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When you tried to give me a compliment I always turn the cheek Batting it away like it doesn't belong to me That my hair is too frizzy for you to like it My eyes too blue for your brown My legs are elegant but they are marked with my disappointment The purple and the blue will never go away Yes, the bruises will slowly heal but by the time one problem is resolved another sapling and will slowly take root and show it's colors You say my heart is made to heal But I can't find it It's buried so deep I can't hear it keeping time to my life song It's crushed under all my self downs and worries In that hollow it grows Like a new bud And one day it will turn into a flower My response to your comment is lost on my tongue It is somewhere tucked inside my conscience Playing hide and seek with the directions on how to talk to boys and how to give an oral report without turning red And I'm the seeker You tell me I'm beautiful But I can't hear you The voices taunting me inside my head are too loud for your soft voice Arguing about which way right When I find my answer it seems as if the time has already left You are already heading off in the other direction Leaving me stumbling over my daydreams and expectations Trying to get a grasp on what's ethical I always forget to say thank you It's sort of a bad habit I'm always too worried about what will happen if I say something wrong If I'll turn you away I want you to know that I want you to stay Stay close and hug me when I need it So I can help you through your hardships And carry each other's hopes and dreams upon our shoulders You will be the soldier of my heart Guarding the gates for all of the knights in shining armor that aren't noble enough to be my Prince Charming
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 9:09 AM UTC
Compliments
When you tried to give me a compliment I always turn the cheek Batting it away like it doesn't belong to me That my hair is too frizzy for you to like it My eyes too blue for your brown My legs are elegant but they are marked with my disappointment The purple and the blue will never go away Yes, the bruises will slowly heal but by the time one problem is resolved another sapling and will slowly take root and show it's colors You say my heart is made to heal But I can't find it It's buried so deep I can't hear it keeping time to my life song It's crushed under all my self downs and worries In that hollow it grows Like a new bud And one day it will turn into a flower My response to your comment is lost on my tongue It is somewhere tucked inside my conscience Playing hide and seek with the directions on how to talk to boys and how to give an oral report without turning red And I'm the seeker You tell me I'm beautiful But I can't hear you The voices taunting me inside my head are too loud for your soft voice Arguing about which way right When I find my answer it seems as if the time has already left You are already heading off in the other direction Leaving me stumbling over my daydreams and expectations Trying to get a grasp on what's ethical I always forget to say thank you It's sort of a bad habit I'm always too worried about what will happen if I say something wrong If I'll turn you away I want you to know that I want you to stay Stay close and hug me when I need it So I can help you through your hardships And carry each other's hopes and dreams upon our shoulders You will be the soldier of my heart Guarding the gates for all of the knights in shining armor that aren't noble enough to be my Prince Charming
Sorry I know it's not complete. It's a work in progress and I would like some feedback. Thanks!
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 9:09 AM UTC
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