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deuynn Sep 2019
a stray light
splayed across oak hardwood floor
a girl
who they are

a girl with a
unique identity
they struggle over finding
out who they are

while they are
accepted for
who they are
they are forgotten

their preferences thrown
out the window in
favor of sticking to
the status quo
Inspired by my interpretation of life with a different gender identity than what would be widely known through out the queer community. I identify as a girl but don't feel comfortable with the pronouns associated with the gender.
deuynn May 2019
in this large world
from the beginning of humans
there have been two types
male and

as time goes on
more genders are sprinkled
into the mix
what you're born with is
no longer your identity

let's forget that for a second

even since there were only
males have always been

**** that

are just as capable

we can swear
we can fight
we can act
we can write
we can lead

we can
we can
we can

so shut up with that *******
"because we're men
we get to do what you can't"

living in fear
of the person who forces you to love them

nobody acknowledging
you when you say something
because of what's between your legs

you being ***** and the person responsible saying
"it's their fault for looking pretty"

we need to stop this now
yeah so here i am swearing thank you
deuynn Apr 2019
this is my lifeline
50 songs just waiting
to be played
3 hours of bliss

escaping from the
and delving deep into my own
created world
I realized that I haven't posted in a long time here so I just did a quick short poem. I'll do more soon.
deuynn Feb 2019
i gently tell him my
greatest secret
he believes me and
goes on with his

he asks me about the
threads in my vision
and i try to answer

but one question

i cannot answer
Second poem of the two. Thank you.
deuynn Feb 2019
in my world of red
everyone has a thread tied
to their pinky finger

sometimes it is a couple
that is connected, the small string
in between not
the only connection

and this is most of the time
the string leads elsewhere

in my world of red, i am the
only one without
a thread of fate
tying my destined partner and i

until i met that certain
green-haired boy
I'm working on a fanfic and I wanted to write a couple poems for it. Here is the first one.
Hehe, it's an IzuOcha fanfic where Ochako can see everyone's thread of fate except for her own. I think it'll be pretty good!
deuynn Dec 2018
the night is full
of stars

with millions of stars

i know that
it's my ancestor's fault
that our sky is
hiding the stars
from us

their irresponsibility leading
to the heavy pollution

hiding the stars from us

and yet they are angry at us

you're the one
who's at fault

i want to look at the stars

it would help me
comfort myself

i've only seen pictures

i just want to see a sky full of stars
the indigo void
freckled with the infinite stars that exist

they say
"I believe what I see"
does that mean that i shouldn't
believe in stars?

thank you
for polluting our world
and blaming us

it's you at fault
deuynn Nov 2018
i wish for
is for
someone to love

people joke
but there's a twist
they joke about terrible

they joke about
suicide and
mental states
why do they do that?

something i want
is for something to just
go my way for

i want
for someone to be
kind and
acknowledge me

rain falling outside my window
represents all of
the tears of the world

and the droplets
of the sky
cling on to trees

like i cling on to hope

suicidal thoughts cloud
my head every day
i always
them away

falling into depression
both the suffering
cell-mate and
the cruel jailer

i want the door to swing open
and to be free

but with bad things
repeatedly happening
i don't think it'll open

no friends
school is hell
my sister hates me
my dog doesn't even love me

get out of this hell
maybe live in another world
being a fangirl
that would truly make me happy

because is there anything in this world
that wants me?
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