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 Sep 2015
Andie May ostrander
if you cant see something inside of you that's worth fighting fore
then get a better mirror.
Because something inside of you wouldn't let you go
No you held on threw all the names and the hits that society labeled you with
You held fast to your life because who were they to tell you that you don't matter
Who are they to say those things to you
When you have no mom to go home to, no dad to pick you up
When what you turn to at only fifteen is liquor ad drugs
who are they to tell you to get over it
Sticks and stones brake bones don't tell me it hurts worse than a broken heart
don't tell me that when I go to sleep at night I might not wake up
Because if I wont wake up with a smile on my face what's the point
when I have to ask myself before I even open up my eyes is simply what will I get called today
What's the point
My definition of beauty is Mom
Because she is raising three kids, and she knows how it feels
No I cant hide that from her no matter how well I hide from kids at school, no matter how still I try to be.
No my mother see's.
When asked if I want to die, I stay silent
Because silence s the only thing that wont bake a heart
Now...
as other are going to sleep
we stay up, because when they close their eyes for a moment we dot have to run
Ask me again why I wont die
why don't I just back down?
Because My definition of Beauty is Mom
Because to many of us have been cast out like a knickknack on a shelf
because I wont lose my memory..no
I will not go silently
 Sep 2015
Andie May ostrander
She
I'm Leaving now
let this be a lesion
To all who think that words don't matter
How could you look her in the eyes say you love her
she knows you lie
why not come clean what's the point
all she wanted was for you to try
burry her in the finest silk
tell her she's beautiful before her make up begins to wilt
all she wanted was for something to be real
Now she's gone what will you say
to the mother that walks your way
You smile again but it biter sweet this time
When a daughter takes her own damb life
tell her she's pretty, take her out to eat, dance with her
let her stand on your feet
don't turn your back and pull out a flask
all she wanted was for something to last
I'll make this quick you wont have to stay
close your eyes and float away
go to her it will be ok
 Sep 2015
RH 78
Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
Washed up.
Lifeless.
All for a new life too far to reach?

Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
Terrorists
Heartless.
What happened to the human rights we all preach?

Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
Traffickers.
Gangs.
Displacing people no home and no speech.

Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
A son.
No future.
We hang our heads and weep!
Broken hearted and deeply affected by pictures I saw in the news depicting the lifeless body of a little boy no older than three who was photographed washed up on the shore line of Turkey. The result of further illegal human smuggling, people trafficking promising to get families to Europe on a false promise. All too often, people are put into small boats unable to sustain the weight of all the people put upon it and not fit for purpose. This is yet another shocking event in the wake of atrocities taking place in North Africa where the displacement of millions of innocent people continues. Governments are too busy counting the pennies and quarrelling amongst themselves in addition to wasting precious time as gangs and smugglers take advantage of the situation by sending people to their death profiting from the desperation of families searching for a place to call home. When will this end? RIP to the little boy, his brother and mother who all perished.
 Sep 2015
Andie May ostrander
Sometimes I want to forget how to feel
I don want reality to b real
Douse noting sound so bad when this is the alternative
we fight for love, and die for it
im sorry if I've had enough of all of it
I don't want to love and lose
but you cant have one without the other
So I don't want any of it
what do we  do when our hearts are not in it
what is worse? Loving and leveeing
Or never loving and liveing a lie
Now all I want is to forget
all the feelings that run threw my head when I see you
My hearts not in the battle
my mind in the war
i cant help it when i fall to the floor
I became a pawn to be played as you pleased
I was so ignorant i couldn't see
why is my heart so hallow
So tell me dear now what do i do?
I don't want to feel i don't only want to miss you
That's the reason i want to forget  
That's why i hate reality when its real
Im sorry i have to cut this one short
I cant make it this time so im sorry
Don't be real oh pleas be a lie
I cut myself out not cut out for this life
Im no saint
but take this one like a bible verse
You have to listen even thou it hurts
Remember me Oh' pleas don't forget
feelings are real and reality's ****
 Aug 2015
Gudden
I had a hobby,
He left...
Miss you gladiator.
 Aug 2015
Gudden
Why do people tease me,
For not having a brother.

For not being able to give a boy child
Why do people tease my mother?
Well, happy rakshabandhan all.
 Aug 2015
Andie May ostrander
I **** myself so slowly
No cut's or burns thou on me
Its my heart the ones that's braking
now all I want is for my life god to be taking
All over what a few word
Maybe I could of pulled threw
but damb they hurt
Now I'm lying awake looking up at the stars
I'm starting to think about all the times I cried
I want to go back to heaven I don care if I die
But no you don't hear me ad make me go threw this
how can you do this
why do I have to go threw this?
Silent are the words that run threw my head but I don't care now
im already dead
 Aug 2015
Andie May ostrander
Mom
You think that I'm depressed
and I guess that your rite
but even them who will hear me cry at night?
All I do is mess it all up
at lest that's what you said
But mom I still love you
even if you don't want me to be near you
You gave all the fight you had left as you gave your final breath
Mom don't levee me no matter how much you hate me
I will always be your daughter
even without a father
I never wanted the perfect life
I only wanted to make it threw the night
Like a bird in flight
I  am slowly loosing direction
because no matter how far I fly
I cant ever get some sleep at night
so mom if your listening
I want you to know I sing
for all those times you wished you could buy me a birthday cake
instead you had to pay so our house they wouldn't take
now I'm running from some self hate
ill meet you at heavens gate
 Aug 2015
Andie May ostrander
Her
You smell like her perfume
And you taste like cheep liquor. Were you thinking about me wen you went and tried to kiss her?
I see the fear in your e
yes when I picked up the call.
Its your mother don't worry its nothing at all
douse she know her sons evil and filled with deceit
douse she know her son lies as he smiles at me
don't worry I wont cry I don't feel that bad
cause Karmas a bicth and she's at my rite hand
 Aug 2015
Gudden
Everything is so versatile,
I wait for hours for you,
To just talk for a while.

You have a half minute conversation,
And am left with eyes of tears and face with smile.
What if I could let you know of, without hesitation?

But you are someone's, not mine...
And one day with this schedule,
My darling, I'd be fine.

Though it hurts a lot, that everything you forgot.
But now, I love the symbol of my love, these tears brine...
They take away all the anger for you every moment.

And I am made to love you even more,
Even though, for you am a parallel line..
I bolt the door and spill my emotions on the floor...

Have you ever seen my condition through that peep hole?
Let me name him, gladiator for this site.. Am just too afraid to ever let him know about my feelings... Just mine, after all...
 Jul 2015
Gudden
You are allowed to touch my heart, not my body.
That's for someone.
 Jul 2015
Gudden
Am the worst one to ever be born,
Lacking an aim to objectives,
Am as information within torn...
Making excuses for my life's grace so gone....

Joke at me, I am a thing to mock at,
Ofcourse, am insane - so inhumane...
Tracking existence of nothingness...

Keeping my eyes at place,
As a matter of fact, for me is impossible...
Umbrella saves you from rain,
Rain doesn't stop cause of it!

Making a decision on whether I want to live, or not,
Actually is quite tough, quite boring..
Nobody can ever have guts to live my boring life...
"Going places " from knife to knife...
As if, I have no reason to live,
Tragically, I have no responsibility to die...
Am actually fed up of everything, am good at nothing... Am just that stupid child, who was the topper of the class and now has simply evaporated into the tag of " Class's most dumb child"..... I have no friends, and I don't regret it,they weren't my friends, but that of my marks, and I don't know, what I want from my life now.... I once had a dream, and now it has no purpose... I am so aimless, am too lazy to even think about anything... Am just tired... Am just me...
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