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N0thing Jan 2014
I Don't know where i'm going
But i'm gonna go,
With a smile on my face
and my head held high.

On words,
To the future!
Embrace the unknown, and welcome it with a smile :)
N0thing Jan 2014
She's too tall.
He's too short.
That's not a human, its a hippo.
Is that a stick I see walking?

Oh, how the criticism runs deep
With every word it speaks,
These poor souls become weak
With nothing to hold on to,
Not even reality

It acts so strong and superior
Claiming that we’re all inferior
But with what experience does it speak with?
After all, it is nothing more than our creation.

Society,
I ask you
Who do you claim to be?
You are not in charge of me
Nor, of any other being which you seek

All that you are,
Is  cruel beyond words
For what have these children done
To be stabbed with your words

Society,
I tell you
To be gone, for you do not belong here
Or rather, you have lost your right to

You have broken our trust, in all that we care for
So why then?
Do u act so mighty, as if you hold power over us
You are merely the result of doubt
The doubt that lives within us

The doubt of being,
Ugly, weird
Abnormal, mean
And everything that falls in between.

*Or
Maybe its just the doubt,
That this is all right,
That this
IS
Reality
N0thing Jan 2014
To The world I am a cruel being
For my frown
Is never meant to turn around
Or that is what they believe

It’s a little tragic
That after all this time
They still haven’t found the real me
The one which lives within

I am me
Truly happy with all that i am
I love my flaws
My cruel glare
and my rough skin
Really, i like my entire being

But they do not see this
Because they are blind
Since they will never see
See the real me

I may look like i care
But i really dont
You can call me whatever,
Blame me for the faults of whoever

but in the end
You really dont know me
So sit down and watch
Watch my frown never turn upside down
Since now, i believe too

That you will
Never
Ever
Know

ME
N0thing Jan 2014
Its said that the rich rule the world
That the poor are the week
It’s said that strength comes from within
That its not something given

But,
I do not agree
For i am one of them;
The idiots

I question what im told
I dont give up on the old
I hold onto my past
As a reminder
That i went through it all and survived

I am not like those people
Who would **** for money
Instead, i enjoy the simple pleasures
Given by a loving family

In short
I am different
But truly when you question the majority
An idiot is all you can be

So, to my relief
An idiot
Is all ill ever be
N0thing Jan 2014
Why is it so difficult,
Difficult to forget the past
The past i loved, but caused me pain
shouldn't it be easy?

I have nothing to hold on to
But then why?
Why can't i forget this past
This past that caused me pain.
N0thing Jan 2014
She wears beautiful white dresses
With jewelry that shines
Shes covered in make up
Head to toe
Shes got her smile, ready to go
Shes know as miss “perfect”
But what people don’t know
Is shes hiding a secret
Which no one should know
Shes a coin with 2 sides,
Yet only one shows.
The other is hidden
Behind her mask.
In reality,
She is a demon ready to strike
She has her huge horns,
Her tail so thick
And words so sharp
but,
No one suspects a thing
Because
No one shall ever know,
That  she is a coin
With only one side to show.
N0thing Jan 2014
I sit here, staring into nothing
Seeing everyone beside me laughing with great happiness
Their enjoying their time
Why aren't I enjoying mine?
Maybe its the joke, which I don't find funny
Though,
Deep down, i know the truth
I know i don't belong here
This is not my home
This is a town i'm passing through
As i journey through this life
Where I truly belong
Is my true home
As of now, I am a stranger
Who exists only to be alone
Alone in my home
My home in my mind, is where i'm alive
But for now, i’ll sit here
Stare into nothing
As I step into my thoughts;
Into my reality.
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