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We are just sitting and waiting.
Waiting for our lives to begin.
Our standards are too high.
The stories we hear are too grand.
It's some days we see our lives are going no where frighteningly quick.
So we try and ***** out the "normal" like flame on a wick.
We are hungry for adventure and end up starving.
I've asked myself numerous times, "Why not me? Why?"
I see the same look though in everyone else, I see the "why" in their own craving eye.
No one gets a story. No one gets a tale, and the few of us that try only get new tears to collect for lost dreams.
You can thank the silver screen for this stigma folks.
We shoot for the stars and just look like jokes.
So don't keep trying to one-up reality.
We're all here for the long run.
If you keep on trying you'll end up like me.
All I have is a cocktail of confusion and sadness in the cavity where my heart was yet now I place my lack of purpose.
i feel like the world is too racist.
people say that racism doesnt exist anymore

explain to me why people make fun of gays.
people say gays got nothin on me

bigger people are afraid to show their stomach
people say theyre fat

transgender people are afraid to be who they really are and need to be.
people think theyre crazy

i just dont understand. white
policeman are killing black|hispanic|mexican|and all of the above

racism still exists.
EQUALITY needs to step in

gays are people too.
they like the same gender... um okay. they have a different personality.

bigger people are bigger. they eat more. okay.
mostly the world is the reason. they fet made fun of. the only answer is food.


transgender people dont feel comfortable in theyre own bodies. they want to feel comfortable. they want to be their own kind of beautiful

answer my prayers and love one another. gay or straight. black or white. big or skinney. girl or boy.

be equal and love
I love you
Oh, so very much I do!
Your beauty is the drug for my eyes
Your laugh is the melody for my ears
Your touch is the ecstatic sensation for my mind
Your sweet loving ebrace is the home for my soul
Oh how much I love you
So, so much I do.
May these things I forever feel
For you my darling I would kneel
Based on a friend that I helped set up the idea so he could propose to the love of his life.
All I do is care,
Life still though is unfair.
Such a simple poem I wouldn't be surprised if its already written.
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