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 Jul 2017 Hannah
Somebody Nobody
People don't listen when I talk to them.
Their eyes, always looking for someone else.
Their arms, always limp and at their sides.
Their ears, always tired from listening.
Their breaths, exasperated sighs.
So I stopped talking.
Nobody really noticed.
I watched from afar.
I always wanted to be a part of the group, but I had no place at their table.
I was always alone.
No one came to talk to me, look at me, acknowledge me.
I was nothing.
 Jun 2017 Hannah
Rachael Judd
If only to saw the real me, you wouldn't think I was beautiful. If you watched me undress you wouldn't be staring at me, you'd be looking at the cuts along my thighs. You wouldn't admire me, you'd just see through me or stare at me with pity.
 Jun 2017 Hannah
Samridhi
five words
 Jun 2017 Hannah
Samridhi
five words.
thats all you said
to tear my heart
into a million shreds.

how fat can you get?
he says
as he scans my body
like I'm a possible threat
i wrote this short poem 2 years ago when someone on the streets commented on my body. i still get stares & comments because I look "heavy" but little do they know that they won't tear me down. but this person did, and it's very hard to forget.
 Jun 2017 Hannah
Katrina Wendt
If I had an inch I'd give you a mile
If you were a frown I'd give you a thousand smiles
I'd give you the world if you asked
But all I want you to have is my heart

I'll write you a song if that's what you want
Then tear it all up if you don't
I'll show you my mind and give you my heart
Just promise you won't rip it apart

I want to know how you are
I want to know your heart and soul
Your voice is a work of art
I wish you could be mine to hold

I never could move on from your eyes
They'd haunt me wherever I go
Quitting isn't always so bad
When giving up on the impossible

Honestly I'd be crazy not to love you
Although the effect seems the same either way
I have dreams of spending forever with you
I wonder if you'd want to stay?
2011
 Jun 2017 Hannah
Somebody Nobody
I used to be so
happy,
cheerful,
ignorant.

Then, one fateful day,
my world came crashing down.
And in the rubble,
the pieces of my shattered heart.

I knew no one would accept me for my true self.
So I wore a mask. It was a perfect mask, a remnant of my past self.
No one could see past it. Not one person.
I looked through my mask with pleading eyes,
but people don't take another look at someone like me.

I've run out of tears to cry,
and now I finally see that I'm truly broken inside.
 Jun 2017 Hannah
Somebody Nobody
I used to always smile.
I was always so happy.

I loved life.
I really did.

I realized that people never liked me.
Not one bit.

They'd use me.
They'd ask me for answers and favors.
I was just a post to lean on when times got tough.

I was never their "go-to" person.
I was their last resort.

I realized that I didn't like living like that.
I cried.

They asked me if I was okay.
Not because they cared, but because it made them look good.

I was a charity case.
A thing that they could use to their advantage.

"This isn't like you. Where's the girl I know?"
How could they ask that?
They didn't bother to learn a thing about me.

A smile came back.
Not mine, but one did.

It was forced.
No one could tell that it was.

I used to smile until my face got sore.
The smile was big enough to hide my true self.

If you took one look at my eyes,
You can see sadness, pain, and longing.

They didn't bother.
They were ashamed to talk to me anyway.

The smile was forged, a fake made from gold.
The next time you smile, think.
Is it real or is it your cover?
I'm sorry if this poem is a little boring and long. I just needed to get all my feelings out.
 Jun 2017 Hannah
Ethel Freestone
Depression isn't when you know
That everything around you
Is going wrong
and you feel sad,
Depression is when you know
That everything around you
Is going right
And you still feel you sad.
 Jun 2017 Hannah
chasing rain
i am fearful
of you,
who decided
you wanted to know me

and i am fearful
of me,
who is willing to hurt you,
so i can hurt myself.

i am afraid
when you stay,
because i know
you will leave soon.

and i am afraid
when you leave,
because i really wanted you
to stay

(my favorite dreams
are when you walk away from me,
because i know you will be happier
without me.

and my worst nightmares
are when you stay,
because i know
it’s only a matter of time.)

keep your distance
because i am scared of you
who will inevitably
hurt me
in the end

i do not deserve the you
who will build me up.

i only deserve myself,
who will continue to break me down.
—i am afraid of how much i need you

— The End —