You were once something believable,
Who had empathy towards many,
Who could sympathize with the less fortunate,
One who taught legendary morals in life.

You were once brilliant,
Who always helped and never hindered,
You were once blessed by sacred God to become desirable,
Until you had excessive desires for illusions.

You were once goal oriented,
Until you become a monster for all the wrong reasons,
You were incapable  of handling peer pressure of tons in need,
And became Psychotic over your own thoughts.

You were once baffled by your own thoughts,
Yet now there is no path to take home,
You’ve entered penalty and death,
There’s not a word to help.

You were once a leader,
Fearless and brave,
Who took a turn in following the path of your gut,
Saying you couldn’t help thee anymore.

You were once a legend of excitement,
Who later should’ve followed your heart,
For you knew all along what was right,
But fooled by mental agony and torture.

I was doing so well not texting him for 10 days despite him texting me,
Then I blew it and texted him yesterday.
Now I have to start all over again,
And this time I'm considering never texting him again.
I hate him with all my might,
He's so selfish and likes to take control.
I hate him,
Simple as that.

She's sneeky and clever,
Who fools us all,
Tearing up our floorboards and socks,
But so dainty and small.
She begs for a dropping,
I' m not to give her a thing,
She becomes jubilant and untamed,
Hiding under our beds and chewing up our wires,
Chaos, she does bring.
Driving us up the wall,
Barking at innocent men,
She is superior above us all,
She's Sandy, till the the end.

The reason why I'm not happy,
Is that I feel I have nothing to look forward to anymore.

Had a good day,
And didn't think about the cockroach once!

Why the heck did I just unblock him on fb?
I have now hit depression mode.

As the golden sun sets,
My eyes tear and sparkle with joy,
The burning torture of the day; gone,
And now the white light to enjoy.
I sit at the stroke of midnight,
Eyeing beautiful lights up in the night sky,
Thousands; millions enraptured my acceptance,
Watching is a privilege, yet not to fly.
There is more to be seen,
For tiny stars are resting above me,
They call on me as to do a favor,
I am to count these stars,
Everyone I see.
Yet the beauty gets more intense,
Of newer, bigger stars forming,
Yet my ears follow another sound,
There becomes grayness for storming!
Stars faded one by one,
Some vanished in a row,
For this was no joke,
Nor any show!
The most widely known star,
Burned the cloud,
For whatever tiny stars were left cheered,
The night seemed so proud.

Her name is Ava,
An autistic girl who just needs love,
A beautiful angel sent to us,
From almighty God, up above.
She's in her own little world,
That is far from here,
What she doesn't know is that she's loved,
An innocent girl who lives in fear.
She may be aggressive at times,
Disobey the rules and cry,
But she can't help her actions,
We can only hope and try.
I can empathize with her,
I can cry like her as well,
But I will never see the world through Ava's eyes,
A girl with much to tell.

Never give up what you love in life,
Only give up what you hate.

“Help, help!”
Cried a boy in the wings,
A broken heart cannot be fixed,
He pleases he sings.
But he’s left without a clue,
A reason why he’s next to go,
His father takes out his whip,
The boy already knows.
He takes a gander at the long, black whip,
Struggling to make away,
But he’s trapped in his fear and mental agony,
In his father’s den, he stays.
On the count of one,
He stares at him with interrogating eyes,
On the count of two,
He says his last goodbyes,
On the count of three,
He’s no longer here,
His soul peacefully rests with God,
As he sheds one last tear.

I feel important at times,
But I mostly feel worthless and unimportant.
People may say I am worth a lot,
But it's false.
I used to be important,
But now I'm torn apart.
I've been exploited enough to last a lifetime.
My friends are always busy or barely get together with me outside of school,
And I feel studying and school work is all that there is to life now that tennis season is over.
I just want to go to college already,
To get away from a hard life I have always had.

He called me last night,
And I was in complete shock,
Because he's just that desperate,
To tease me, exploit me, and irritate me beyond belief.

*Thank God I didn't answer it and haven't spoken to him for a while now.

If he starts talking to you,
He finds you cute.
If he keeps talking to you,
He is interested in you.
If he flirts with you,
He wants to get to know you.
If he asks you out,
He wants to see a different side of you.
If he kisses you,
He is experimenting with you.
If he asks you out again,
He finds you appealing.
If he becomes comforatable around you,
He likes you.
If he becomes reserved around your family,
He's respecting you.
If he says sweet things to you,
He finds you beautiful.
If he hugs you for more than ten seconds,
He's been hurting and needs you.
If he kisses you passionately,
He really likes you.
If he holds your hand,
He believes you are a couple now.
If he makes you laugh,
He is very fond of your personality.
If he wants to get more intimate with you,
He cares very much about you.
If he listens to you,
He is becoming very close with you.
If he smiles and looks in your eyes,
He doesn't want to let you go.
If he shares his life with you,
He is falling for you.
If he forgets at first, but comes back to hug you, "goodbye,"(temporarily)
He really is the greatest guy.
If he treats you well,
He wants to be with you.
If he does things just for you,
He loves you.
If he buys you meaningful things,
He really cares about you.
If he has you on his mind most of the time,
He's in love with you.
If you love him with all your heart,
And he loves you with all his heart,
Then he's the one.

Two Men,
Traveled into the forest,
Very foolish and wise,
When they came across,
A shoe,
With many lies.
Peter asked Harry,
What they shall do,
They had found an old,
And broken shoe.
When suddenly,
The shoe came alive,
It had gown thick,
And sturdy eyes.
The men were so frightened,
Yet so eager and suspenseful,
They were willing
To know more,
About this little ripped sore.
The shoe opened its mouth,
And only said 3 words,
Fly with birds.
These men were confused,
Very clueless and dumb,
Peter had aimed for a target,
Then spit out his gum.
The shoe spoke again,
“Fly with birds”,
Yet only a fool,
Would follow that,
But they were nerds.
The men ran together; frightened,
Holding the shoe,
They knew what was happening,
They really, really knew.
The men were now lost,
So sorrow and blue,
What was that strong stench?
Could it be the shoe?
At that very moment,
The shoe flied up,
To the birds,
And when he landed with them,
He said, “Hey nerds”.
The men were fooled,
By a clever shoe,
Who knew he’s fly free,
Without any of thee.
Both nerds
Were now speechless,
Yet nowhere to be found,
But then finally decided,
To turn back around.

This blue Honda Civic is surely not mine,
It's too perfect, you may find.
Driven home by my heartbroken mother,
Always knowing, we have each other.
My Honda's parked on the street,
Not a spec of dust and perfectly neat.
Glancing at such a car every day,
With a quick nod, then walking away.
Why is this beauty for me,
What have  I done to deserve thee?
It speaks my name now,
I wonder how.
It's awaiting for me,
To be painlessly set free.

If given the chance,
Would you erase the past,
Or simply move forward,
Like every second was your last?
Would you ponder your thoughts,
Or sleep your life away,
Would you crawl under a rock,
Day after day?
Would you open up your heart,
To the one you truly love,
Or would you lock up your feelings,
And give fate a shove?
Would you reach the farthest you could reach,
Or fall down with regret,
Would you ever defy yourself as self-actualized,
Or suffer from anxiety, lonesome, and much fret?
Would you accept who you are,
Or watch others grow,
Would you discover happiness,
Or remain too shy; too slow?
Would you keep your head up high,
When you're feeling down,
Or isolate yourself,
From all around?
Would you follow your heart,
Or only use your head,
Would you let true talent go to waste,
And feel as if it's dead?
Would you drink your sorrows away,
Or face reality,
Would you fight until satisfied,
Or suffer brutality?
Would you speak your mind,
Or let others exploit you,
Would you live life to its fullest,
Or become withered; black and blue?
Would you cry when you needed to,
Or have a large lump in your throat,
Would you express your emotions,
As your personal anecdote?
Would you always think positive,
Or have a negative mind,
Would you make the most of your life,
Or have the beauty, yet to find.
Would you help those in need,
Or just hope and pray,
Would you make an impact in their lives,
Or assume they'll be okay?
So if given the chance,
Would you begin your life anew,
Or contemplate all the memories,
After all you've gone through.

The next time he texts me,
I'm going to text him back something pretty nasty,
To show him how much he's hurt me,
And to make him look like a ******.

I stand atop a hill,
Right in the thick of love,
Deeply pondering my thoughts,
From high, up above.
It was not until I saw your face,
Did my heart slowly start to pound,
Envisioning nothing more than blurriness,
From all around.
As I look into your eyes,
I can’t help but form a luminous smile,
A feeling that comes only within,
And appears all the worthwhile.
How did I find such a worthy guy?
Respectful and sincere beyond belief,
Loving and very much admirable,
Attractive, heartwarming, with perfect teeth.
I stand atop a hill,
Embracing you with loving arms,
Kissing your lips with passion,
Discovering all you’re charms.
You leave me in much suspense,
Every time we unite,
You’re love to me exceeds all expectations,
A feeling oh, so right!
So much freedom,
We endure,
As we embark on new adventures,
With much to explore.
I stand atop a hill,
Smiling endlessly through the night,
Because I know you’re always there for me,
Always shining bright. <3

The only problem with moving on from him,
Is that I've kept one thing a secret the entire time,
I look to how unfortunate it is,
That the past can never be erased.

She doesn't know writing is my life,
She doesn't know I want to become a writer,
She doesn't know I'm trying the best I can,
She doesn't know I'm a fighter.
She doesn't know I love to sing,
She doesn't know how I feel,
She doesn't know who I am,
She doesn't know this is real.
She doesn't know I'm always tired,
She doesn't know when I have a dreadful day,
She doesn't know Who I am,
She will never know if I'm okay.

I stare out into space,
With too solemn a face.
Envisioning the deceased adjacent to me,
Three pods in a pea.
But they suddenly became relentless and attached,
But still so beautifully matched.
They were clinging onto my neck,
As it gradually became a wreck.
I could no longer see and my face was pale,
Such omniscient spirits and yet me, so frail.
Endless caressing of my face,
Oh, such a disgrace!
I ended up in a place of pure white,
Where there were no longer spirits of the night.

Why do I sit here constantly pressing a button on my phone,
To make it light up,
Only to not see a text from my ex.
I'm trying to move on,
After all, he treated me like garbage,
but why do I still wait for his text?!
I'm losing my mind,
And I'm trying my best to move on in my life,
And distance myself from him for a while,
Only it's not working out,
I'm still waiting for his text.
Why?????????

I think he is very much capable of living his life,
Without me in it.

If I died today,
Would the people care,
Would they take notice,
Of every wound implanted; every tear?
But my soul has died today,
And my heart, a solid black,
Then the tears came again,
If only I died a heart-attack.

He hid his true personality for the duration of six months,
Then he couldn't help himself,
But show me his true colors.
Never let a guy bring you down.

Your strong belief in nature,
Is too detrimental for my taste.

The deep feelings you have,
Compresses and destroys nature.

The eerie emotions you have pertaining to the outdoors,
Helpless and closed shut is nature.

You make every day life unbearable,
With expressing your opinion about nature.

People become humble and lifeless,
For you are sadly not compatible with nature.

Valentines day
Brings happiness to people
Candy hearts
That melt in your mouth
The aroma of flowers
In a scented garden
Waiting to be picked
Gold and silver rings
Wishing to be bought
People buying presents and gifts
Asking for marriages
Showing all their love and care
The tranquility of many
A day of relaxation
Mainly to enjoy the beauty of this day
And to cherish it while it lasts.

I hate him more than hell,
He's psychotic and always yells.
I can never impress him in any way,
He's bitter every day.
I hate him for not caring for me,
For not giving me a chance to be free.
I'm trapped inside his rules,
O thank God I changed schools.
I couldn't bear living another day in this house,
I feel as weak as a mouse.
I'm sick of him,
As simple as that,
He never gets along with me,
And that's a fact.
It's all pretend,
You see,
He is omnipotent only,
Just let me be.
Every day gone by,
I see him and cry.
Our relationship has drowned,
He's disappointed in me,
I've found.
I feel like I'm the one to blame,
Throughout this everlasting game.

You love,
You learn,
You cry,
You burn.

*I know there are still many opportunities to meet different guys (especially in college not too far away)

Matthew's eyes widen,
He's found the prize,
A special animal,
What a surprise!
Soft and friendly,
But brown and white,
He knew this critter,
Was very much right!
He picked it up,
With all suspense,
The guinea pig squirmed,
And seemed very tense.
But Matthew calmed her down,
It layed soundly in his arms,
Matthew always thought to love,
And not to ever harm.
A thought went through Matthew's mind,
Should I name him Fluffy, Jerry.....
No, Sam I am!
The little critter loved that name,
And jumped for joy,
Then went and played,
With his addicting toy.
Matthew had taken Sam home,
And only till later did Sam feel tired,
It fell asleep rapidly,
From the amount of excitement,
This guinea had fired.

I feel important at times,
But I mostly feel worthless and unimportant.
People may say I am worth a lot,
But it's false.
I used to be important,
But now I'm torn apart.
I've been taken advantaged of to last a lifetime.
My friends are always busy or barely get together with me outside of school,
And I feel studying and school work is all that there is to life now that tennis season is over.
I just want to go to college already,
To get away from a hard life I have always had.

The burning feeling of love inside,
Beating hearts that collide.
My heart races here to show,
We're inseperable to and fro.
My tiny hand rests in yours,
As we wander through the open doors.
Jogging endlessly on the golden sand,
Exploring happily across the land.
Gazing into each others eyes,
Feeling our love, increase in size.
Holding each other tightly,
Whispering slightly.
Our lips attached,
The perfect match.
Chemistry building up,
Like a playful, little pup.
The deepest emotions two share,
In which nothing can compare.
I'm so blessed to have found love,
From paradise, up above.
So sacred to treasure,
Endless pleasure.
Desirable qualities in each of us,
Never a complain, nor a fuss.
A heart lifted as high as the sun,
Laughing, socializing, and having fun.
Love is the most valuable thing,
Such unique quality, it does bring.
Nothing will ever surpas the beauty of love,
I've found my destiny, from above.

Two ordinary flowers,
On the cold, dark floor,
One, two, three,
Wait...there's four.
Old and rusty,
But once beautiful and red,
They chose other flowers,
These soon to be dead.
But these roses were on a floor,
A designed and fancy floor,
These floors were very rich,
While these roses were sadly poor.
Until one day,
A young girl had bought these worthless flowers,
Which she put in a vase of water under the sunlight,
They'd last for hours.

As a gush of wind passes by me,
I hear a high-pitch sound,
I envision blurriness,
From all around.
I feel a gentle touch,
From the almighty winds' power,
I'm alone with the wind,
As high as a tower.
The singing breeze captures my attention,
As my curiosity rises,
I'm at ease with the wind,
Of various shapes, and sizes.
I see a shadow of the wind,
Feel the winds' breath on my skin,
I'm relaxed and content,
From my conscious within.

Spilling your heart out onto someone who won't care,
Contemplating all the love we shared.
Love?
Ha, it cannot be so,
A boy as book smart as you should know.
Was it ever love?
Or just you "above?"
Something inside me has already died,
And yet the pain can never subside.
You've unknowingly broken my heart in two,
Well at least I know the real you.
Your immaturity is never-ending,
But too much time I'm spending,
Dreaming unwanted dreams,
Though never as it seems,
Why did I ever say, "I love you,"
Figured I'm not the one for you.
You seem oblivious in everything you do,
You've hurt me deeply; black and blue.
Why do I still dream of you,
If only this feeling I could undo,
Because you make me more than depressed,
You think I'm impressed?
But I'm never going to hide my pain again,
After all, this is the end.
I'm free to excel in life,
Without the pain of a sharp knife,
Stabbing at my heart,
Thank God we're apart!
I'm at a place now where I can be free,
From all the pain you've caused me; all the misery.

As the golden sun sets,
My eyes tear and sparkle with joy,
The burning torture of the day; gone,
And now the white light to enjoy.
I sit at the stroke of midnight,
Eyeing beautiful stars up in the night sky,
Watching is a privelage,
Yet not to fly.
Yet my ears follow another sound,
A grey cloud is forming,
Yet my eyes visualize something epic,
There becomes greyness for storming!
Stars faded one by one,
Some vanished in a row,
For this was no joke,
Nor any show!
The most widely known star burned the cloud,
For whatever stars were left, cheered,
The night seemed so proud.

The perfect guy isn't real,
But a guy who will love you forever is real.

Agitated am I,
As to why I cannot express my heart,
I've met my limitation,
As just a start.
I sat here for hours,
Staring at the blank sheet of paper,
Having unwanted thoughts in my head,
Hearing nothing but the water vapor.
What happened to my abilities,
Where I was never stressed and had no fear,
I over think everything now,
Take a good look at me; I'm shear.
I've lost my self-confidence,
Always critisize my work,
Why can't I write to perfection?
I must be going beserk!
Empty and lost,
With nothing to say,
I have a writer's block,
To this day.

I feel as if I'm not as smart as I used to be,
And cannot handle difficult work.

Holy crap!
He just texted me,
When I was making progress,
Of erasing him completely!

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I am surely not an artist,
For I can’t paint or draw,
Nor am I a singer,
I sound far from clean and raw.
Geometry is not fun to me,
For I dislike angles and sides,
I will never be an accountant,
Or a phenomenal  surfer,
The fear of high waves and tides.
I will never be a chef,
I can’t cook a simply little meal,
I can’t jazz dance well,
Failure, I sometimes feel.
I am no cartoonist,
I never and will never take drugs,
Vile and grotesque suits them,
I’ve never smoked or drank,
Or put salt on slugs.
I don’t like breakfast,
I loathe being sick,
I dislike unfriendly people,
I am not fond of waking up early,
I don’t like reading long novels,
Nor comprehending difficult ones;
I hate poetry that doesn’t rhyme,
It puts pressure on me, tons.
I am not greedy,
I am not self-centered,
Success if far from what I feel,
This is negativity I’ve now entered.
This is NOT me,
This will never be me,
I am myself and nothing more,
I am difficult as you see.

He kisses me with passion,
Lucious lips gently pressing mine,
There is a long moment of silence,
As both of us shine.
O, how graceful he is,
Every smile, every kiss,
I cherish every moment together,
Everything about you, I do miss.
Two hearts beating as one,
A rush of excitement passes by me,
Always thinking of you,
Young, wild, and free.

It was my father who left me,
To discover a place of his own.
Lonely and disheartened I felt,
For a place called "unknown."
Baffled was I,
As to why he suddenly left me.
I trembled alone in fear,
Was I a goner soon to be?
Where have my hopes gone?
Withered away to stone?
Leaving nothing but the past,
For a place called "unknown."
Why do I feel resentment?
My father had a horrifying tone,
Had left me heartbroken,
For a place called "unknown."
My heart beats like thunder,
As I shiver to the bone.
My father ruined me,
For a place called "unknown!"
Where will I go from here?
Too much my father had shown,
A martyr my father will always be,
For a place called "unknown."

I just want to be happy,
Because I haven't smiled for a couple of weeks.

The glance at a frightening insect,
Who's by far grotesque to me,
For I cannot bear the sight of one,
This is pure horror to see.
A measily spider, dangeling from my ceiling,
I'm terrified and appauled by them,
Can't a measily spider see?
This gives me quite the heart attack,
One, two, or many more,
I'm far from passive,
I'm helpless forever more.

Writing poetry kills me inside now,
Because I used to write it for someone I loved.
Now that he hurt me,
I have to start loving myself again.

I ran till I could no more,
Him chasing me step by step,
But I turned around and froze,
He vanished from my life.

Life provokes obstacles,
That is encountered by many,
Pursuing such unique careers,
Cost a fortune; not a penny.
Life is vivacious,
Filled of laughter set by younger ones,
The memorable days of homework,
Yes, there was tons!
Life tells of a novel,
In which humanity grows,
Successful or not,
God always knows.
Being able to succeed in a future life,
Is not folly, yet a gift,
Taking chances and risking pure life,
Would be a great shift.
Life presumes to be adventurous,
Even if it doesn't go a certain way,
It will try Its absolute best,
Throughout life people will play.

Oh, summer,
You've finally arrived.
The wonderful feeling of the breeze,
Comes swirling around my face.
But out of the ordinary,
A flock of small seagulls,
Land of the yellow.
All of a sudden,
A beautiful, golden sun appears.

Oh, summer,
The kids are running,
To the pools,
While elders are tanning.
I buy an ice cream
At the crowded snack bar.
It
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Oh, summer,
A day for sports.
I go to play tennis,
The blazing sun beating on my head.

Oh, summer,
Camps are opening.
A first day at camp,
So much excitement!

Oh, summer,
We go on vacations,
To places we have never even seen before.

Oh, summer,
We meet new people,
Some nice, other's independent.

Oh, summer,
It's unfair you're leaving.
I've had so much excitement,
And hopefully next year,
You'll return again for more.