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Ellie Shelley Mar 2015
1)Spill out your heart in a poem and write every single little detail about how he makes you feel like your body is on fire but in a good way
2)Reject your poem, and substitute the two hundred thirty nine words with three letters “hey”
3)Feel the pain of talking to someone who has no idea what flirting is
3)Tell yourself you are not taking a direct enough approach
1) Spill out your heart in poetry and write every single little detail about how he makes you feel like your body is on fire
2) reject your poem, and substitute the two hundred thirty nine words with three words “So whats up”
3)Feel the pain of talking to someone who has no idea what dating is like
4)Tell yourself you will not worry over how you look for him
4)Tell yourself you will not worry over how you look for him
4) Tell yourself you will not worry over how you look for him
5)Be friends with his friends
6)Watch his favorite show
7)Imagine every good way this could end
8)Imagine every bad way this could end
9)Tell yourself you will be his friend, nothing more
10)Write two hundred and thirty nine words to tell him what he does to you
11)Wait for him to read your poetry
Ellie Shelley Feb 2015
Sit pretty
Bat your eyes
Don't make a mistake
Ellie Shelley Feb 2015
easons to date me?
Because I may not have the highest self-esteem but
I can tell you what great things make me great for you
Like the big sweaters I always wear
They make me warm so I won’t steal your sweater
(Unless I’m really cold then I might still steal it)
I wear leggings and stuff so you can see my cute ****
I don’t care if you’re busy, you don’t need to be with me 24/7
My hair is really soft
So when we cuddle you get to put your head on my soft hair
I’m super duper cute sometimes
I’ll love you tons
I’m a writer so I’ll write and write and write and write for you
I like animals
I’m super nice and stuff
I love Huggies and cuddles
I can be really clingy
But you can tell me to stop and I won’t get upset
I love movies
All movies
Any movies
Lets go watch a movie together
Ellie Shelley Feb 2015
Wake up
Put on your face
so you can pretend your demons
Don’t chase you
Realize you don’t love yourself
Go to the kitchen
See all the pills you have to take
to stop the shaking
to stop the voices
to stop the depression
Realize all you are is a mix of pills
Make breakfast and listen to your dad call you fat
As he walks away your confidence with your untouched breakfast
Realize you don’t love yourself
Take your pills
With a glass of water
and a shot of whiskey
Realize all you are is a mix of pills
Go to bed
Dream its okay
Wake up
Realize you don’t love yourself
Pump, Pump, Pump!
The director yells at me
As I turn the dial, ever so slowly
Pump, Pump,Pump!
But sir, don't we need to copyright our poems
Of course worker thats why your here
For fame
For glory
For hashtags
For views
For you to gain followers,
like a prophet
For you to gain hearts
Like the aztecs...

Realise why you're on here
Not to gain public affection
Or a minimal amount of fame
Your here to share poems from the heart
Not from your greedy brain
I see people advertising themselves, like a coca cola commercial its beyond the definition of ridiculous. While their poems are far more superior than mine (All art forms should all be equal, but thats not how my mind set works). Superiority doesn't mean not manufactured and what I mean by that is their poems while great seem to have an ulterior motive. They don't want to share their masterpieces they want to sell themselves as a poet.
The place where I go
To escape life's flow
A realm beyond your comprehension.
Oh how I love it so

Where, you never said lets be friends
Where, my father never said see you soon
Where the troubles of life stop; weighing down the branch
The branch where you and I go to laugh
as we dream the dreams of children

Where the air is as sweet as your rosy cheeks
Where the sun is as bright as your big dorky smile
Where my thoughts never perish
And the conceptualising flow spills out of my mouth
Where your hand never left my grasp

But every night, I'm scared
I'm scared to wake up
and Leave this realm
The realm filled with an awe inspiring scent
Where I'll never be worth a cent
The place where I can finally wake up
and Be happy
Its pretty cheesy. Inspired by Dream Koala's song Hipster girl
I’ve run this river dry
You're as beautiful as the sky
Your opinions spew out like water from a fountain
I wish you could be here with me as I climb this mountain
From up and down these endless halls
Your dorkiness could fill up all of these walls
Loud and Obnoxious
Making the whole room nauseous
The sheen from your long black hair
Blocks out the sun, I guess its only fair
Because the sun surpasses your beauty, by a tad
But it doesn’t matter, because you already have a lad
A lad that treats you well
A lad thats shinier than a bell
You’ll end up like everyone else I liked
This mountain i’ve already hiked
You’ll just slip through my hands
Like all of my dreamlands
Its too late
All you are is just bait
Bait that is unreachable
Cheesy and cliche but hey, whatever.
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