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Chris Ivy Nov 2017
I am SICK of this ****
The figments of everyone's imagination yet I am the only one in reality.
I get it, you want to live in a big house, have big cars, big things
But yet you are the same person that tells me my dreams of college are not realistic?
I can dream, right?
As long as I live in reality, act in reality, and be apart of reality.
Tell me again how you are going to make it big and that you will have money and girls.

There is a problem in today's society, and this is the mix up of imagination and reality.
Of course, look at that "Esquire" again.
Tell me that girl is the "perfect" image of a girl
One that you can see the ribs of the pain of anorexia, the hips of bulimia, and the fake smile of a man who once abused her.
Look at the "Man of The Year" award.
One that tells boys that you must be the most athletic and have the new. That a teardrop is nothing but a way of saying you are weak. Brittle bones that speak of not standing up for yourself.

I am SICK of this ****. I am Done.
Chris Ivy Sep 2016
I see you every day, my heart flutters.
I talk to you every day, my breath is taken away.
I walk beside you every day, you make my legs give out.
Now I don't know if you want to,
We walk beside strangers now, you make their legs give out.
We talk to strangers now, you take their breath away.
We see strangers now, their hearts flutter.
I hope you keep doing what you do. I will do me.
Hopefully time flies by and we were meant to be prom King and Queen.
But for now, I will wait, wait, and wait until I can officially take you on a date.
These last lines were corny, yes I know. But I am hoping it will put a smile on that pretty face of yours with your brown puppy dog eyes that tend to brighten up my day.
Now I will go, with this really weird written poem. Maybe you will want to go out after all. But until then, I am sorry.
Chris Ivy Feb 2016
One last time
That’s the only thing he could think about
“Maybe it will kick in like the last time”
So once again he says
One last time

One last time
That’s what the girl said to him
The cut won’t **** me
Just like the last time
One last time

One last time
They understood what he did
And in the fiery pit
He could only remember saying
One last time

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