My first love was a boy named Zebba He was really sweet My first kiss was a boy named Rainbow Magic when our lips did meet My first date was with Woody We went to see Joan Jett I'm still looking for the love of my life But I haven't met Agamemnon yet
Someone stop that girl She's saying too much stuff Some of it's about them But it's mostly about us She wouldn't be so annoying Except most of it is true She's saying things about me That I forgot I knew
She named her dog Bingo As an "inside" joke She had lots of money But soon she went broke She gave it away To all stories of sobs And kept sharing her body With Toms ***** and Bobs A social butterfly She over-shared But soon she was dying And nobody cared
Your mind is beautiful Twisted But honest And reluctantly romantic But romantic Nonetheless All the more romantic Because I can tell it pains you To be so But I can also tell You will do all you can To avoid paining me
Sometimes It seems (To me) The word "that" Is a distancer I can say "Do you think that I'm in love" Or "Do you think I'm in love" I can't explain why But It feels different To me
That boy He drives me nuts He's the cloud of gnats who get stuck in my ear He's the patch of ice that sent me down on my rear He's the kid in third grade Who pulled my pigtail He's the buggar the postman left On my mail He's stuck to me, now All slimy and goo I wonder if he's thinking of me too
We're not here to ease your bones Or lull to sleep your weary souls We're here to shake you til you crack Send you down to Hell and back If of this site you have no use You're looking for ol' Doctor Seusse
I followed a poet But her views seemed to shift We had nothing in common And I felt the rift Whenever I saw her poetry I thought "other people will look at me And see, I've followed this nutty freak" I wasn't sure what to do I didn't want her to get a notice KRISTA HAS UNFOLLOWED YOU
We're the only creature in nature With a concept of the ***** Nobody asks the lioness Who she's had *** with before In fact, it's unproductive It doesn't make us more advanced Men would get a lot more *** If they didn't care who's been in your pants
If I tell you that I want to die Will you listen then? What if I say that I'm just sad And could really use a friend Must I self-depreciate To get your ****** attention Pretend that it's myself I hate To spark your intervention I am mostly happy But still, I'm sometimes sad Apparently not good enough At dwelling on the bad
Maybe someday We'll have Unthanksgiving All the things that have ****** us off In this life we're living I've got whole list I'm sure you do too What in the world Is an unthankful girl to do? I've got no special day To concentrate on the let downs I suppose for just today I'll walk around with a frown
I had my heart broken By a boy named DJ Ugh!!! I still love that kid If you could see us Together on this poetry site You would probably love us too He was amazing **** Beautiful And irrisistable But he's not the only irrisistable Man Though they are Very few. I get to know I broke his heart Too.
It is hard for me Someone who has been through all the worst life has to offer To understand depression I want to empathize And a big part of me does I remind myself that depression is not linked through life's circumstance But a chemical reaction of the brain As someone who has had a brain explosion I understand the inhospitality a brain can put upon you I am sorry for your troubles Even if I cannot understand them Maybe that's the thing about mental illness It is un-understandable
There are two kinds of people "Us" and "Everyone else." Though the notion of Us is fluid To some, it's all about wealth Others think it is color Or nationality But mostly, when we say "Us," We mean "People who think just like me."
There is no such thing as A Valentine There are only Valentines Some of us are blessed With Valentines Through the ages Most of us Are not (But that's all *******. I've seen "a Valentine," and so have you, but they are very rare.
You wonder what happened to All those valley girls They weren't very bright But they entertained the world They brought a little comedy To cut through all the gloom But what a sad tragedy When they all gagged to death on spoons
It's OK I don't need your attention Or support I'm not falling apart You can not entertain yourself With the puzzle of me I'm not needy So I guess I don't make you feel Necessary I'm not a person with a Sad ego Who can make you feel content about your ego I'm not academically challenged For you to gain satisfaction from teaching me In fact I'm probably smarter than you Do you need my attention Or support?
A couple of times I called one of my grandkids "******." They told me they didn't like it I apologized And told them I thought I was paying them A huge compliment They also don't like it When I call them "beautiful" (They're boys) I think they might be being Too picky Which is probably The opposite of weird
You're so weird And the weirdest part is You'd be at the perfect level of weirdness If you didn't try so energetically To be even weirder Than you already are
What else but a heart can be broken and still work What else but a heart can fixate on a total **** What else but a heart can fill your whole body with the tingles What else but a heart can fill a bar with lonely singles What else but a heart can make you sign a life-contract What else but a heart can make you want to take it back What else but a heart grows when you give it away What else but a heart can cause the elderly to play What else but a heart can bring down a successful king What else but a heart can make your whole body sing Hearts.....they are schizophrenic
That poet, Jason James, has come perilously close to threatening me in a private message, and now I can't respond, or see his page. But apparently, I "best shut my mouth." Not sure what he meant by that, but I'm not shutting my mouth.
Always grateful "Thanks for hurting my feelings," "Thanks for not listening Thanks for letting me down" Um... " You're welcome, and thanks for blowing my good mood."
Talking just to talk I can't explain it Really Saying the same thing People say every day Without doing it in a different way Most of what I say is white noise
I'm watching a documentary about racist groups Such as the KKK Has anyone else noticed These white supremacists Are the most out of shape Dirtiest And foul-mouthed humans Ever encountered? Apparently Supremacy Is very Unsupreme
Dear patient We're sorry to hear you have some mental issues Let's get you addicted to this drug Frying your brain; That should help with your mind problems
I'm a sucker for the term "bed head" Whenever I get too close to someone, I stress over how my breath smells Some people who know me find me annoying I eat way too much junk food, and don't really gain weight (which is enough to make some people not like me) I'm a total, out and out, non-apologetic flirt I am a "know it all" And sarcastic (And that's about as much thought as I'm going to put into it)