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bethany cotton Oct 2014
oh you must be emo
i mean the way your music screams and screeches
oh you must be a preppy little *****
i mean the way you one direction blares
oh you must be old too
i mean the way you prehistoric music plays
oh you must be a jesus freak
i mean the way your gospel music is sung
well does music really define you
i mean i knew a person
she was happy
she was a tomboy
she was young
you knew her to be a christian yes
but her music was a variety
you'd think her crazy
you'd call her music taste bi polar
oh well you must hate all gay people
i mean you go to church on sundays
oh well you know t'v is in color right
i mean the stuff you watch doesn't even have sound or words
oh well you must be happy never thought about depression huh
i mean your hair is blonde clothes are pink and you're head cheerleader
oh well you must only own long sleeves and take anti depressants
i mean you are always so quiet and never stand up for your self
but that girl who goes to church
she doesn't feel accepted at church because shes gay
but that girl who watches black and white t.v.
it was her moms favorite movie
but that pretty blonde cheerleader
her dads a drunk and beats her and her mom
but that girl painted black
shes really nice once you get to know her
if only you knew her secret
if only you knew her mother
if only you lifted up her skirt and looked at her thighs
if only you got to know her
never let a persons music or look describe them
why don't you go try to talk to them
bethany cotton Oct 2014
All that I've been through I can say I made it
I've been put down
I've been helped up
Look where I am now
Friends who care
Family who loves me
there was a time
A time that was dark
depression took over
if i thought to myself to much
id be sad id sit there and stare
and if you asked me what was wrong
You know what i would say
I was tired
Tired of all the *******
that the fake friends
and the teasing the bullying
yet it made me stronger than ever
all that i've been through i can say i made it
through the ******* ******* to the other side safely
bethany cotton Apr 2014
I can't write the words to this poem
yet when i get a word they just keep on flowin'
tryin' to listen to the sounds of nature while the wind is blowin'
you look up to one person thinking they are all knowing
yet when you write a rhyme so good the crowd starts woeing
large with proudness you start glowing
  Mar 2014 bethany cotton
Sahra Maxwell
In a perfect world
I would have you
I would be pretty
I would be smart
I would be perfect
But perfect doesn’t exist
So instead I go unnoticed
I’m not pretty, no matter how much I put makeup on
I’m failing my classes
This is a cold world
It's far from perfect
bethany cotton Mar 2014
my friends call me funny
my true friends call me ******* and stupid
intelligent
charismatic
unbiased
energetic
I will be everything but perfect and still working on accepting that
this poem is about me with words it is shown
please take a moment and put away your phones
this poems about i and i alone
compassionate
zany
persevering
idiosyncratic
narwhal loving kind of person
I will always be me and nothing more
i'm a lot of things like i've said just before
bethany cotton Mar 2014
My head is a place filled with glitter and sparkles
unicorns roam there daily
heroes and wizards adventure on bravely
the unicorn narwhal party still raving
my mind starts caving in
as the teacher slams the work on my desk
ripping me from my thoughts
the unicorn narwhal party no longer raving
the villians may have actually started behaving
i should have paid more attention
so when i heard him meantion
my name
you think school is  a game
he stated
i waited
it felt as if the world was upon
my shoulder
for i had no answer
i could not think
all eyes land upon me
my cheeks turn a rosy pink
if only i could sit back in my chair and sink
into nothing
for the greatest shame
is this horrid fame
he repeats my name
my knowledge starts to wane
i start to feel a sharp pain
in my head as i burst awake
for this all to be a dream
is just too mean
bethany cotton Dec 2013
rainbows and peppermint tea
People wishing to express themselves freely
Only wishing to be accepted
But instead they only got rejected
So what if they love the same gender ' ' '
You hurt her now you have to mend her
So what if they can’t get married
But the hate will always be carried
Gay rights should be there
And everything would be fair
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