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Exhale Your Mind Jun 2015
I was told i wasn't smart enough.
I was told that i wouldn't achieve anything.
But here i am, standing on a stage. Undressed by all my imperfections
With emotional nakedness in front of the mic.
Covered in fear, but driven by courage.

We've all been told something negative.
However our necessity to survive these discouragements should keep our dreams alive.
We should follow our happiness like footsteps in a minefield.
And let succes exist through the art that we create.
Lauren Leal Jun 2015
My mind is a vast universe
With words and rhymes and so diverse
Which galaxy will I traverse
Must go forward not in reverse

I shall find and collaborate
the right words to elaborate
The message I wish to divulge
For hungery minds to indulge

But these words are spread afar
Dancing and gleaming off every star
But some get lost and forgotten
My rhymes misbegotten

But with all the time and space
I must build my base
and slowly weave these words with grace
With a piece of my heart to trace
Me trying to peice together who I am with the woven words of my poems found in the mass universe of my mind.
Nikita Jun 2015
Life isn't about finding yourself
Its about creating yourself
Amanda Frost Nov 2013
"Every body has a story"

That's what they have said
I sat wondering what is my story
my head was striving for that one
inspirational story
that they would applaud for
because their success from point A to point B
was so out of this world because they were able
to stretch from their rock bottom all the way to the moon
and all the stars and back

I wondered if I had to pretend
to create a rock bottom
so I could rise to the top
even though I don't have a story

Then I hit
I hit the bottom hard at that moment
because I realized that I made myself believe
I had no worth because
I didn't have something important to tell
I felt no worth
and that is my story

I am here today to start creating my life
because stories don't just come to you
you have to create them
Rockie May 2015
I'm just another angry kid to you,
I'm just another kid whose problems
Are just meaningless
In the reality of things.

I'm just another angry kid to you,
I'm just another kid whose problems
Are wrapped around me,
In the tightest shell I could create.

I'm just another angry kid to you.
My problems are *worthless.
Samantha Goodman May 2015
First take an empty shell
And carve to your liking
The contours of muscles and veins
And the strong jaw
All threaded with fur,
Then stuff it with excelsior
And anoint it with sharp cologne,
Dress the body in the finest blues and grays,
Kiss the tired hands that work
So you don't have to--
And talk
Because silence is a valiant listener.
Erin Atkinson May 2015
I am not made of metal.
It does not take
             immeasurable strength
                                           to put       cracks       in me
I bend
                  and I
break
                                 and I
do so quite easily.

I am not ashamed of this.

                                              I will no
                                               longer
                                                allow
                                               myself
                                                to be
                                          the iron bars
                              You think guard my heart.

I will flow like river,
And sway like branches of trees.
                   I will dance,
and you will see
               I am not this unflinching thing
you have created me to be.
Most of us love to follow trends!
More like we have no minds of our own..
   I'm talking of clothing trends,make up trends,etc
  As an artist,following too many trends;drains you of your creativity..
   If trends should exist,it should be your job to create them and not follow them..
  Your gift of art is unique,let it show..let it shine..
Trends aren't BAD,you just need to have your own choices and opinions.
kris evans May 2015
WE WILL ALL DIE ONE DAY.....
a certainity we cant change....
not concerning  myself
with this bitter truth...
let me wish .....
to create....
something worth IT....
NOT ONLY for myself....
but for those breathing alongside me.....
which will STAY.....
LONG AFTER I LEAVE....
MY BODY CAUGHT I
yolo
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