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My mom didn’t know English,
My dad couldn’t cook an egg.
We were lost in a unknown place,
And still we didn’t beg.

This Father’s Day
I want to say,
“Dude we’re not evil.
We survive, we find a way.”

This Father’s Day
My family’s okay.
But there’s others
who are not the same.

What a shame,
what a shame.
Los Angeles and Miami,
Can’t they see?

This Father’s Day
I want my people
To not be swayed.
It took me a while to write something today. There has been a lot of things going on, that I couldn’t choose a topic.
I’m tired of hatred
I’m tired of racism
I’m tired of anxiety
Im tired of depression.

I’m too tired to be tired.
The perfect irony, though
I’m tired of the dark,
When I live in the light.

I’m supposed to be a well
In the hot weather.
I’m supposed to be a candle,
And make your day better.

Where have I gone?
Where have I gone?
I’m too tired to think
I did something wrong.
Perhaps I can’t be happy all the time, even when everything around me is fine.
We’re more alike
than what we think
I certainly didn’t have to blink,
I already knew my heart
was made of ink.

Ink that helps me trace
words almost extinct.
In this community
Problems don’t shrink,
But our strength doesn’t sink.
Writing is not a hobby, it’s a way of life ✨✨
The secret of life is:
fall 10 times and get up 20.
After narcissist and life
Were torn apart,
A flower was born
Form the depths of his heart.

The lake in which he fell
Cried, cried and cried.
Oh lake! Why are you crying?
“Because Narcissist has died.”

Oh that’s right. He was beautiful
Wasn’t he?
“Pardon me?” Said the lake.
“I never knew.”
Every morning he came to you.

How could you not?!
“I never paid attention.
I didn’t know he was hot.”
Well then why do you sob?

“I looked at him
And he looked at me.
But all we could see
Was our own beauty.”

Too bad he only saw a mirror
And never saw a lake.
Too bad you only saw a reflection
And never his pretty face.
—both of you would’ve been amazed…
Inspired by The Alchemist. A retold fable
Sometimes I feel like a hero.
And then I feel like crap.
Sometimes I feel like a zero.
And then I feel like I’m all that.

Sometimes I want to be with friends,
Be part of something.
Sometimes I want to be alone,
And go star gazing.

Sometimes we’re too much.
Sometimes we’re not enough.
But we’re always amazing…
A mistake does not define you. A good action doesn’t make you a God. But it’s all those “sometimes” that make you, YOU.
If fate is a friend,
Then pain is too.
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