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 Oct 2014 Camila
Skai
Don't hate someone just because they hate you.

2. ALWAYS be the bigger person.

3. Don't quickly judge someone.

4. You may lose people, but you will gain ones who are better.

5. Everything changes at one point.

6. Try to see opinions from both sides.

7. There are two sides to every story.

8. Some people aren't going to like you, and that's okay.

9. Speak up in class, no one is going to laugh at you.

10. Don't be shy around the person you like, they're just a person as you are.

11. No one is going to die because you failed that one test.

12. School isn't just about grades.

13. Taking one day off of school won't **** you.

14. If you put negitive thoughts out in the universe, chances are, fate won't be on your side.

15. Don't push yourself to the point of a panic attack.

16. You will always love the person you fell in love with, and you need to learn to cope.

17. Just because you're posting about them, it doesn't mean they will message you.

18. Wear a dress to school, who cares if people judge you.

19. Look on the bright side of things in every situation.

20. Always be youself, and don't change for anyone.
Things I'm learning through being in high school.
 Sep 2014 Camila
Jamie
You
 Sep 2014 Camila
Jamie
You
I could write for hours about the good
I could write for hours about the bad
I am just happy I am no longer sad
Here is one more love poem
For the one I love.
Just one more; except that’s not quite true,
There will be many more.
I write them in my heart
I write them in my head
I write them across his lips with my own
As I dream him up, as I take him down
As he follows me, into my dreams.
I sing them to him, softly
And I hope that he hears,
I cry them to him, sadly,
And I know he feels those tears.
I laugh them to him; we gaze into each others
smiling eyes, and understand,
That this is how we are
This is what we do
This is how we love.
Unrequited Love:*

              Life's way of saying...  

     "You can do better"

                   ❤❤❤
Truly...  It's a blessing. I honestly forget sonetimes myself though...
 Sep 2014 Camila
A
Autumn
 Sep 2014 Camila
A
I can't wait for
hot cocoa and
long sleeves.

For jumping
in piles
of fallen leaves.

For friday night
football and
warm bonfires

For staying up late
and never getting tired

For stargazing
in the crisp
autumn air

For keeping my
ears warm
with my hair.

I can't wait
for things
to get better.
i was told to write a happy poem
 Aug 2014 Camila
honey
Its 1am and Im searching for you in the bottom of every bottle.
He's asking me about my poetry but how am I supposed to tell him that my poems are for you and I wont stop writing until Im tangled in your bed sheets for the rest of my life?
He is sweet and polite but he doesnt wrap his hands around my neck and the way you do.
There's something so tragically beautiful in the honesty slipping from my finger tips, because while he's tracing my spine I am consumed with the taste of your skin on my lips and the feeling of your hands against my hip bones.
Its 1am and im wondering if you're searching for me in the unfamiliarity of others, hoping you might smell my scent on her collarbones or feel my skin under her dress.
Out of all the boys ive kissed, you were my favourite by the way you looked me in the eyes with those hands clasped around my neck, no fear of squeezing too hard.
Its 1am and he's holding my hand but you're strangling my heart and these words are seeping out of my skin. No one makes me bleed like you
only you, always
you



alanna
 Aug 2014 Camila
Adele
falling~
 Aug 2014 Camila
Adele
He's falling asleep.

She's falling apart.
 Aug 2014 Camila
Ogden Nash
I have a bone to pick with Fate.
Come here and tell me, girlie,
Do you think my mind is maturing late,
Or simply rotted early?
I have this feeling,
that every thing,
every
single
thing
is going to end.
And the worst part is not that,
is that I have the feeling
that when there is nothing more in here,
no more stars in the sky,
no more smell of damp earth,
no more soft breeze at five,
no more yellow in my neighbour's window,
no more blank pages on my diary,
no more creak from my old door...

I have the feeling that,
when there is just white noise,
I am still going to be here,
motionless,
as always.
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