B M - Hello Poetry

B M Jul 2014

Part 24

After long conversations and me going over it again and again in my head,
I came to the conclusion that
You aren’t good enough for me
You aren’t what I need
You aren’t the one and
You aren’t worth it
I’m disappointed that it took me this long to this conclusion
Trial and error I suppose
It’s easy to move on when there’s no feelings left
And I’m happy to report
I don’t give a single **** about you
I’m done chasing people who aren’t worth my time
It was fun while it lasted
But I don’t play games
Not with my life
One of us had to grow up
And it obviously isn’t going to be you

Jul 2014

haysia

Life

"Life isn't complicated." People are.
Life is unfair to you
Life is unfair to me
Life is unfair to them
Life is unfair to all of us
So, life is fair.
Don't blame it all in this world
or in your life.
When you make a choice
You should know to handle the consequences

Life is too short to worry about.

#love #life #happy #thoughts #laugh #live

B M Jul 2014

******* ****

I ******* hate how everyone complains about their life.
How nothing is good enough for them anymore
It's life everyone lives in a shell of self-loathing
Constantly looking for approval
Even now
I'm complaining about how other people complain
The fact that basically every country hates america
Makes no sense to me as well.
The **** is up with that?
How can you hate an entire country based soley on one group and/or government?
How can that be justified?
The same thing for the middle east.
You can't hate 20+ countries because of ONE group of extremists.
Open up your ******* eyes and realize that hating all of these people is a waste of time.
So
Everyone
Stop complaining about your life and start living it
You live until you die so why are you wasting all this time?

not a poem, just me ranting. not my best at all but needed to talk about it

B M Jul 2014

Trick face

After long conversations and me going over it again and again in my head,
I came to the conclusion that
You aren’t good enough for me
You aren’t what I need
You aren’t the one and
You aren’t worth it
I’m disappointed that it took me this long to this conclusion
Trial and error I suppose
It’s easy to move on when there’s no feelings left
And I’m happy to report
I don’t give a single **** about you
I’m done chasing people who aren’t worth my time
It was fun while it lasted
But I don’t play games
Not with my life
One of us had to grow up
And it obviously isn’t going to be you

B M Jul 2014

It was optional

People come and go
And as much as I wanted you to stay forever
It just wasn't realistic
I’m complicated
You’re simple
I’m serious
You’re goofy
You thought you knew me
And you know nothing at all
As time passes
I've realized these things
And
They've helped me move on
Forget about you
So yeah
******* too
******* for making me think that we could work
And ******* for proving me wrong

B M Jul 2014

Black and White

I’ve never known black and white
I can’t be one or the other
I’m the in between
In the gray is where I voice my opinions
The “it depends” or “sometimes” is often my vocabulary
I have strong opinions, yes, but
None of them are right or wrong
Black or white
It just wasn't how I grew up
I learned that nothing is one or the other
They’re both

B M Jul 2014

Since the last time we spoke

Since the last time we spoke
I wrote a lot
About love
About you
About how things change
Since the last time we spoke
I learned
I grew
I cried
Since the last time we spoke
The world changed
Our family changed
My perspective changed
Since the last time we spoke
I met new people
Who in turn
Changed me
I know you aren’t here anymore
And I wish that you were
So you could see how much I’ve grown
As a person
As a friend
As a granddaughter
Since the last time we spoke
I learned a lot about love
About how it can be the greatest
And worst thing
Depending on if you let it be or not
Since the last time we spoke
You passed away
I miss you
Since the last time we spoke
I learned that as long as you remember them
They never leave you
Since the last time we spoke
I began to memorize everything about you
Your laugh
Your clothes
Since the last time we spoke
I began to write
It helps
But I never wanted to see you go