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17h · 27
Painting
McKenna 17h
Painting on my peach paper
With a sharp, red marker
Dragging it across the paper
5d · 21
Untitled
McKenna 5d
Like a dandelion
Your lies spread
6d · 37
I’m Done
McKenna 6d
I’m done with my toxic friends
And one sided relationships
I’m done with my face
And the pimples everywhere
I’m done with my body
The way it doesn’t curve like the others
I’m done with my grades
And how they will never be enough
I’m done with my siblings
And how they just don’t care everyone’s falling apart
I’m done with my dad
He’s yelling at everyone with pure criticism
I’m done with my mom
The way you can see the tired in her eyes
I’m done with school
Everyone is getting annoying and rude
I’m done with society
What ever happened to kind people?
I’m done with my generation
Everything’s a joke
I’m done with the boy I love
Because he doesn’t love me

I guess what I’m saying is…
I’m done
7d · 52
Tired
McKenna 7d
I’m tired of pretending now
Your constant criticism has me down
Do you realize what this does to me?
I’m crying when I shouldn’t be
You make me feel so crazy
And no, I’m not lazy
Don’t guilt trip me into doing things
I’m tired of doing your ****
I’m just tired.
7d · 44
Numb
McKenna 7d
I want to cry
But I physically can’t
McKenna 7d
Isn't it funny that your in love with someone who doesn't love you
And
Isn't it funny that i'm in love with someone who doesn't love me
It's like a joke i still don't get
How could you love her if she said no?
But i'm still laughing
How could I love you if you said no?
It makes me angry that you love someone who doesn't love you
But
I love you and you don't love me
It's like a never ending cycle
Who will stop loving first?
May 16 · 231
Loud in here
McKenna May 16
It’s getting loud—
Can barely hear
I’ve been drowning
In all my tears
Words convincing
They cut like a knife
I’m barely wincing
Another: girl vs. life
It’s my head that’s the problem
It knows what it’s done
I’ve hit rock bottom
And it’s no longer fun
I tried to drown it out
But it’s tattooed in my brain
And it’s making me doubt
And now I’m in pain—
It’s getting loud in here
And I want it to stop
May 15 · 30
A Man
McKenna May 15
This man that I tell you
Is not who he is
He puts on a face
For guests in his home
Laughing about things
That shouldn’t be funny
He doesn’t hit anyone
Except his only son
He loves his wife
She’s his one and only
He puts pressure on people
That he “loves the most”
Including his daughters
Telling them things
That makes them want to disappear—
Speaking up is talking back
No one can try
Or he will just yell
He says he hates it
But the satisfaction is written everywhere;
Every single time—
Everything his daughters do is a disaster
They can’t never seem to do it right
He’ll yell and yell till embroidered in their brain
He says he is proud of them
Then turns around and he yell at them for something they did wrong—
I love him so dearly, not sure if it’s the other way around.
May 15 · 60
I’ve Grown
McKenna May 15
I’ve grown up so much
Take my own blood for example—
I used black out at the sight
But now that I’m older
That’s a different story—
I crave the feeling
The way it goes freely
Down my leg and onto my feet
A trail of red in its wake—
Call me crazy, I’ve heard it before
But I’ve grown as a person.
I really have.
May 15 · 54
Loving Him From Afar
McKenna May 15
Sit across the room
Watch you laugh
Your bound to be my doom
All I want is your romance
I think I love him
Yet, he doesn’t know me
May 13 · 49
Sweet Lemon Ode
McKenna May 13
People see you as sour, but I know, I know your not like the rest
Your a different lemon, sweet on the inside, but it's not your fault your with the other sour lemons, you blend perfectly with the others

I wish people could see you the way I do
I wish people could see you the way the others lemons are, and compare
I wish I could walk up to you and grab you
But the people judge, “Never buy a lemon” they say
And so, I stay away

I cry sweet tears, not as sweet as you
Hoping to have the courge to walk towards you

Somtimes I doubt myself, how do I know you're not a normal lemon?
Obsessing over something so sour?
How could I know my heart wont break?
Oh! But I love you my lemon!

Your like an invisible field, I canot go near
I wish one day it will disappear
So please, sour lemon come to me, I cannot bring myself to you my sweet sweet lemon.
McKenna May 13
They expect us to sit up straight
Look nice all the time
But this isn't really about chairs

They expect us to be perfect in everyway
Not an unwanted curve in our carvings
But this isn't really about chairs

They expect us to be there when needed
Like we have nothing to do
But this isn’t really about chairs

They expect us to look perfect
To have no flaws
But this isn't really about chairs


And what about the chairs who dont sit up straight?
The ones who aren't perfect in every way?
Have one too many curves?
What if they aren't there for when you need them?
What if they have something else to do?
What if they have flaws?

What do you do?
Discard them?
Say hurtful things about them?
Point out each and every flaw?

Maybe, just maybe it's not the chairs
But the people who use them,
The people who made them

But this isn’t really about chairs
Is it?
May 13 · 35
Clue
McKenna May 13
Who’s dunnit?
Mrs. Scarlett has been killed
The other players race to find
Something so easy
Because no one knows
That she was killed with a rope
But who would **** Mrs. Scarlett?
It would be none other then
Herself of course
Based off the board game- anyone who’s played it would understand… hope u like it
May 13 · 43
Love You
McKenna May 13
I like the way you hold my hand
In my dreams of course,
Cause I know your too good for me
I mean;
Who would love me anyway?
To the boy I love
McKenna May 13
Sunshine hair
And ocean eyes
A nightmare
Full of lies
Pretty mouth
Ugly words
Lives in a madhouse
Meets all standards
Looks pretty
But is ugly on the inside
May 11 · 334
It Would Be Better
McKenna May 11
It would be better
If I were dead
Bullet in my head
Forever goodbye
So I can satisfy
The need for my own bloodshed
I’m already laying in my deathbed
What’s the point of dragging it on?
My minds been gone—
No fixing this mess
Carrying all this stress
Man am I the greatest
Parents are the strictest—
It would be better
If I were dead
Bullet in my head
Forever goodbye
So I can satisfy
The need for my own bloodshed
May 9 · 57
Can’t Wait
McKenna May 9
I can’t wait for the day
When you look at me and say,
“I’m proud.”
And I want you to say it loud
Like you truly meant the two words
So I’ll wait because my heart still hurts
I can’t wait
May 9 · 61
Your Only 14
McKenna May 9
Your only 14
So why do you cut your legs
Where people can’t see?
Your only 14
So why do you cry
Because you’re “ugly”?
Your only 14
So why do you worry about life
When you haven’t lived half of it?

I’m only 14…
I cut my legs out of guilt
And don’t want anyone to see it
I’m only 14
I cry because I’m ugly-
I mean have you seen the other girls?
I’m only 14
I worry about life
Cause this is not even half…
May 7 · 124
Diamond
McKenna May 7
If pressure makes diamonds
How am I still coal?
McKenna May 7
I know this life is mine
And I’m stuck with it
But I’m not really fine
I’m not even a poet—
There’s cuts on my thighs
And I try to act clueless
It’s nothing but lies
Cause I’m nothing but reckless—
I’ll say that it’s okay
But I spent the night crying
And feel like **** everyday
I swear I really am trying—
I’ve been picked on as a kid
I was your average nerd
I was never disappointed
When they spit out a cruel word—
Look at me now
I’m still so ugly
Yet I’ve made friends somehow
And they all are quite lovely—
No one will listen
When I even talk
Because people don’t care about opinions
Even my real friend is a fraud—

Guess I’ll be lonely for all of my days
But I swear I’m going to quit someday
May 6 · 125
Past and Present
McKenna May 6
Nothings slower then the present
And nothings faster than the past
McKenna May 5
Out of all the words in the dictionary
There’s no way to describe the way
A mother loves her child—
The way she looks at her child is
Almost like magic
You can tell how much she loves them
Just through her gaze—
A mothers child is her oxygen
She lives and breathes for them
And the child grows from that
Learns from their mother
No matter how stressed
Or angry she is
She will always love her child
McKenna May 5
My boy is mine
And I love my boy—
But I have a secret,
My boy doesn’t know
He’s mine
May 5 · 52
Untitled
McKenna May 5
The camera is lying
My photos are fake
To cover my crying
This time I might break
I turn up the heat
And start breathing hard
To the heavens I fleet
But in front there’s a guard
He won’t let me past
And I wake up again
And I’m still the outcast
So I’ll wipe off the bloodstain
And continue my day
May 4 · 1.0k
The Clouds Cry Too
McKenna May 4
The clouds cry too,
But we call it rain-
When their life gets hard
They turn all grey
They grumble when upset
And look at bit down
They start to feel heavy
And that’s when start to cry
Hear hear it on the roof
The steady tap, tap, tap
It falls so gracefully
And waters down the earth
Because sometimes
The clouds need to cry too
May 4 · 170
No poet- Just a Girl
McKenna May 4
I'm no poet
Just a girl
Who writes down words
When she feels–
She writes with her heart
Uses words with her mind
And only publish what's okay
To the public eye–
She has no one to listen
So she writes it down
For a strangers validation
Because its better than her friends–
May 4 · 62
Bittersweet Orange
McKenna May 4
I walk into the house,
A dim orange light came creeping from the living room
I see the fire but I dont stop,
Out the door I go
The cold biting my face
Sending a threatening shiver
I slightly shake

I look up the hill from across the driveway,
I slowly walk up.

I hear the screams of the hungry animals,
Who knew they couldn't survive without us,
But I don't stop for them.
I don't stop for anyone.

I walk to a small tree,
Oranges dangling.
I grab one and start to peel off its skin,
Revealing its delicious core.

I grab a piece and take a bite.

I can almost see myself,
But there's something about me that wasn't really me
She was young
She was happy

I can almost hear her,
She's laughing along with someone else
She's laughing with her dad.

There's something about him that wasn't really him
He was young
He was happy

I continue to eat.

It was a bittersweet orange.
May 4 · 55
It’s Fine
McKenna May 4
Its fine
Isn't always what it means
It could be a scream for help

Its fine
Isn't what i mean
It's a scream of help

“Its fine”
I say with a smile
But you broke my heart

“Im fine”
I say with a smile
But my ego is broken
My soul is crushed
My confidence abandoned
My self love is non-existent
My happy thoughts have turned dark
My will for life was hug by their rope
My back has been stabbed

Whose rope?
Whose knife?
They ask and ask
It's the people who told me,
Your not good enough
It's the people who called me,
Pimple face
Fatty
annoying
It's the people who left me
When i needed them most
It's the people i thought i could trust
Its the peoples words who cut me
Who gave me scars
And i cover those scars
Along with everything they told me was wrong
I plater a smile

“Its fine”
I say

“Im fine”
I say
May 4 · 56
Oldest Daughter
McKenna May 4
When I was younger I craved attention
Because someone stole it away
I wanted to play with mom and dad
But it wasn’t just me
How can a girl go from only to oldest
That quickly?
I cried when mom loved them more
And I cried when dad said I was being childish
I was only two
Guess that’s what they expect when your oldest,
To have a mature, stable daughter
That will clean her dishes when the others don’t
And her room spotless
To this day I won’t live up to expectations
Never have and never will
There will always be something for me to do
Because I’ve messed up everything else.

When I was younger i would hit my own head
Out of stress and anger
Guess that’s what I get for being oldest
I’ll put stress on myself even if I don’t need it
And I’ll criticize everything I do because that’s all I’ve had my whole life
Dad always yelled about how my grades ******
And how I’d never have a life
Or a boyfriend
If I kept this up

Guess I’m the messed up daughter with the messed up face
I was told to not touch my face
So I’ve grown not to love it
And even now when I’m guilty I’ll spare the blood
Draw across the board like it won’t scar later
Guess that’s what I get for being the eldest daughter
May 4 · 47
Ocean Floor
McKenna May 4
Wrapped around my leg
A weight that I know
Given up trying to swim against it
And now on the ocean floor

Never knew how dark it was
Almost no light
The waters turbid
But there’s no fright
Because I accepted it
It's who I am,
Living on the ocean floor

Living on the ocean floor
And it's so beautiful
And it's deafening quiet
Can’t see a thing
You swim around aimlessly
For only one destination
Above the ocean floor

Guess that's me
Living on the ocean floor
Been stuck here for a while
Stuck here in a way
In a beautiful castle
Of death and decay

Stuck living on the ocean floor
Been dragged here not from choice
But the weight
That's strapped to my leg

Trapped on the ocean floor.
May 4 · 60
Second Place
McKenna May 4
I’m first place loser
The backup
One day hoping to be the best
One day to be option one
Only the best get first
Only the prettiest
The funniest
The best
I’ll never be first
But I’ll be second place
As I always am
To make the first place to look better
Funnier
I’ll continue to be their one there’s no one else
The backup

Second place: first loser
May 4 · 65
Bead of Tears
McKenna May 4
Bead of tears
Strung on a string
Wore around my neck
It’s to tight
Can barely breathe
Breath is ragged
Eyes are closed
Curled into a ball
Or pacing around
If you calm down
No one will know
Cover you mouth
So no one can hear
May 3 · 64
The Song
McKenna May 3
I remember the day
When we were in the car
You put on a song
From your favorite band
I pretended to know the lyrics
So you wouldn't feel disappointed
I listened as you talked
Talked and talked and talked
About how you loved this band

I listened to that song
Over and over and over again

I still listen to the song
And it brings me to tears
Because I miss the way you where
I miss being daddy's little girl
But it's ok
Because I have my song
I have our song

And everytime I play the song
I remember the day in the car.
May 3 · 290
Typical Teen Girl
McKenna May 3
Living in a cruel world
That eats confidence for breakfast
And snacks on self esteem
Builds up people like them
To break down people like her
Of course shes going to question herself
If you looked like her
She laughs off remarks
About her own insecurities
Because therapists don't cry
And neither do clowns
Only if they hurt themself–
To get a laugh from the crowd
Laugh at her clumsiness
Yet they never know
Its a sign of her lack of care
For the life she's forced to live,
And the wish she's never promised

— The End —