My poems are pretty nice, I know
These premeditated thoughts I type up
To show you a sliver of me
But you haven't met me in person

On the other side of this poem
The other side of the screen
I'm just another high school student
Plodding along with the rest

I have a few people
(like, one or two)
Who I talk to occasionally
So I can call them friends

I have a loving family
There are seven of us in the house, though
So it's a bit crowded
And crowds stress me out

I'm a bit of an introvert
So even though I hate to be lonely
I don't really mind being alone
Prefer it, actually, most of the time

In person I'm small
And a bit quiet 'till you know me
Won't talk till you show interest
Then talk your ear off in excitement

I do tend to ramble
This shows in my poetry sometimes
Mostly because I don't have chance to practice
Normal conversing behavior

I talk too fast, and too much about myself
I'm a bit annoying, to be honest
And I'm pretty absent-minded
Forgetting to eat or go to bed on occasion

In person I'm sarcastic
A bit sassy too
But I'm always scared I'll hurt someone
And at the slightest confrontation I clam up

I favor silence, and solitude
As (unhealthy) coping mechanisms
Because I hate bothering people
And will withdraw if I think I'm being irritating

In person I'm shy and solitary
In person I'm too needy and excitable
In person I'm a bit naive and lonesome
In person I'd rather die than hurt anyone

So you know my poetry—
A bit sad and fierce
With a few encouraging works thrown in—
But you haven't met me in person

h.f.m.

When you said I was beautiful.
I fell apart.
The wall I had built around my heart.
Started to crack and then it crumbled.
I closed my eyes to keep back the tears.
That had been building up for years.
Suddenly the mask of indifference fell away.
And the tears started to stray.
The pain I felt as you watched the tears stain my cheeks.
I couldn't help but feel so weak.
Your voice was hoarse, 'When you asked what's wrong?'
I stuttered, 'I've tried so hard to stay strong.
But I just can't anymore. No one's ever told me I'm beautiful.
People always utter words that are scornful.
But you were able to look past my flaws.' Then I paused.
You looked in my eyes and held my hand.
And told me the sweetest words I ever heard.
" From the moment I set eyes on you and fell in love with your eyes. Then I got to know you and fell for your personality. But when I saw your flaws. I realized how perfectly imperfect you're. And from that moment I knew you were the one."

I’m sorry for your loss,
And all of your pain,
I neglected your fire,
Among the cold winter rain.

I’m sorry you’ve felt,
Like I’ve hurt you some way.
Didn’t mean to pour tears,
All over your face.

I’m sorry I left,
As soon as I could,
I just couldn’t help it,
But I wish that I would.

I miss you so much,
That my heart can’t endure.
I wish you’d come back,
But you never will, that I'm sure.

So I’m stuck here alone,
Gone from her life.
I have no mark to make,
Cause I’m erased from her mind.

Don’t forget who you are,
You all have a place.
Remember you’re all special,
No matter what color, gender or race.

Pain will enter in,
Like a heartbroken virus.
Don’t let it become you,
Choose to still fight it,

Until your breath has ran out,
Your lungs have impaired,
You must live the now,
Love those who you care.

Here I am again crying.
Why couldn't you see that I loved you.
More than anything.

You were the one I wanted.
I loved everything about you!
You were the light in my dark world.
You were the rainbow after my storm.
But most of all you were my everything!

But you never really noticed...
Everything I did was for you!
I put all my heart into everything.
Because I believed that if I could be perfect!
You would finally notice me!

But that didn't work.
You left me like everyone else does.
Why does everyone leave?
All I want is love...
But here I am crying. Again.