Maggie Hargis: Poems

Oct 2018 · 194

Happiness

Maggie Hargis Oct 2018

Happiness is the elusive "unicorn" for most teens my age.
Maybe I am just being melodramatic, or "angsty".
I have no clue what to do to be an adult.
My mom says I have to be an adult and do what I need to do.
I need more money so I can save for a car.
I need gas money, and I need extra cash.
Marching band season is almost over and all that will be left is an emptiness for me.
I am sad it is almost over, but I am kind of relieved at the same time.
I am no poet.
I have no specific pentameter, or feet speed.
My poems don't even rhyme.
I'm no good at anything.
Happiness is the elusive "unicorn" for teens my age.
I hope you find your unicorn I am still looking for mine.
Untill then, I'm going to listen to music and pretend to be happy.

I... don't know anymore.

#depression #sad #happiness #emotions #emopoet #rejection

Oct 2018 · 159

The Music of Feelings

Maggie Hargis Oct 2018

The Music of Feelings

Music is the soundtrack to our lives.
When we are sad, we listen to darker tunes.
Ones that make us feel like hives.
When we are tired or trying to relax,
We listen to the sound of crashing waves.
Or the sound of smooth jazz, or windchimes.
I am mad at the world I listen to dark and angry music.
My friends think I'm a dark rain cloud while they are happy rainbows of happiness.
I'm tired of feeling numb, tired, sad, jealous, and angry.
I am jealous that they can be so happy all of the time.
I am numb to the feeling of happiness.
I am sad that I will be always rejected.
I am jealous that my friends always have a signifcant other, meanwhile I have had the same feeling for one man who I'll never have.

Again boredom has struck as well and the feelings I have currently.

Oct 2018 · 224

Me, Myself, and I.

Maggie Hargis Oct 2018

Me, Myself, and I.

I am alone
I will be with me,Myself, And I.
I will never have anyone,
all I have is myself and my possessions.
My clarinet, ukulele, guitar, and my dark mindset.
I don't like myself that much.
I miss the childhood.
Where we only colored, played, and napped.
Now we are adults
Now we have duties.
Now we have problems.
Now we all have jobs that they're pay is ****.
I wish I had a car, but that won't happen.
I'm not sponsored by mommy and daddy.
Niether was my brother.
But he also is not home anymore.
It is just me, myself and I...

I am in a dark place today.

#alone #sleep #missthechildhood

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