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Illya Oz Jul 2016
You've known me all my life
So why can't you accept me
I can feel you watching me
Judging me for being me

I'm still the same person
I haven't changed at all
But yet you treat me differently
Like someone you don't know

I no longer feel so open
Like I need to hide
To not show you the parts of me
That you know are there

I thought I could trust you
I thought that you cared
I thought you would still love me
The same way you did before

But I was wrong
And I still don't understand
Why you can't let me be me
And show you who I am
Some people just need to be more open and accepting to new things. That way everyone can express themselves to the fullest and be who they truly are.
Illya Oz Jul 2016
The freckles scattered across your skin
Are like the stars upon the sky
Each one is special, unique
Different but still dazzling

There are too many to count
But you will try anyway
Getting mixed up somewhere
Between the moon and the milky way

They are all so beautiful
And are like no other
So don't try to cover them up
Or hide them from the world

*You never know,
One of those stars might be a galaxies
Ever since I was little I really hated all my freckles and it wasn't until recently that I started to accept them as part of who I am.
Illya Oz Jul 2016
Making friends is hard to do
But I think I've made one in you
As friends we are all set
Even though we've never meet

I knew you before I knew your face
Getting to know you feels like a race
You are so friendly, amazing and kind
Your good qualities aren't hard to find

I can't wait to hear more from you
Keeping in touch I will certainly do
This is a poem I made for my penpal who lives in Japan.
Illya Oz Jul 2016
The lone wolf cries out
Howling into the night
Mourning his lost lover

He calles out to the sky
Asking to not be alone
But he is a lone wolf
Illya Oz Jul 2016
A girl sits on a park bench
Her head back looking at the sky
Hair waving gently in the breeze
Her old summer dress hanging loosely
On her small frame

Many people walked past her
Happy family's going to have picnics
Friends laughing and smiling together
People by themselves
Going about their peaceful lives

Not a single person stopped
Not even giving the girl a second glance
They seemed not to have seen
That she was far to skinny
Or the faded lines upon her skin

It's not that they ignored her
They were just so naive
They didn't know the signs
No one taught them to recognize
What was there before their eyes

So when the girl stood up
And walked right out the park
They did not stop her
And did not know
That this day would be her last
They need to teach more about mental health in schools. So many death could be prevented if people just know how to recognize things like depression and what to do about it.
Illya Oz Jul 2016
I lie
I know I do
And that you do too
I lie about things that matter
I lie so that people won't chatter
I lie to feel that I am blameless
I lie but am still not shameless

When I was 5 I was a lier
I stole chocolates from my mother
Then I told her it was my brother

When I was 10 I was a lier
I did not do what I should have
But I said it was all I could have

Now I'm 15 and am still a lier
My friends ask me why I don't smile
I tell them that it's just my style

I do not want to be like this
I wish I could say what is true
I wish that I could breakthrough
This web of lies
To do so would be unwise
I'm far too deep within this hole
And the time has taken its toll

*But I lie because I'm scared
Of what people might think
If they knew what I do when they blink
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