A fresh page,
Ripe to rape,
To fill with
Thoughts, emotions, rage
A lot of poets
are egotistical wankers
who think they
can write,
but can't.
I hate reading poetry,
I love my poetry,
Am I a narcissist?
I hope not.
I don't like narcissists.
I can't write,
What am I thinking?
'Sometimes life is not a
Cake walk served up
On a silver spoon'
Don't write poetry, Josh.
You can't do it...
I'm not a poet.
I listen to baby
**** metal and
Watch My
Little Pony -
I have long hair and
I like rainbows.
The sticky-note on
my wall says:
"Bah! Stanzas!"
Another one says
"Welcome to the
Honorary Magical
Unicorn Squad"
So....
I started writing
with intent,
I defenestrated it,
though...
It is on the ground
outside my window.
I should go pick it up.
I mean...
It is cold outside.
I don't know...
Sometimes...
You just have to
let intent die and
go with words
that don't rhyme
and express emotion,
I'm not poetrying,
right now.
I'm talking to a
red notebook, with
thoughts reading
'I must show this to
my brother and post
this on a site with
people I don't know
that will hopefully
'upvote' my poem'
It feels good
not to be deep,
To just turn my
brain off and
Write because what
the **** else am I
gonna do at
3'o'clock in the morning
on Sunday.
I'm a 13 year
old boy, I probably
will be whisked off
to church with my
mother at 7 am.
I have a party
today I need
to go to.
The boy I have
a crush on will be
there, and so will
alcohol, so you
know what that means.
Oh god,
That sound manipulative...
What the **** Josh.
Today I wrote
something that was
a couple tiers above
Infant Annihilator lyrics.
About ****** newborns,
Why didn't I
Cry?
I described very
vividly what I thought
would happen in that
situation with
everything too,
Including the baby's
internal organs,
I don't like my
thoughts
I'm a coltcuddler,
I'm a furry
I think about
My Little Pony and
Asian businessmen
who teleport instead
of taking the bus to
work.
My friend went
to the school
dance as Gamzee
Or someone else.
She's in some weird
fandom... But I can't judge.
I went as a rainbow
I can't come out as
Bisexual her or else
some **** redneck
kid will want my
*** and head
on a post on his lawn
********* Josh...
Why couldn't you
have been born
a bisexual girl...
Everyone likes
bisexual girls.
Don't tell anyone...
But I like the
way I look when
I'm dressed as a
girl. I'm being
a drag queen for
Halloween, and my
friend, Kady, did my
makeup for practice.
I am beautiful as a girl.
There's this boy
In the high school
who dresses up as
a girl, but isn't gay.
His name is 'Kailee'
He is beautiful.
They played 'Come on Eileen'
at the school dance. Kady
and her friend, Trinity, were
doing the Patrick and Sam
dance from 'The Perks Of Being
a Wallflower' I was supposed
to be charlie but
they stopped the music
before I was supposed
to come in...
**** Commies...
Some of you have
stopped reading.
Some at 'Baby rape'
Some at 13 year old boy'
Some at 'Boy I have
a crush'
**** everyone who
stop reading
Josh
You shouldn't masturbate.
Josh
You shouldn't read smut.
Josh
You should stop being
such a little whiny
pathetic brat.
I hate myself
"Give up on your
dreams, kiddo,"
"But...no..."
Don't hang in there.
Fucking.
Kill.
Yourself.
You stupid cunt.
Y'no
I want to write a book,
Call it 'The Raft'
About a girl
named 'V' and
a boy named
Isaac
Isaac is a real person.
I loved him.
He didn't love me.
I cried.
He didn't comfort me,
though
He was home
I was home
It was 11 at
night on a
school night.
Y'no,
I read a lot of
gay smut.
The best
story was
a scotch on the rocks.
Scotch blows,
Gets fucked,
Fucks,
And gets a boyfriend.
I want a boyfriend,
I just don't think
Austin is gay or
bisexual.
I hope he is...
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 7:49 AM UTC
A fresh page,
Ripe to rape,
To fill with
Thoughts, emotions, rage
A lot of poets
are egotistical wankers
who think they
can write,
but can't.
I hate reading poetry,
I love my poetry,
Am I a narcissist?
I hope not.
I don't like narcissists.
I can't write,
What am I thinking?
'Sometimes life is not a
Cake walk served up
On a silver spoon'
Don't write poetry, Josh.
You can't do it...
I'm not a poet.
I listen to baby
**** metal and
Watch My
Little Pony -
I have long hair and
I like rainbows.
The sticky-note on
my wall says:
"Bah! Stanzas!"
Another one says
"Welcome to the
Honorary Magical
Unicorn Squad"
So....
I started writing
with intent,
I defenestrated it,
though...
It is on the ground
outside my window.
I should go pick it up.
I mean...
It is cold outside.
I don't know...
Sometimes...
You just have to
let intent die and
go with words
that don't rhyme
and express emotion,
I'm not poetrying,
right now.
I'm talking to a
red notebook, with
thoughts reading
'I must show this to
my brother and post
this on a site with
people I don't know
that will hopefully
'upvote' my poem'
It feels good
not to be deep,
To just turn my
brain off and
Write because what
the **** else am I
gonna do at
3'o'clock in the morning
on Sunday.
I'm a 13 year
old boy, I probably
will be whisked off
to church with my
mother at 7 am.
I have a party
today I need
to go to.
The boy I have
a crush on will be
there, and so will
alcohol, so you
know what that means.
Oh god,
That sound manipulative...
What the **** Josh.
Today I wrote
something that was
a couple tiers above
Infant Annihilator lyrics.
About ****** newborns,
Why didn't I
Cry?
I described very
vividly what I thought
would happen in that
situation with
everything too,
Including the baby's
internal organs,
I don't like my
thoughts
I'm a coltcuddler,
I'm a furry
I think about
My Little Pony and
Asian businessmen
who teleport instead
of taking the bus to
work.
My friend went
to the school
dance as Gamzee
Or someone else.
She's in some weird
fandom... But I can't judge.
I went as a rainbow
I can't come out as
Bisexual her or else
some **** redneck
kid will want my
*** and head
on a post on his lawn
********* Josh...
Why couldn't you
have been born
a bisexual girl...
Everyone likes
bisexual girls.
Don't tell anyone...
But I like the
way I look when
I'm dressed as a
girl. I'm being
a drag queen for
Halloween, and my
friend, Kady, did my
makeup for practice.
I am beautiful as a girl.
There's this boy
In the high school
who dresses up as
a girl, but isn't gay.
His name is 'Kailee'
He is beautiful.
They played 'Come on Eileen'
at the school dance. Kady
and her friend, Trinity, were
doing the Patrick and Sam
dance from 'The Perks Of Being
a Wallflower' I was supposed
to be charlie but
they stopped the music
before I was supposed
to come in...
**** Commies...
Some of you have
stopped reading.
Some at 'Baby rape'
Some at 13 year old boy'
Some at 'Boy I have
a crush'
**** everyone who
stop reading
Josh
You shouldn't masturbate.
Josh
You shouldn't read smut.
Josh
You should stop being
such a little whiny
pathetic brat.
I hate myself
"Give up on your
dreams, kiddo,"
"But...no..."
Don't hang in there.
Fucking.
Kill.
Yourself.
You stupid cunt.
Y'no
I want to write a book,
Call it 'The Raft'
About a girl
named 'V' and
a boy named
Isaac
Isaac is a real person.
I loved him.
He didn't love me.
I cried.
He didn't comfort me,
though
He was home
I was home
It was 11 at
night on a
school night.
Y'no,
I read a lot of
gay smut.
The best
story was
a scotch on the rocks.
Scotch blows,
Gets fucked,
Fucks,
And gets a boyfriend.
I want a boyfriend,
I just don't think
Austin is gay or
bisexual.
I hope he is...
