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  38m Lyle
Malia
I think it is a good day
I feel okay, and that’s all
I feel, no sense of greatness
Nor self-hatred, no free-fall.

I look into the mirror
No fear, just looking as I
Realize that I have acne
But it’s me and I feel fine.

Right now, I am just okay
But one day, I will appear
From silk and I will be her
From those words, so far but near.
tried an awdl gywydd today.
  40m Lyle
Seth H
life would go on
if you had never heard
your favorite song

but you heard it
and love it

next time you are thinking about fading away
yes, life would go on
but you might just miss
being someone's favorite song
Lyle 57m
One thing I like about
me
is that I'm nothing like
you
and I never will
be
Someone who loves how it sounds when they
speak
you're not telling the
truth
no you're just being
mean

I went outside just to cry had this look in your eye like you'd
won
Oh but I can't be surprised you care less the more damage you've
done

One thing I like about
me
is that I'm nothing like
you
and I never will
be
someone who loves how it sounds when they
speak
you're not telling the
truth
no you're just being
mean
CREDITS to the owner, this is some lyrics from a song by Madeline the Person. It's called Mean and it's my favorite song!
i’m real..
you won’t see me
happy and jolly
all the time..
but you won’t hear me
complain about
not being fine..
i have my share of days
i don’t feel like
getting out of bed..
putting on a fake smile
nor care about
my appearance or have
an appetite..
i’ll want to do nothing
but let my heart cry..
i know it won’t
solve anything
but it helps me heal
everything i am feeling
on the inside..
and sometimes the pain
is too unbearable
i cannot help but
wish to die..
i try to find
the strength to
bring myself back
from the ledge
i know all too well..
for i’ve stood on it
too close to the end
more times than
i could count..
yet somehow
always find my way back
following the light
that brings me back to life..
Lyle 2h
don't
tell me my feelings aren't real!
don't
tell me I don't matter!
don't
tell me I'm too much to handle!
don't
tell me I'm not worthy!
don't
tell me I'm not deserving!
don't
tell me I'm not smart!
don't
tell me I'm not pretty!
don't
because I will believe you
Lyle 2h
your words are the chain
that I will drag as a ghost
every word
a new link
clink
clink
clink
by the time you are done
my chain's a mile long
and your fist
is the shackle 'round my ankle
and your heart
bruised and beaten and battered
is the ball at the end of the chain
'till I
clatter
clatter
clatter
anytime I move
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