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Skip over all that disappointment
Can't you see me for who I am?
But don't forget that hidden print

Don't judge me...

I can show you each facet of my being...

By disguising the realities of me...

Understanding could be built
Our friendship might have room to grow

But I'm kind of an identity thief.

Does my mirror speak with honesty
With those reflections of my non-existence?

I know my name but do you know yours?

Just forego those dumb conclusions
Expectations are quite archaic

Can't you just commit to all I stand for?
Just look at all I appear to be!
It's nothing of who I truly am...

But please don't care
C'est la vie
Lilac moons still frolicking
In that meadow of your individuality
You smile to yourself your wolfish grin
Because no one else will ever get it...
That rainbow coursing through your veins...
The delicatessen within your mind

It doesn't matter Erin

Secrets for the privileged zombie muffins
Allow your splendid vortex to swirl
Don't keep the cubic wheels of your world from moving
Christmas tree cookie cutters...
Should only be used for baking
Not for defining the shape of humanity

Hatred should stay out of it
Indignation was called off today
You're too special...
And not in that little yellow bus way
You're always on that rocketship of wow

Don't fear the envy of all the others
For your soul burning so brightly within
It still shines throughout you

Just love it...

I watched you grow like a dandelion
But are you a flower or another garden ****?
Make the decision on your own
It's all on you to choose your own adventure now

*Eines Tages wird die Welt dir zuhören...
* One day the world will listen to you...
You've read my words but don't quite see
And now you had to question me.
You don't think I can write a poem
Without my pain or broken home
So here it is, my happy one
A little bit short but absolute fun....
Pretty white girl with that ghetto *****
Pop that *** and drop that ***
And grab your self-esteem off the filthy floor
Those steel bars of indecision
Once made this caged bird sing
Despite her tattered, weakened wings
Those rainbow feathers will lose that shine

Small town girl with a dream of...dreaming
Lose your hollow, bitter past
It left you many moons ago
You're a superstar my ghetto girl
So glimmer and shine and smile with sincerity
The world doesn't need to love you
If you just love yourself...

I've seen you shrinking day after day
But this fading just needs to stop
Mirrors are one-dimensional
But the world has that extraordinary depth
Like you Sabrina

Your tiara has been tarnished
And it's long after midnight o'clock
But you can always be the belle of the ball
It's your party if you want it to be
So stop crying and enjoy it
Swingsets on playgrounds and leaves on dying trees
Shoes that stopped fitting your feet
It all sparks memories

Of happiness I'd hope
Or maybe of deep pain

Of warm and humid summer nights
Or dancing freely in the rain

Inspiring you to travel?
Do they move you to explore?

The darkness of your busy mind
To remember things you can't ignore

Feel the hatred running deep
And the angry fear you couldn't fight
All the weakness once thought stifled
The soul that died yesterday night
Fractured melodies distorting my view
Of that once blissful Augenblick of me and you
Crumbling arias began slipping through
Those once solid walls that I've let shelter so few

These dizzying rhythms that still seem brand new
Keep pulsing like blood, both red and deep blue
Nerve wrecking crescendos swelled as it grew
And like my dead spirit in warmer winds flew

Harmonics with depth shimmer like dew
That lingered that morning like some stagnant clue
Falsettos faltered and tried to stay true
Hoping to remind me of things I once knew

Those things I once knew....

That thing I once knew...

Not fact but not fiction...just simply you...
The boy with the hair...
With that nose on his face!
You've seen him around; he's all over the place!

He smiles and laughs
And we play silly games
And he'd never abandon or call me mean names.

My best friend in the world
He tops off that list
Oh wait, I'm a loser...he doesn't exist.
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