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What's the
point of having
a life when
your every thought
is for
someone else?
It sickens me to see kids spend every second of every day devoting everything they have just to support an ******* or someone who just isn't worth it.
I will not interfere with your relationships.
I respect you too much for that.
But if I hear that someone is hurting you.
I will not hesitate to keep the promise I made to you.
Don’t look in the mirror
It lies to your face.
Don’t you cry or shiver
You’re beautiful with grace.

Don’t listen to their taunts
They are no one to judge
Don’t agree to their wants
Let them keep a grudge.

You think you don’t deserve it
But that is where you’re wrong
Beauty lies within, every bit
Be confident, stay strong.

The ones who put you down today
Will suffer tomorrow
You shouldn't care about their say
**** those voices with an arrow.

If they love you, it’s just you
So don’t pretend to be someone
It doesn't matter what you do
Stay by yourself, don’t you run.

This mirror is *****
It will show flaws even if you have none
But you know you’re pretty
So smile brighter than the sun.

-Zainab Attari
I am alone,
Like a structureless prose,
A dark waste of space,
A wilting rose.

I am alive,
But they'd rather I die,
Buried deep underground,
Never to be found.
Adapted lyrics
If I'm sick please be my remedy
If it's music please be my harmony
And baby please if you see my on the street
Don't smile near me
Because I'll fall in love again
I wage war
That's never been seen before
Is sanity worth fighting for?
I'm not really sure

Insanity?
A calamity?
I call it individuality!

Who is Society
To create this hypocrisy?!?
It seems like such a tragedy
To waste such ingenuity
To dull the creativity
You must have been in a place so dark
You couldn't feel the light
Reachin' for you through that stormy cloud
Now here we are
Gathered in our little hometown
This can't be the way you meant to draw a crowd

Oh why, that's what I keep asking
Was there anything I could've
Said or done
Oh, I had no clue you were
Masking
A troubled soul, God only knows
What went wrong and why
You would leave the stage
In the middle of a song

Now in my mind I'll keep you frozen
As a seventeen-year-old
Rounding third to score the
Winning run
You always played with passion
No matter what the game
When you took the stage
You'd shine just like the sun

Oh why, that's what I keep asking
Was there anything I could've
Said or done
Oh, I had no clue you were
Masking
A troubled soul, God only knows
What went wrong and why
You would leave the stage
In the middle of a song

Now the oak trees are swaying
In the early autumn breeze
A golden sun is shining on my face
Through tangled thoughts
I hear a mockingbird sing
This old world really ain't that
Bad of a place


Oh why, there's no comprehending
And who am I to try to
Judge or explain
Oh, but I do have one
Burning question

Who told you life wasn't
Worth the fight
They were wrong, they lied
Now you're gone and we cry
'Cause it's not like you to
Walk away
In the middle of a song


Your beautiful song
Your absolutely beautiful song
"Why?" by Rascal Flatts is about a teenage boy who took his own life. The boy must have been in a dark place with his mind and emotions, but never showed them until it was too late. The man who is singing this repeadedly asks the question "Why?", meaning, *why would you want to take your life so soon?, why didn't you ask for help?, why would you leave the stage in the middle of your beautiful song?*
towards the end, the man says "This old world really ain't that bad of a place", he is absolutely correct. This world isn't bad, at all. Then he asks a question that makes the audience think: "Who told you life wasnt worth the fight? They were wrong, they lied. Now you're gone, and we cry"

I recited this piece for  speech competition two years ago and left the entire room in tears. My score did not matter to me, I simply wanted to get the message across. If you are experiencing depression, or any "dark place" PLEASE talk to somebody. I have had my share of dark times, but I promise it can get better in the end. I am more than happy if you would want to talk to me! :) Just message me and we will talk. :)

R.I.P.... T.S. and T.B. <3 See you soon my brothers.
Sometimes I am unraveling,
slowly coming apart,
at the seams,

Sometimes I am strong,
standing tall,
and acting quickly,

Sometimes I am nice,
helping the others,
being selfless,

Sometimes I am cruel,
hurtful to everyone,
and uncaring,

Sometimes I lose hope,
but that does not,
ever last,
Semi-okay poem
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