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4.4k · Aug 2021
Direct Message
Bugs Spencer Aug 2021
words, I read them
they are stuck in my brain
words, I know who they are from
speak, but I stay in my lane

words, they slice my thumbs
sliding them across the screen
words, what have they made me become?
speak, but I'm only a teen

words, they made me succumb
can someone know my pain
words, can I ask someone to come
speak, "I need help to stay safe and sane"
987 · Dec 2019
The People Pleaser
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Happiness
Is found in a dress
Compress
My stomach
Impress
the crowd
Always say yes
Please the people
Maybe I don’t want to please
But I freeze
I do things for you
Yet, never for me
I’m down on my knees
I wheeze
“I can be free”
I can be free from the weight on my shoulder. If I change my mindset and stand on my faults instead of putting them on my head like bricks then I can live for me and let you lean on me when you need.
793 · Jan 2022
Untitled
Bugs Spencer Jan 2022
My thirst grows as the cup flows
If I drink
My lips will turn red as a rose
If I drink
My thirst will not learn to slow
So I bite my tongue
and I say
"keep me safe, keep me safe"
734 · Feb 2022
Untitled
Bugs Spencer Feb 2022
You said friends
I said lovers
You said chance
I said lovers
You said lovers

I said romance
You said passion
I said hugs
You said skin

You said friends
I said friends
Then you left
and I said LIAR
671 · Dec 2019
Love Fertilizes
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Love is a luxury
Yet no one can label it
Some have a lack of love
The land in their heart unfertilized
No fruits to be produced
I must admit
We could use a little unconditional love
Let the land be fertilized
Fruits of peace
Fruits of patience
Fruits of joy, kindness, gentleness
Oh, the feeling of goodness
Yes, it is a luxury
Love is a luxury. We can stay alive without it but living without it is different. Who can truly live without some kind of love in their life? We all need a little bit of love in this crazy world. Love makes life better and easier.
642 · Aug 2022
Deadname
Bugs Spencer Aug 2022
They call my name and I fall
Falling, Falling yes Falling
It has me feeling quite tall

You call my name and I fall
Falling, falling, yes Falling
I shrink to the ground, feeling small

And hey deadname
I hate your stupid guts
You ruined everything and anything
there's no one else to blame

And oh my God
I'm sorry for fixing your
mistakes
I didn't know you'd mind so much

Now people look at me differently
They seem to pray to you God
"Change her" they ask of you intently

spewing hate and judgement gently
It only hurts if it has sharp edges
Sugar coated pills I take daily

And hey deadname
I hate your stupid guts
You ruined everything and anything
there's no one else to blame

And oh my God
I'm sorry for fixing your
mistakes
I didn't know you'd mind so much

Colors cover my body and brain
Sticky thoughts, sticky hands
But I'm the one to blame

I treat the sickness you gave
Without your sugar coated drug
acceptance is what I crave
589 · Feb 2021
Untitled
Bugs Spencer Feb 2021
The past impacts
our future
and
our future
will be our past.
544 · Dec 2019
Mansion
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Everything is temporary
My mansion is temporary
The monsters in my mansion
they might live forever
Not in my mansion but they’ll live in another

I am always wary
For the monster are scary
Isn’t that why we call them monsters?
I have to be clever

They may never get the best of me
I will fight until I die
Whatever, whenever, wherever
They cannot defeat me until I’m dead
I’m not about to let them have that
525 · Nov 2023
CONSUME
Bugs Spencer Nov 2023
Wake up and I swallow
Instagram reels and dry pills
to help feel less hollow

Bite into tender flesh
sip on my blood coffee
their pain is still so fresh

New phone every new year
six marketable colors
screams fall on a deaf ear

My hair begins, thins out
checking all the labels
ingredients I do doubt

All we do is consume
no matter what the cost
dead families, no tomb

Wake up and listen in
They don't care about us
Money hungry eat skin
493 · Oct 2021
Dissociated
Bugs Spencer Oct 2021
The world goes on around me
disconnected
I watch as I'm unnoticed
neglected
A glance; I don't recognize me
reflected
My struggles they go
undetected
I'm working on being
connected
It can be hard when you aren't
accepted
It can be hard when you had to be
disconnected
It's the only way to survive I know
Dissociated
477 · Dec 2019
said
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
You’re in my head
Taking up space
What you said
Floating around
The world drowned out
The only sound
You and I
And what I said
416 · Jan 2022
Children
Bugs Spencer Jan 2022
Am I to young for this?
The hate I see unveiled
It spreads like the sickness
Am I too young for this?
My body is weak and hurt
It begs for forgiveness
Are we to young for this?
411 · Mar 2022
I'm sorry Mom
Bugs Spencer Mar 2022
I love myself until I don't
I am sure that I won't
until the moment I do
I am happy off the pills and diet
until others keep quiet
and another moment so am I
401 · Dec 2019
Joy
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Joy
I’m dancing out of the dark
I’m jumping in the light

My joy becomes a weapon
And I begin to fight

Let this mark
A new beginning

A war against demons
Is fought with joy
360 · Jan 2020
Princess Test
Bugs Spencer Jan 2020
The test of a princess
Is piled high
Like her ego
Mattresses stacked one after another
But the height isn't a bother
She'll demand to step on others
Using them to get to the top
Stomping her foot on their head

The test of a princess
Is sensitive
As she laid down
Pulling covers up to her chin
She is uncomfortable
The unknown pea
Able to bruise porcelain skin
Her sleep now departed

Im not participating
No petty fights
I have debates
No people used as stepping stones
I build by own stairs with hard work
My ego does not make me better
I humble myself and always search
I search for new ways to grow
For I am confident and I know

My skin is also sensitive
Sensitive to others in need
Sensitive to the ones trying and fighting
Not the ones calling for attention
Or whining of a perfect princess
A tiny pea does not bruise me
Words spoken in hateful spiteful rage
They may pass right through me
For I shall not be phased

I'm not participating in this contest
I do not wish to be a princess
The truth is a am no princess
If that makes me any less
I honestly don't care one bit
I don't get knocked down
Without getting back up
I strive to be me
For I am confident and I know
I am no princess
357 · Oct 2021
I'm Here Too
Bugs Spencer Oct 2021
At the table sit the able and fittest of society
Whether that be true or not does not matter
As they think of only others like them
The able and fit in society to benefit
And what of those not as able or fit?
They are forgotten, they have no place to sit
So a society stays benefiting only the "normal"
While the lives are gawked at and hurdlers bigger for the "abnormal"
297 · Dec 2019
Reflection
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
The chains binding
Have been broken
I still have the cuffs
I may be walking free
But my hands are still weighed down
Now I’m finding
Me, myself and I

I wish to see clearer
Past imperfection
Yet, chains are heavy
Even after they have been broken

Look in the mirror
I hate my reflection
I feel infected
Self-hate as my infection
Have I lost my direction?

"No, you aren’t the definition of perfection
That doesn’t mean to hate your reflection
Maybe you have lost your direction
You see you have to be lost before you become found
Don’t forget you no longer have a need to be bound
You have been crowned
There is no one just like you
A ruler of yourself you are
When you look at the night sky
Admire the stars
You are a star"
282 · Dec 2019
Your Story
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Die with memories
Memories are your stories
Stories of your dreams
Let your dreams become reality
When you die don't die with dreams, die with memories of you achieving your dreams.
274 · Dec 2019
Underneath
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
I’m 10 feet down
All day, all night
But I’m rising up
Dirt is filling my eye
Pressing all around
I’m clawing and fighting
My fire shall never die
You could make me blind
You can make me all alone
You can **** my hope
But I won’t let you win
You win when I step off that bridge
You win when I stop fighting
So, let me make it known
You can cope
You do have hope
You aren’t alone
Reach out
Forget your fear
Forget your doubt
I've struggled with depression for 6 years and anxiety for 4 years now. It is a constant battle every day to find energy. Some days are extremely easy while others feel like I'm going to give in. I wrote this for myself, others and my boyfriend to hopefully help us all struggling. Love you guys. wishing you a good day.
248 · Aug 2021
Melodies
Bugs Spencer Aug 2021
Every word sends waves in my brain
I can close my eyes and see the rain
the beat thrums with my heart
sometimes it's all I have when nothing else remains
240 · Feb 2022
Untitled
Bugs Spencer Feb 2022
I bought a barbie doll yesterday
She looked so pretty
I've stared from afar wishing to rewind
to go back to innocent play
I cast aside my dolls to early
Oh, what if kids were more kind?
Would I have kept my dolls that day?
234 · Dec 2019
Fool
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
I’m a fool
My craziness is spilling
A page catching the words
Forever falling
Out of my head
Overjoy or overreact
Lean because I lack
233 · Dec 2019
Choice
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Life is not a movie
It is not full of tropes
Or unrealistic hopes
Just some ropes
Binding you to the choices you make
Consequences for everything you do
Some make it through life by being fake
Some by their passion

My mistakes keep me awake
I can feel myself break
What’s at stake?
If I cross that line
Can I ever be fine?
I will not whine
for more time
I now have to make a choice
And find my own voice
You can find your voice. Just take a breath. Let the past go and focus on the now.
231 · Dec 2019
Little butterfly
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Wings flowing back and forth
Keeping little butterfly up
Wind challenging the little insect
Strong breezes tumbling

To the north
The little butterfly must go
The road not easy nor perfect
No time for bumbling

The bees may rumble and bumble
But not little butterfly
Little butterfly is silent and graceful
Now which of the two survives?
Sometimes I feel like a bee being loud and obnoxious. Other times I feel as if I am the butterfly keeping to myself; floating through life quietly. There is a time and place for both. If you are a bee at the wrong time you pay the consequences. If you are a butterfly at the wrong time you miss out on certain opportunities in life.
228 · Dec 2019
Together
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
The snow is falling
Lights Shining
All the colors so bright
Smell of peppermint candy canes
And warm hot chocolate
But all I need is the warmth of family
Who needs the Christmas light?
Or gifts under a green tree
When we have us here
Together
Family forever
We shall remain together
221 · Mar 2022
I don't want you anymore
Bugs Spencer Mar 2022
I wasn't mad that you left
Time apart is beneficial
and I won't make you stay
It was the fact you lied
It was the fact you didn't let me know
how you felt, why you ignored me, anything
So when you decided it was time,
that you wanted to come back to friends
I was and am bitter and unforgiving
You didn't communicate when I tried
So hear me when I communicate
Kindly let me go, go back to nothing
188 · Oct 2021
The Sun Meets the Moon
Bugs Spencer Oct 2021
Fire burns bright and warm
It’s orange hue casted across the earth
Warming the day and resting on her face

A shadow casted behind; the shape her perfect form
In that dark a mother brings life in birth
Her coolness brings peace and grace

Soon she will leave again
Even now the space is too much
I long to trace her face with my fingers
But because I give life, I can also bring death

You I can never hold
You I can never kiss
You I may destroy
So, watch from here I must
You I impossibly love
180 · May 2020
The constant search
Bugs Spencer May 2020
I wonder do we ever know who we are because it seems to me everyone is searching for more.

They try to grasp at more of themselves discovering as they discover the world.

Spending time with freinds discovering more about one another.

I'm in the same boat looking into the mirror questioning myself to search for more within.

What lies beneath this skin?
172 · Mar 2022
My Mobility Aids
Bugs Spencer Mar 2022
When your body is full of blades
You can rely on the right aids
Meet Sarah she has a lap to sit
I made a pillow as a gift
She also has wheels that roll
When people don't move we bowl

Then there is Cain
He is, in fact a cane
He is always there to lean on
Some say he is plain
So I gave him pictures I've drawn
My favorite is the black swan

I love my mobility aids
and some days
I don't need my aids
I use what I need for that day
So if you see me with Sarah or Caine
You can always wave, "Hey"
Might turn this into kids book and illustrate it myself!
165 · Dec 2019
Calling
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Do you hear it?
The whispers in the wind
Do you feel it?
Nature's call
It's buzzing so loudly
Yet so silently
164 · Dec 2021
Dancing Fairy
Bugs Spencer Dec 2021
Watch her go, watch her fall
She can say no, she can bawl

Yet, she continues to dance
she tries to keep them entranced

"Let me earn your praise, your love"
She forgets her wings to fly above

Her once shining wings
that had drawn in kings,

now are dull and weak
She's burnt out
150 · Nov 2020
A tool or a weapon
Bugs Spencer Nov 2020
The weight seems to squeeze the air from your lungs
its a feeling that stays, doesn't it

The sharpest weapons are tongues
but they are also the kindest tools

The wielder of a mighty tool brings peace
so listen to the simple still non-still of earth

Breath in deep and use the kindest tool you have on you.
144 · Dec 2019
Untitled
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Movies last a few hours
My memory shall last forever
141 · Sep 2021
Echo
Bugs Spencer Sep 2021
It echoes around me
there's no looking back
I'm leaving the cave
her name lines the walls
She is just an echo
The past fades
We are an echo
130 · Apr 2022
Society's Score
Bugs Spencer Apr 2022
I always thought diplomas should be golden

Or maybe the papers that hold high ACT scores

For years you study and stress and hold in

All for these papers to decide your open doors

I know some who put their worth on it

Like this test is everything they are and will be

For a time, I believed that too I must admit

Truth is, I am not smart on paper and where does that leave me?

I spent to much time thinking I was dumb

I am a highly intelligent being just not on what they test for

My life can’t rest on test scores because I’d succumb

My feet would slip into the depths stuck underneath society’s floor
119 · Jan 2020
Down to Earth
Bugs Spencer Jan 2020
Earthquakes
The earth shakes and breaks
My reality now shattering
Falling down into great lakes
A new earth
No more stressful headaches
So happy to escape
Why face what's real
When I have something better
Fantasy
118 · Feb 2022
Speak Hate to Me
Bugs Spencer Feb 2022
You hate me, do you not?
Sickness you breathe into me
Political wars you form
I see that smile of glee
I know you hate me world
I don't know if God knows it
But sickness was always here
I hate me, do you not?
116 · Oct 2021
No Longer Lying
Bugs Spencer Oct 2021
I close my eyes to listen
The wind caresses me
The trees whisper
The birds sing a melody
My eyes do not open

I blindly reach to feel
The winds whistle
The trees shake
The birds fly off
My hand finds the surface

I pull myself to live
The winds push me
The Trees gossip
The birds ignore me
My body is alive

I know they prefer me dead
The casket broke
The lies of "normal" are no more
The forcing of my mask no more
My eyes are open
114 · Oct 2021
Many Things To Discover
Bugs Spencer Oct 2021
Am I lost or am I finding myself?
My feet carry me forward
Like I know the way
I don’t know the destination

Am I confused or am I confident?
My ears hear others call me lost
I continue like I know the way
I don’t know the destination

Am I finding myself in confidence?
My path is not easy or clear
I continue to find my way
I have many destinations to discover
112 · Jan 2021
Don't Believe
Bugs Spencer Jan 2021
Comparing is poison
It’s killing you and me
The lies of perfection
We ain’t going to believe  

They say beauty is the key
“All the fame, don’t you want to receive?”
It only costs my subjection
It only costs my connection
It only costs my affection

Good grades will only get you so far
“You need a fancy car”
They say, They say
Now I’m saying beauty is the key

What happened to me?
What happened to not falling into the lies
I wasn’t supposed to agree
Now my happiness dies

Beauty and perfection
Striving to always be better is an infection
Worthless is what I see in my reflection
I want to love my imperfection
Imperfections are perfection
112 · Jan 2020
Crazy
Bugs Spencer Jan 2020
I'm infected
I'm trying to deal with the pressure
I'm trying to deal with deppression
Listen to my confession
All I have is this aggression
Perfection is my obsession
Art is my only self-expression
Do not question
my senses of direction
I know I must make progression
oh look at the the time
I have to go in for my teary session
108 · Mar 2022
Untitled
Bugs Spencer Mar 2022
I've seen people know wrong
yet they are gray and cold
They turn blind eyes
Letting wrong go along
Their excuse for it all,
"It is what it is. I can't change it"
Kids watch and learn to get old
doing nothing to help change the world
"what can you do"
I can speak against it, I can shine a light
It can’t stay in the dark as something we mutter under our breath
The moment we accept it as something unchangeable
Is the moment it becomes unchangeable
105 · Dec 2019
Coffee
Bugs Spencer Dec 2019
Coffee
My daily bread
Dread
My day without caffeine
Mean
I am without it
Split
My head as I work
****
Myself awake
Make
Me some coffee
I need my caffeine
Not sweet toffee
Bitter black as night
Coffee
104 · Feb 2020
Flying high
Bugs Spencer Feb 2020
My head sunk beneath
the water passing my teeth
Blinking my eyes in the deep blue
Strangely I felt like I could fly
Maybe if I flew I could touch the sky
The sound of serene green
The sea seems to wash away,
what was left of me
My soul now flies high
Soaring above the blue-green sea
My eyes looking all around
I am free
I am now reborn as a flying bird
100 · Sep 2021
How Change Can Come
Bugs Spencer Sep 2021
In the dark I lived
In the dark I despised
Only catching glimpses of light
Through the cracks
Brief moments of over-excitement
Moments that had me deceived

But that isn’t my life
The darkness is not me
Breaking through to the light
Through the cracks
A lasting feeling of incitement
This is not a moment, this is a change

In the light I live
In the light I love
Only moments of shadows
From the clouds
I am stable, full of encouragement
I reach out, I reach to live
I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder about half a year ago which was a better explanation from my intense moments of depression and being so happy, ready to try and change my life only to fail because I fell into depression again.

I wrote this inspired by my experience with bipolar and how far I've come because with the proper diagnosis I was put on the right medication and given the correct coping skills to balance out my emotions. I feel in control finally of my life and it all came from reaching out and finding the right therapist which i also understand isn't always possible for everyone, but reaching out in your darkest moments to friends may severely help.
96 · Nov 2021
Again
Bugs Spencer Nov 2021
When death takes my hand
           I will hold yours in my other
              And promise to find you in every afterlife
                      I promise to find you in every life and chance I have

I will fight to kiss you again, to hold you again, to see you just another time. Forever and always.
94 · Aug 2021
The movement
Bugs Spencer Aug 2021
Childish innocence broken
I cut my finger on the glass

When it's broken
you see past yourself

It's okay I am outspoken
my voice I won't pass

Speak to the heartbroken
another snake in the grass

Empathy unbroken
new history for the bookshelf
93 · Dec 2021
Frozen Over
Bugs Spencer Dec 2021
I watch from tree tops
at the forrest below
I have seen everything grow
from the hare to the fox

Now a winter creeps in
A lake begins to freeze
The cold seems to ***** at skin
I worry my flowers will never be seen

So I flutter and squawk
Wishing for someone to gawk
Is it too late to be known?
Someone stop

I don't want to be alone
No kids to give my garden
To show what is behind that stone
The cold is sharpened

My wings no longer move
My frozen flowers
93 · Sep 2021
Spoken Word
Bugs Spencer Sep 2021
I am ensnared by you
My lungs burn
My eyes clouded
My struggling stops
Your love is like a thorn
Pricking my skin
As I bleed I give you a band-aid
I speak what I notice
You have no will to change
Your stuck in a storm
I try to pull you out
But you choose to throw yourself back in
I know you can change
I know you can get better
I'm too tired, I have my own wounds
I have to save myself before I help you
But how can I leave?
I know you'll only spiral down more
but what about me?
Who do I put first?
92 · Aug 2021
Covered
Bugs Spencer Aug 2021
So many walk around with their eyes closed
The masks cover the silent screams
Are we scared of what will be exposed?
How many are stuck in their own dreams

When you open your eyes, what do you see?
Will it make any one of us free?
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