maybella snow

maybella snow Aug 2013

if people talk about me
behind my back
i really don't mind
i don't hear it,
it doesn't bother me
why do you care if they do?
why are you scared to tell people about me?
...yeah it hurts, you don't want them to know?
why?

maybella snow Aug 2013

i just wanna be pretty

5 words

*fat, ugly, gross; everyday words

don't tell me i'm pretty please, it's not what i'm asking for.
simply making a statement about societies effects on young teenagers
yeah female and male, there's ways people should want to look
if thats what is displayed as "pretty"
then there's the whole, "everyone is beautiful in their own way"
why do words like fat ugly gross exist if everyone is "perfect in their own way"
beautiful in their heart, it doesn't matter if these words exist anyway

maybella snow Aug 2013

how would the tree feel?

desperate hands clasping branches
            forcing the limbs to shake
            just as much as hands
                    the of the climber
    leaves and new buds are torn off
                     tears
                    blood
                    sweat
           is smeared on the tree
                                             a rope
is tied around the strongest bough
    the rope is coarse and chafes
                       skin and bark
a dead weight pulls
the branch bends with added weight
the coarse rope holds dead life
the snap is bone and branch
blood and tree sap spills
                   yet only one natural thing lived
                   how does the tree feel about this?

depressive maybe eh

maybella snow Aug 2013

walls must be so self conscious

people are always changing walls
                   new paint
                            wall paper
                            filling holes
                            knocking them down
walls would be so self conscious
    no one likes them
    the way they are

random thoughts

maybella snow Aug 2013

i'm locking down everything

no more letting people know my pain
no more showing weakness
no more people will see my tears
no more anything
i think it's time
for me to stop
writing poetry
for everyone
to see
sorry

maybella snow Aug 2013

that saying

"enemies hurt
but friends hurt more"
is truer than anything
i've even known

maybella snow Aug 2013

and here is the explosion

5 words

*yell away