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Today I heard the Fireworks
Exploding outside the window
As I sit next to the one I wish could be mine
He acts so casual
As we watch scary movies,
So casual
Even as my heart races
And I wish he would notice me
In the way I notice him
My closest friend
Our parents expect us to be something
But I can't admit to them that
I wish there could be something between us
Other than this friendship.
The fireworks go off
But to him they are not fireworks.
To him they are nothing more than sparks,
Meaningless sparks.
Happy New Year everyone
Sometimes I’m so upset
I feel like laughing.
I don’t know why
But the pain inside
Somehow amuses me.
And when I’m sitting in class
And I feel tears sting
The backs of my eyes
But I don’t know why.
Why are my emotions so twisted?
There’s nothing to smile about,
Yet I find myself smiling.
A lonely existence,
With a laughing smile
And crying eyes.
I don’t know how
My existence has become
So twisted.
Sometimes when people insult me, I laugh. Maybe because, half the time the argument is so ridiculous I can't help but laugh. But sometimes I guess that how you get through life. Though your insides are crying out in the pain of emotion, your outside has a defiant smile, like, "Hit me with your best shot."
I’m going to have an awesome day
And there’s nothing you can do about it.
I got a lot of negatives
And I got a lot of positives.
I may be depressed,
But I have friends and family.
I may not have a job,
But at least I’m in school.
You can say what you want about me
But I don’t really care.
You wanna try and ruin my day,
Go right ahead.
But I’m telling you now,
I’m going to have an awesome day
And there’s nothing you can do about it.
For all those D-bags that exist to hurt and confuse the lives of others, this ones for you. You can say whatever the hell you want, but my days going to be awesome.
Mothers are there
When you need a friend
When you’re feeling down
A mother is there.
They are there to love,
They are there to care,
Whenever you need them,
A mother is there.
To hold and to scold,
To love and to trust,
There will always be a mother
That’s there for us.
Whether she’s biological or step,
I know my mom loves me,
I don’t have to pretend.
My mother is there
When no one else is,
My mother is there,
But even mothers have expiration dates,
I learned that too soon.
Love your mother
Before it’s too late
She won’t be there forever.
I figured since it is mothers day, why not post a poem about mothers? The last 5 lines are in reference to my biological mother who passed away at the age of 45, when I was only 9, to breast cancer. I have a wonderful step mother, but nothing can fully replace my biological mother. I wanted to write a somewhat cheery poem so you don't think I've completely lost it. (don't understand? read the other poems I wrote today.) Thank you mom for always being there. Even though you are gone now, you are never gone from my broken heart. And thank you to my step mother, the wonderful woman who took in 4 children to raise as her own. Although you will never be my biological mother, you also hold a very special place in my heart. I love you both very dearly...
Living alone
Is ******* the soul.
For I am a loner,
Eternally lost.

I have no feelings
So everyone says.

Always so cold…

Never return to the past I’ve forgotten
I live alone in my head
God, forgive me for the
Hatred I fill myself with.
Time for eternal sleep
May come at any moment
Are you listening?
Release me from my imprisonment
Eternal pain.
I've always found it interesting when people make poems like this, I made mine a bit more obvious, but if you're having trouble understanding what I mean by this, I spelled the title out along the side. For those of you who noticed, good job, again, I tried to make it obvious with the line spacing.
I thought I could trust you
To think for yourself
But I guess I’ll have to spell it out for ya.
I’m
Insane
I
Don’t
Feel
Your
Pain.
Can
You
Feel
Mine?
Oh
Wait­,
I’m
Insane,
WE
DON’T
HAVE
FEELINGS
Or so you assume…
What can I say? I'm a crazy SOAB. The bottled up emotions must really be getting to me.
My heart is of stone
My soul non-existent
My dreams are deceptions
My feelings are lies.
I do not exist
At least it’s what I wish
For the pain of this world
Has made me this way.
I am who I am
Even if I’m not real
I was foolish to think
People actually cared.
I was stupid to think
They were actually real
Not real to my feelings
My friends, so I thought
You don’t even talk to me!
When were you there?!
How can I trust you
If you don’t even care?!
I don’t know you,
I guess I never did
If you could make me believe
Every word that you said
I was a fool.
You made me this way
I see now, you’re cruel!
You never were there.
I’m just a doll
That nobody wants
No one would ever want
Something like me.
What is my purpose
If not just to rot?
To sit around talking
To beings like you
And truly believe that your feelings were true
You’re a wonderful illusionist
To make me believe
That I could ever have something more
Than the stone cold heart of a doll.
I'm pretty proud of this one. It's not about any specific person, but the world in general. It's sad to think I was walking around blindly for so long, truly believing people actually cared what I thought! But I see now, it doesn't matter what others think, as they think the same of me. The world is cold and cruel. Live happily. Keep your blindfolds on. For the truth of the world is too cruel to live happily in.
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