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Aimée Oct 25
You don't deserve me,
If you treat me poor,
You don't deserve me,
When you make my heart sore,
You don't deserve me,
If you make me feel like less,
You don't deserve me,
If you treat me like a test.
You don't deserve me,
If you get joy out of my pain,
You don't deserve me,
And don't you dare complain.
If I treated you well,
And still you treated me bad,
You're not worthy,
And I deserve better than that.
I'm sure a lot of people can relate to this poem.
Aimée Oct 17
Orange, brown leaves,
Fall & sway down from branches on trees,
Everybody wrapped up in their cozy warm sweater & coats,
Sipping on warm coffee & tea.
The sweater weather's here behold,
And summers clothes we start to put away & fold.
We notice spooky decorations already down some streets,
And some of them would give you the creeps,
If you dare,
come take a peek.
Aimée Sep 28
Living with social anxiety,
Is like living in survival mode every single day,
Like trying to dodge loads of obstacles in a video game,
It's like standing on the edge of a cliff,
While your heart pounds out of your chest,
While you sweat & you overthink,
And you take shallow breaths.
You don't like crowded places,
Because when you're in one,
The panic attacks are overwhelming,
Self conciousness is not at all fun.
Try being around people,
While you awkwardly stand there,
And your mind is racing even though you don't want to care,
People start to notice, then people start to stare,
So then you end up stuck back in your house,
And depression takes a chair.
It's a storm in a teacup,
That goes round and round,
And you don't know what to do,
How to try and get back out.
I wrote this poem because social anxiety disorder is a condition that can be really debilitating to live with.

It causes extreme anxiety when going out to a point where you're overly self concious, and people do notice. But you don't want them to notice.

It can make you feel like you're constantly being scrutinised & judged, or seen as 'strange' People may give you ***** looks like as if you're some ******, stare, laugh or say hurtful things, and that affects the person suffering with this condition.

So they end up having an issue with going out, and being social, & then become depressed & feel they can't change, because every time they do make an effort to change or try, society can be quite cruel. That's what makes it difficult.

I think this condition needs to spoken about more, as it's not understood.
Aimée Sep 28
Thunder rumbles in the sky,
Lightning strikes from clouds up high,
Terrential rain comes pouring down,
A million hailstones hits the ground,
Stay inside and don't go out,
Don't touch metal or stay too long outside the house.
Avoid the windows,
Wear rubber soles,
And don't go golfing,
Just to get 'Par' in holes.
Don't go near electrical sockets,
It's dangerous so,
Maybe, avoid it?
Just keep safe,
And don't be foolish.
Aimée Sep 21
Ruby suddenly realised,
That the hours had wasted away,
Instead of staring like a zombie at a mobile phone,
She could of been out there having a good day.
Ruby felt quite tired,
When she put her phone down,
"This isn't making me feel good at all, it's only making me frown"
"Why am I so exhausted?"
"Like as if I didn't get any rest?!"
A blue light is shining out of your  phone,
Draining your energy,
What do you expect?
Ruby decided to switch her phone off,
"That's enough of that for the day"
She got up from where she was sitting,
Leaving the phone as she walked away.
"A break is something that I need,
What am I doing comparing myself to them?"
"Trying to make me feel like a 0 when I'm more than even a 10"
Aimée Sep 21
Ruby picked up her phone,
And clicked on Instagram,
She kept scrolling down through everyone's posts,
And for hours her phone was in her hand.
Ruby saw happy couples,
Smiles on every face,
Picture perfect flawless skin,
Food that looked too good to taste.
Luxuries & mansion houses,
Celebs living great lives,
Models eating salad leaves,
Jeans cinched in at their sides.
Ruby went doomscrolling,
Right down through the reels,
Short video after video,
Purposely addictive,
Cause these companies are hungry for the money, like a meal.
Aimée Sep 21
Remember years ago,
When we were young?
Cycling and racing eachother on our bikes with friends out in the warm evening sun,
Waiting for school to be out,
And Friday to come?
Playing games on Windows XP,
Collecting Silly Bandz was fun.
We used to create imaginary worlds,
That was made up in our heads,
And listened to our favourite story,
As we snuggled down in bed,
Every day felt so long,
And a year felt far away,
Watching loads of cartoons, home alone,
But things aren't the same today.
Back then, things were more fun,
And kids acted like kids,
It's like social media has taken away  childhood, like the ones we 2000s kids used to live.
Now instead of making their own fun,
They're watching Tik tok, applying skincare products & foundation!?!
What the hell has happened now,
What's happened to this nation?
It's quite sad when you think about it,
Cause all children should live their childhood,
Because you only get to live it once,
So please don't take it for granted.
Take it from me, at 23,
Don't try to grow up too fast,
Because when you get to a certain age,
You think back & wish that those fun memories & times would last.
I wrote this poem with some 2000s Nostalgia! I had a really good childhood growing up without the influence of the internet the way it is today. I noticed that kids these days are glued to mobile phones, and trying to act like they're older then they are. The moral of this poem is that kids shouldn't take their childhood for granted & try to grow up too quick & getting influenced by the Internet. You only get to live it once. Don't wish it away.
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