That my friends lie and are fake
But I know not to listen to this drone
Because to their words I awake
Realizing life isn’t some hellish task
Shatter these voices like glass

Imbecile! Idiot! Failure! Wrong!
I hear them scream causing conflict
But really I realize that all along
I don’t need to be perfect
For I am a human who does matter
Perfect glass I choose to SHATTER!
All my life I've thought I had to be perfect for everyone because if I wasn't they'd forget the love me back. Ironically I was tryharding at life. With the help of those who love me I realize love isn't that fickle. I had these voices who would tell me I was making mistakes every step of the way and coupled with my perfectionism, I ended up breaking. Those voices are from perfect sculptures of glass that I tried to be but I know better.
Brett Palmero Aug 2016
Tick Tock
Clock hands move on

Drip Drop
Rain falls down

Scritch Scratch
My heart drawn

Tip Tap*
I wait till you're back around
In utter silence, just the thought of you can bring life to my world.
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