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HonestlyEunice May 2018
She is like a rose.
She is beautiful as she is broken.
She carries the world on her shoulders and makes it look like a pair of wings.
Her smile gives you butterflies and her voice sounds like the voice of an angel.
Yet she has insecurities of herself.
She carries the world on her shoulders and feels like a million bricks is on her shoulders.
Her smile is a fake one and her voice is broken.
She feels unloved because no one shows it.
And sadly, that girl is me.
Sorry if it *****. One Of my first poems that I wrote.
HonestlyEunice May 2018
You
You. Yes you reading this. Don't turn around. I'm talking to you. Now that I have your attention I have something to tell you...


















Don't wear heels while drunk.
Just thought I could try being funny or smart. Probably didn't put enough spaces but who cares
HonestlyEunice May 2018
When I wake up, there are raindrops against the window pane.
And everywhere I go, there are always expectations pushed onto me.
Be this, be that, wear this not that.
And everyday, I am stressed.
I wish that I could switch my life around
But I am stuck in this rut and I need a ladder of hope to get out of this ditch.
I'm only a kid with dreams to change but no one believes in me.
How do I get them to?
How do I get my classmates to not bully me because I don't have a father?
How do I get my sister to help around the house?
How do I get my grades up for promotion?
I'm only a kid with dreams to change my life and to help my mother.
I can't really rhyme but I can give you stories about my life so a ballad?
HonestlyEunice May 2018
I spend every night with you on my mind.
I'm still asking myself if I lied
To you when you asked
But instead I pull out a flask
Of lies so I could have a mask
To cover my fear and tears
Because no one wants me
We are never meant to be
But still I'm thinking about you
But you will never be my boo
And I will never be your baby
But maybe
There could be a chance of us to be together

No. There can never be a chance.
You have her.
And this stuff occur
To make sure we are never together
Yet I am still here, lying in my bed
Staring at the ceiling. And my vision blurs with tears
Never mind. No matter how much I think about you.
We will never be together.
HonestlyEunice May 2018
I was never a fixed person. My father left, my mother worked day and night, my sister did drugs, my brother snuck out, and I was left taking care of my siblings. And to make things worse, my innocence was stolen. I will never have a perfect first date, I will never get married in white, and I will always be broken. I will never go to prom with the perfect guy. I will never have the innocence of a bride. I'm forever broken.
This is based off my life. Sorry if its not sunshine and rainbows

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