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Evergreen Pines May 2014
No one loves me, no one cares about me.
No one sees me, I feel like they shouldn't.
No one pays attention to me, like a rotten fruit.
The world seems to treat me like I'm unimportant.
I think I am truly unimportant, I wish I was dead.
Stop talking! Let's get something straight here.
You are not unimportant! Don't ever say *that
!
You are on planet Earth for a reason.
The reason I'm here is to feel this way.
So other people will look at me and feel better for themselves.
There here to treat me like dirt, so they'll feel good, and not like me.

NEVER! No one is here just to suffer! Stop putting yourself down.
You can do things in this world no one else can.
All I can do is feel useless and unimportant.
Stop treating yourself like ****, 'cause I know you're not.
Can't you see it? You're here for a reason.
And that reason is not to feel like this.
You have a gift, this gift no one else has.
You have a better affect on people than most.
So please, don't leave too soon.
some people just can't see they're important. the thing is everyone's important, we are all apart of something bigger than us: the circle of life.
Evergreen Pines Apr 2014
When I write,
my thoughts and feelings flow.
When I write,
I'm lost in thought.
I say line after line too many time to count.
Reword, replace, move around, add and drop.
When I write I seek the best.
I seek perfection but imperfection.
When I write I want like,
I need hates and feedbacks.
When I write,
I want everything and nothing.
When I write,
my troubles leave me.
When I write,
I escape reality,
I'm freed from everything.

When I finish...

*...I'm dragged backed to reality.
Evergreen Pines Jan 2014
I know what I have.
I know there's help out there.
But why should I go?

You say this'll help me,
You say i'll benefit from it.
But why should I go?

The help out there is a crutch.
It won't help me in life.
So why should I use it?

What I have isn't a broken leg.
It's a hurtle, one i'll not trip over.
Why should I use this crutch?

If i'll beat this, it'll be my way.
I know I can do this myself,
I can do better I WILL push myself.
'Cause I know i'm capable of high marks.
I will continue to, I will not let my hurtle make me trip.
if I trip, it'll be on my own feet.

so I ask you again:
Why should I take this crutch,
when I know I can fly?
Just so you don't think I have an addiction or anything like that. My hurtle is English, I'm allowed extra help and time if needed, but I never use it 'cause I never need it.
Evergreen Pines Jun 2014
Mind completely blank,
all thoughts have left me.
No thoughts equals no words,
no words equals no poems.
No sonnets, no haikus,
NOT EVEN FIVE WORDS!!
I hate not having anything to think about.
I blame summer for this.
Evergreen Pines Jul 2014
16 years ago,
your soul was given a form,
for the world to see.

10 years after that,
was the year we became friends...
(I think, not quite sure)

Today is your day.
Make the most while you still can.
Happy sweet 16!
it's one of my close friend's birthday today
(even though she doesn't have an account on this i was waiting for today to post it)

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