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Josephine Wilea Apr 2020
I have figured out
that all I have to do
is put on my most
blissful
grand
lip-tearing
smile
for you to notice me.
So I will rip apart
every single muscle
in my face
for you to
smile back.
Zywa Apr 2020
I let the light shine

through my attentive heart, yes –


I cherryblossom!
Collection "Take a picture, now"
Francesca Apr 2020
!
Jealousy should not be mistaken
As wanting attention
A pure loving heart
Would never
Make jealousy
A reason
To break ties
Mrs Anybody Apr 2020
you just
                   show interest
in me
        when
you are
        lonely

   don't you?
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Cayley Raven Mar 2020
What is a boat good for
where there's no water?
A coma tied to dockside
missing it's blue waves.

What is poet's purpose
when he's a lousy knotter?
A lack of words on paper,
his mind is short of tales.

He's fishing for ideas
on a ship that won't sail,
oblivious to his surroundings,
he's only bound to fail.
Let the boat be the poet's attention.
Artem Mars Mar 2020
No one calls me smart
They all check my grades
Mockery of the success
Shameful of the less
Trophy for being a disappointment
I try my hardest
Just for the attention
The approval
Is what keeps me going
I want an A
But I’m labeled with a B, C, D, or F
The attention is all wrong
The ridicule
Not reward
Nothing feels retained
I want a place to post
To show I’m more
To feel seen and liked
To see mean and nice
To share what I do with a brush
What I can do with facepaint
See others
Share songs
But it's about **** time
That they see it isn't
The showing to others
That ensured my demise
The help they would give me
The eyes and the ears
To feel seen and heard
The spotlight again
It will shine on my face
As if everyone cared
As if I wasn't so scared
And I would feel cured
But the labels I gain
Seem to be retained
Without a constraint
Of worry and pain
School is no longer about learning, it's about passing
Xoaquín Oznian Mar 2020
["Lucky Lucky (Original Mix)" by Jake-Tech & Paul HG is playing in the background.]

"You're a blessing."
"You're bad luck."
"You're hard not to love."
"You deserve a raise."
"You're a young god."
"Hey future Grammy winner."
"You're so ******* sweet."
"You smell good."
"He smells good as ****."
"I wish I would have aborted you."
"Won't you leave my house on this beautiful Sunday?"
"You're nothing special."
"We'd be the talk of the club."
"We can be friends."
"Are you interested in being friends?"
"You look so handsome."
"I love your outfit. It looks amazing."
"I want your jacket bro. Where can I get it?"
"My main man."
"Employee of the month right there."
"I love you bro."
"I hate you."
"I thought you were gay when I first met you."
"You're such a kind person and you have a good spirit."
"You deserve all the happiness that comes your way."
"Give it up you ****."
"I had a lot of fun with you."

1,000 words. 1,000 smiles. 1,000 tears. 1,000 wounds. 1,000 scars.

So much joy. So much pain. So deep. So uplifting.

I greatly enjoy the compliments. I love the attention.

I love it so much. It's like a rush.

I love it when people notice me.

It's like an addiction that I never want to get rid of.

What can I do but welcome it all?

After all I can just bottle it up and stuff it down my throat, right?

I can ignore and demolish the negative.

I can smile and invite the positive, right?

After all, I got all of these cam models, strippers and escorts to provide me with ****** companionship and limitless intimacy.

And as long as I got these cam models, strippers and escorts to provide me with said ****** companionship and limitless intimacy

I'll be alright.
Zywa Mar 2020
So I fell asleep,

there is no doubt about it –


because I wake up.
"Oostende" ("Ostend", 2020, K. Schippers)

Collection "Here &Now&"
Zywa Mar 2020
Speaking in public

is just being personal –


to many people.
“Niets is gelogen” (“Nothing is a lie”, 2019, Sacha Bronwasser)

Collection "Look at me"
Zywa Mar 2020
It's nice that you think of me
but fantasy would be too much
I am mine, not yours

when I am alone at home
at the table or in bed, longing
for company or attention

or not, I just eat and sleep
in the creases of the night
ignorant whether the moon is shining

In the morning, I awake
the birds arouse my nerves
and sometimes it rains

I have to *** and urgently
be busy, do not think that
you should brush your teeth

to kiss me and melt
me in your warmth
I'm not that lonely
For Maria Godschalk

Collection “Bruises"
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