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Oct 2015 · 1.1k
Moon
Amelia Pearl Oct 2015
You're like the moon.
Some nights you show your full beauty.
Just being present for everyone to appreciate and see.

Some nights you get anxious,
You hide a bit of yourself from the world.
Worried that people are tired of you.

And some nights you don't show yourself at all.
You stay in darkness, weeping.
Feeling better if you were just a secret.
Oct 2015 · 766
Years
Amelia Pearl Oct 2015
Its been years since we've met.
Years since we last said hello.
Years since I fell in love with you.

It's been years since we both left school.
Where we both were reckless teenagers.
Years since we left marks on our wrists.
I've stopped, I wonder if you ever will.

All these years, do you still remember me?
As your dog?
As your monster?
As your temporary lover?

I still remember you.
I remember you very clearly.
Because all these years,
I've never stopped loving you.
For the future
Oct 2015 · 684
I want to stop.
Amelia Pearl Oct 2015
I want to stop thinking for you.
I want to stop thinking for other people.
I badly want to stop thinking for myself.

What good does it make to sit and think?
It drowns me.
It makes me feel like I don't have a companion.

Do I?
Do I have anyone?
Does anyone love me?
Does my mother love me?
Is it possible that I may be a mistake?
Unplanned and unpleasant?

Is it possible that I make things wrong?
Who needs a person like me.
Who wants to be friends with me.
Who wants to make me their own for the rest of their lives.

Anyone would rather die than raise me.
I want to stop.
I want it all to stop.
I want my clock to stop ticking.
I want my mind to stop thinking.
I want my heart to stop beating.

I just want Everything that I have in me.. To stop.
Oct 2015 · 380
Be me.
Amelia Pearl Oct 2015
All I want is to be someone.
I dare not to say that I wasn't anyone.
But somehow I change into another.
Every year, every month.
All very different souls.

Sometimes I'm her.
Sometimes I'm that girl.
Sometimes I'm this.
I'm sick of changing.

I just want to be someone.
I want to be what I want to be.
No more change.
I want to be me.
Sep 2015 · 1.1k
Outdoors.
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
Oh how my sorrows torture me.
Quiet room and dim light.
The silence does not comfort me.
Not in the way that I want it to be.

Where is the door that leads outside?
To fresh air and freedom.
To where risks are hid and excitement lives.

How I wish to go outside.
Inside I feel, It's such a bore.
Hurt and adrenaline does not belong here.

They belong out there.
To hurt and ****,
Save the hearts of the confused,
The unorganized minds,
And the bodies of those who thirsts
for the blood of their own.

I just want to go outside.
Where I know the are many crevices to hide in.
My fingers will be *****,
My mind will be empty,
My heart will finally feel content.
I just want to be free from worry.
I really want to go outside
Sep 2015 · 586
Soon to be breathless.
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
Almost died by the sound of the night.
The silence like a knife,
stabbing me from the inside.

The substance like oxygen,
I breathed in the pain.
Wondered why I did this.
Wondered why I won't speak up.

It sickens me that I am such a scarred soul.
I beg for happiness.
But what's given is sorrow.

My heart is wild,
It's trapped in a cage,
It could easily break,
I should let it escape.

But if I do,
It has no where to go or stay.
People will scream,
Once it's in sight anyway.

No matter what,
My heart will not be happy.
Outside or not,
Still it's so weak.

My heart shouts for my mind to think.
Like a glass that fell,
My heart is shattered.
A book with skipped unwritten pages.
My mind is incomplete,
And confused of what story that's hidden within.

Aimless,
Confused,
Soon to be breathless,
I am hardly amused.
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
Till this day I still wonder why we don't make sense to eachother.
Our unending doubts with eachother caused us too much pain.
Our ego caused too much jealousy and sadness.

Was I supposed to look at you?
Was I supposed to stop on my tracks and lay eyes on such a perfect imperfection?
Was it supposed to be me or someone else?
I sometimes wonder what would I be now if I did not turn my head.

These months of challenges we face together.
This year if needed concentration on important exams.
Why did we meet this late?
Why can't you stay for another year?
So that I can know where exactly am I going with you.

But I realized.
You don't need another year.
This year is enough.
I've been in love with you for over a year and half of it we met so informally.

Rejections and lies that I seem to hold on to so dearly.
Why am I doing this to myself?
Why is my love stronger for you than anybody else?

I just need an explanation because you and I have such little time.
Either we are or we're not.
I fell for you first.
It's time you cut the rope or hold on to it.
Sep 2015 · 2.0k
Not like you care.
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
I fell today and my leg has a bruise,
But I don't need to say this to you.
Not like you care.

I woke up earlier than usual today.
But you knowing this has no use anyway.
Not like you care.

I was there for you when they weren't.
Yeah telling you this hurts.
But it's not like you care.

Give me extra pills to borrow.
And I won't be here tomorrow.
Not like you care.
Sep 2015 · 565
Not Enough
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
To just care and ask is not enough,
To love and embrace is not enough,
To tease and to hurt is not enough.

The things that I do for you is not enough.
I might be right if I said that I am not needed.
Because I see other souls,
Capable of giving you 'enough'.

I just want to be enough.
As a person.
As a friend.
And I'd be so **** happy if I am enough as a dog.
I feel like im not aknowledged.
Sep 2015 · 460
Your beauty.
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
You're beautiful in a way that makes other people want to look like you.
You're beautiful in a way that makes men, better yet women fall in love with you.

You have that kind of beauty that makes people stop on their tracks just to make sure they have your image engraved in their minds for awhile.

Your beauty makes someone's tears dry,
Your beauty makes the sun come up in a person's life,
Your beauty waters the seed that's in people's hearts, helping it grow into a flower.


Even this, your  beauty does have it's flaws.
Your beauty is clumsy,
Your beauty is confused,
Your beauty overflows its mind with thoughts of sadness and heart with sorrow

Beyond your low self-esteem,You're beautiful in so many ways.
Be it physical or not,
You're beautiful in ways that I cannot explain,
In ways that I never knew before.
You're beautiful in ways that you, yourself don't understand.

I can assure you, that you are beautiful.
And not anyone or even you can tell me otherwise.
Sep 2015 · 733
I'll stay
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
If you lie and I believe, just as long as I'm breathing, I'll stay.

And if you fall I'll pick you up and if I call you dont pick up I'll stay.

And if you're too moody to talk,
If I finally feel like giving up.
I'll keep in mind that I'm no better.
Its just one of those days.

But your lies were beautiful, they kept me intact.
They held me tight When I was being attacked.
And there's lots of people in this world, but you're an alien I know,
you're an angel dressed as a demon and I was the monster that needed healing.

I was a dog, alone and cold,
abused and scared of this big old world. But you were the light,
you guided me,
introducing me to prayers and anxiety.
Sep 2015 · 2.3k
Tattoo
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
Tattoos are supposed to be permanent.
They are supposed to stay in your life forever.
You were mine and I was yours.

But last I found out,
You drew me with a pen.
And with time you let me fade.
Replacing me with another name.
Sep 2015 · 960
Morning
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
At night I fought with the temperature that
Just can't seem to be still.
Front and back,
I turned and never got comfortable.

My eyes were closed,
My thoughts drifted to you.
Imagining that you're beside me,
Whispering for me to go to sleep.
It felt like it could be reality.
So I let it be.

My eyes opened,
And you weren't there.
My dreams were about you,
About you taking care.

The temperature is still now,
Its warm and cozy.
It felt like your gentle arms were around me,
And so I whispered.
"Good morning"
Sep 2015 · 1.2k
Last I hate you.
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
10 years of friendship.
4 were drowned and forgotten.
Found our way back
To shore in 2014.

Without much introduction,
We clicked and fit eachother like two pieces in a puzzle.
We both went through laughter and tears together.
Sad to know that these are the last tears that I will share with you.

You've always thought I was an idiot,
You weren't any different either.
But we contradict so much and it was never an issue for us.

Playful punches on my stomach,
I laugh off the pain as if it didn't hurt me as much as I thought.
I've insulted you so many times,
It's amazing you're still here.
But remember that behind every insult,
I always compliment you inside.

How great you are,
How incredible you are,
How strong you are,
How beautiful you are too.
I never agreed when you say you are ugly,
eventhough I said I agree, I don't.
You're beautiful, You've always been beautiful.

I find joy in making you smile,
I do it as much as I can because I'll never know when's the last time I'll live another day to see your stupid face.

I'm sorry that I have to leave like this,
It was never in my plan to just go.
You can be mad at me all you want,
No one can disturb you behind these white walls.

You can hit me all you want too,
I promise I won't feel the pain.
You can curse at me as much as your heart desires.
I'm deeply sorry for this.

I can't be there on your birthday and tell you how much work I've put in decorating Your birthday place.
Or how much my present for you costs.
I can't be there to complain of how late you are to our meetups.
Or tell you how stupid you look in that dress.

I can't be there on your wedding day to watch you walk down the aisle heading towards that lucky guy you finally found.
He might be shawn.
I can't be there to see that.
I can't be there to cry for you because I'd be so happy.

I can't crack jokes to you anymore or make puns that don't make sense.
I can't see your confused face when you don't understand me.
I can't be there to hear you say that you hate me..

So if you still see me breathing for my life someday,
Before they pull the plug.
I'd like to hear your last "I hate you"
Because I know that you actually mean
"I love you"
For my best friend. I'm dying. But i hope it'll never happen.
Sep 2015 · 2.5k
Bracelet
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
Our bracelets don't match
Made by different friends and me
Thanks for accepting.
Sep 2015 · 825
Teen
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
Converse shoes and sometimes vans.
Most of them aren't worn up because there's always new ones.

Skinny jeans and crop tops.
Whoever understood these shrinking styles?
This generation of despair and confusion.

Teens who look up to eachother more than their family.
Teens who find satisfaction on the side of a sharpener's razor or the end of a cigarette.
Teens who live in their young lives more than their parents ever did.

We're seeing chaos and ****** of little children.
Wars in countries that hates eachother.
The oxygen thats thinning right in front of our faces.
And how much poison being thrown at us, brainwashing youths and toddlers.
Making them miserable without them being aware of it.

But this is the generation that knows the power of loving eachother.
The generation that uses that power to stay alive.

We're living on the edge.
We're seeing what the world is becoming.
And we are the only hope, to get **** back on track.
Hell even adults say that.
Sep 2015 · 631
What do you mean?
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
What do you mean get out when you're the one who invited me?
What wrong did I do when all I've ever done was love you?

What do you mean no when you said yes?
You let my heart in with open arms and now you want to kick it out?

What do you mean Leave me alone when you begged me to stay?
I was the only one who was there for you,
Eventhough I could not see your tears,
You were dying inside.

What do you mean we're over when we never even started?
My attempts on courting you failed many times.
Thus, I fall into the circle of "just friends"

What do you mean you love me when you don't?
Sep 2015 · 2.3k
Care.
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
In a classroom where sport is more interesting than books.
Where the color violet is more loved than blue.
Just like everyone else, you have to choose.

Tired of my anger that can boil like steaming water in a kettle.
But what's great is my love that shows up as colorful as the rainbow in the sky after the rain wets the earth.

I am patient with your confused thoughts.
I am ready for your final decision.
If you choose me as your friend, then let's go out and burst bubbles, breathe in the new air.

Forget that you were ever alone.
Because my eyes still sees your smile.
My mind still dreams of beautiful things about you.
If I choose to fly for good tonight,
search for the seed in my heart and water it.
It is not important if it grows into a tree or not.
Whatever it is, care for it as you have cared for me.
Sep 2015 · 643
Unloved
Amelia Pearl Sep 2015
Cement walls surround me.
The silence tortures me.
Crossed legged on the bed
With my head down,
Staring at a razor blade.

Oh how it excites me to see,
Blood dripping from an area where my watch should be.
I am numb to physical pain.
As i have had enough insanity.

I know deep down,
My heart screams for salvation.
Yet a stronger part that shares it,
Gives hell in ways unknown.
It screams but no one is hearing it,
Not even me.

Familiar to the situation.
Where I screamed and no one listened.
Where I spoke and no one responded.
Where I cared and no one seemed to appreciate.
The impact was stronger than they thought.
They say I'll be fine and Oh how I agreed.
Then they left.

Now I am left unloved.
Forced to smile when I don't want to.
Forced to cover up on sunny days where it's hot.
Forced to cry and refuse to go Out.
They don't love me.
And I do not know how to love myself.
Aug 2015 · 1.7k
Our love.
Amelia Pearl Aug 2015
Our love is a metal heart.
A token of attraction.
Our love is black and white.
Like the cookie that used to be your favorite.

Our love is sitting next to eachother.
But words rarely come out.
Our love is staring at eachother silently and sometimes secretly.

Our love is distance and age gap.
Our love is judged.
Our love is a drama competition.
With a hug afterwards.

Our love is rejection.
Our love is left in a class alone.
Our love came back and it's unknown.

Our love is misunderstood.
Between us. Between everybody.
We never understand.
Our love is depression and red marks on our wrists.

Our love was an act.
Our love was a lie.
Our love was hope.
Our love was belief.
We suffer in the confusion of "what are we?"

I hope you see the answer and finally our love could be what it should be.
Aug 2015 · 992
Unsure
Amelia Pearl Aug 2015
If I was next to you today,
Will your heart race just like mine?
If we are apart today,
Will you cry tears of pain,
Or tears of joy?

I can never know what you are thinking.
Reading you can be such a challenge.
Some days you give me your world,
Other days you hide it from me.

I am never sure if you really love me.
Aug 2015 · 525
I'm here
Amelia Pearl Aug 2015
Cry all you want,
I'm here.

Release all your anger,
I'm here.

Love with all your heart,
I'm here.

When you accidently fall,
When you cut your wrist due to sorrow,
When you laugh at the sight of a puppy chasing it's own tail.
I will always be here.
With you.
Aug 2015 · 1.5k
Patience.
Amelia Pearl Aug 2015
Black hair and fair skin.
Blue prefect uniform.
I noticed from afar,
They caught me off guard.
I was too shy to even speak.
But I will.
For now, have patience.

Our first hello wasn't quite what I expected.
But it was enough to make my heart race.
I was confused.
what are these feelings?
I didn't know.
But I will.
For now, have patience.

I found out the answer to what I did
Not understand.
This feeling is love.
People say it's dangerous.
But I love taking risks.
For a girl like you,
I'll be patient and wait.
Aug 2015 · 790
A girl.
Amelia Pearl Aug 2015
A girl so naive and so blunt.
She never knew the world,
Never saw it as a whole.
But she believed that all she sees,
Through that small window,
is all that shows.

A girl so hopeless but yet romantic.
Hope to be a lover,
But long to be frantic.

A girl so silly, so foolish indeed.
Accepts every treasure she sees,
Whether memories it is,
Bad or Good.
Everything priceless. she will keep.
Aug 2015 · 1.1k
Paradox
Amelia Pearl Aug 2015
Being in love with a paradox,
can be quite a ride.
A lesson in months,
Love in days,
Or it just loops the other way around.

It's never boring,
You have something to love,
Something to be disappointed of,
You have something to believe in other than the existence
Of a God.

You learn about strong will,
With the hard times and the downfalls of the relationship.
But yet,
You with your hard head,
In love with a paradox of feelings,
That is quite a fitting contradiction.

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