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For at least a week my Mom kicked me out
so I stayed with my very best guy friend
I am glad I decided to go home with him
I had so much fun hanging out with him
He listened to me when I was upset
I had a lot of things on my chest
When I was tired he would hold me in his arms
as we both let our minds rest
All I had with me were my clothes
and clothes was all I needed
All we did was lay around, watch movies to catch up on sleep and we succeeded
I really liked Saturday night
when we baby sat a couple of bad seeds
We sat at the table barking orders
as he taught me how to play speed
We talked about him and his girlfriend
we stayed up late watching Nick @ Nite
He would sit outside with me as I smoked
while the moon shone so bright
The best part about my stay
was having him to myself
I learned he will always be there for me
I would never find him in anyone else
I also realized how blessed I am
to have a great friend like him
I know he will always stick by my side
and for that I will always cherish him
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: August. 9, 2011 Tuesday 1:28 PM
I go to this thing called "Teen Night"
which takes place every Saturday night
I go there to dance my stress away
not to deal with drama and fight
I cannot stand to go alone
it just isn't as fun
That is why I take all of my friends with me
I love being surrounded by the people I love
I am not the type who goes to parties and gets wasted
I prefer pizza and friends
I like to stay up all night
while smoking cigarettes until the night ends
I like drinking my energy drinks
and taking selfies with my crew
I like to look my best, show off a little
but nights like that are few
Teen night is where I go to escape
it is worth the six bucks
Not only do I get to disappear in a crowd
I am greeted by lots of hugs
Teen night is where I let go of everything
it's where the music absorbs my stress
From the time it starts until the time it ends
all I do is dance the night away
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: August. 9, 2011 Tuesday 1:06 PM
I felt my heart drop to the floor
as he was walking hand in hand with her
I thought they were fighting again
I thought he had broken up with her
I wanted to cry and run to the bathroom
but I am not in seventh grade anymore
It is time I ****** up my pity
and pick my heart up off of the floor
I take my purse and walk to class
I have more important things to do
I do not want to deal with heartbreak this year
I want to do something new
Maybe I should switch schools
Maybe I should just leave
Maybe I should just deal with it
there are bound to be more days like these
I make it to my first class on time
I see my best friend waving at me
I ask her how her summer went
her smile was great to see
I push back my hair and put on a smile
as if I am an actress on film
I do all that I can to ignore the realization
that I am still in love with him
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: August. 9, 2011 Tuesday 8:45 AM
If singing a song would make your tears go away
I would sing you every song I know
If telling you stories makes you laugh
I would talk until I couldn't speak anymore
If the sound of my voice saying your name gives you butterflies
I would say your name over and over again
If you were falling apart at three in the morning
I would walk over and let you cry as I held your hand
If you said you were ugly
I would go on for hours telling you how handsome you are to me
If you wanted to dance but there was no music
I would dance with you to the sound of your heartbeat
If you ever felt worthless I would tell you all the reasons why you are amazing
If you were feeling restless I would take you out so we could do something crazy
If I could I would take your broken heart, fix it and keep it with me
I would prove to you how much I love you so you could learn to trust me
I would carry your heart everywhere with me
I would do what I could to keep it safe
I wouldn't give any other girl a chance to tear it up
I wouldn't leave it in a random place
If we fought from time to time
I wouldn't stop loving you if I tried
You would always be on my mind
I would love you until the day I die
I would do anything to see you smile
I would go to hell and back for you without any fear
I would prove to you I am not like most girls
I am faithful and honest
as long as you want me to stay I won't be going anywhere
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: January. 2, 2014 Thursday 7:09 AM
I am like a cup of coffee
The black coffee is my soul
the cup is my body
the hot temperature is my love
the steam rising are my dreams
The sugar is my friends
the cream is my family
Leave me out too long
I start to get cold
re-heating me is like giving me a hug
reminding me that I am not alone
The spoon is my soulmate
I need him to mix the flavors
Whip cream is the blessings
I receive on a daily basis
The sprinkles on top are milestones I have reached
the scent is my voice for when I sing and when I speak
Vanilla is my favorite holidays
Chocolate is my birthday
Raspberry is my laughter
Macchiato is my sad days
Pumpkin Spice is my comfort
Peppermint is my kisses
Lattes are my poetry
Cappuccinos are my tears
Every flavor is another part of me you have to get to know first in order to like
Irish Creme is my hello
Hot chocolate is my goodbye
I am brewed every minute of everyday
I am well loved by everybody
I can warm you up and make you feel alive
just like a cup of coffee
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
TITLED BY: Cynthia Louise Ank
WRITTEN ON: December. 27, 2013 Friday 8:16 PM
DEDICATED TO: My Grandmother Doris Goff
I am no one special
just a complicated girl
Living in a complicated world
trying to find her place
Where that is I am not so sure
I am not an angel
Never been a beauty queen
never been anything
Other than a troubled soul
trying to find a place in this world

I am lost
I am scared to show who I am
in a world where no one cares if you cry
Scream or commit suicide
How pitiful the world we live in
I do not want to be number one
I do not need a band account full of all the money in the world
I just want to be beautiful
and understood in a world that rarely cares at all
if I scrap my knees and fall
I could bleed, I could die
no tears would be shed from your eyes
How horrible to realize
you do not matter in this world

I am not Jesus
I would love to be a hero to someone who is lost in this world
just dying to be heard
I want to be the one who catches you when you're feeling overwhelmed
because you're frustrated and ignored
I want to be that open door that sets you free
to be the person you were meant to be

I want to see you fly
spread your wings into the sky
with the confidence that you will not fall
knowing you are risking it all
I want to see you shine to the ones who left you behind
I want to see you rise up
look to the stars and know that you are incredible
because in my eyes you are beautiful
You are someone special
complicated but full of dreams
Your scars they don't scare me
in fact they don't mean anything to me

To someone you are number one
they adore the girl you have become
They would cry if you were gone
because in their world you are awesome

To the world I am a freak
they will not listen when I speak
I am too different to be understood
and that makes it really hard to find my place in this world
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: October. 18, 2013 Friday 5:26 PM
You told me to wait for you
I did
you never came back for me,

You told me to be honest with you
I was
and you got mad at me,

You told me to be happy
I was
you never saw that,

You told me to go after my dreams
I tried
you got so jealous,

You told me to be faithful
I was
you accused me of being a *****,

You told me to trust you
I did
you left my heart at the door,

You told me to be myself
I did
you didn't like who I was,

When questions would arise about why we did what we did
I had a good reason
all you could say was "because",

You told me to make a choice
I did
I chose you,

You tossed me away like a ******* toy
after all we have been through,

You told me I was always wrong
after all of the things that you have done,

You told me to go away
I did
I moved on
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: December. 19, 2011 Monday 2:36 AM
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