I made myself so.
So small For so long So talk over me, I won't mind, I made myself so. So quieten me, If it's what you need. A speechless soul, I silenced myself so. Daddy didn't see you So take your aim Swing. Argue and I will cower. I taught myself so. Spread corrosive untruth, Use me and chew me out, I oppressed myself so. I see the end light, And imminent reprieve. So do what you like, I'll make myself so. Try to unpeel my skin, Titanium dermis, Beating bass drum, Gold flecked arteries, Narcissus shikari, Lover of innocence, I made myself so.
your ******* game. i can see through the jealousy that you hide inside of your heart. don't you dare get mad at me, for your envy is as ugly as your egoistic bruise. i won't hesitate to switch things up, you underground, with me up above.
Inspired by Ariana Grande's "Positions."
be a girl who wants to fight
not like the men out there wear three hundred pounds of muscle and fight **** out of someone be a girl, the girl who wants to fight with fears the impossibilities with tears fight within the cold person inside, to become more of human; HUMANITY IS ALL IT NEEDS fight with the scars left by people to turn the dreams into reality fight with the words so they make astonishing sentences don't convince yourself the society is full of haters, bullies covered with the masks of innocence don't try to show the real you because they should have the privilege to understand and begrudge be the girl who fights with silence so the demons shy to cause nuisance
to the every girl out there who are cursed by people don't let yourself down
they don't know you are the angel of tolerance , and I believe u can tolerate and get through
Tears dried on your caramel cheeks
Wondering why there’s so much to be scared of Thinking about escaping to a better place Where you do not feel like a burden Where you had not been a mistake Where you are not scared of being condemned But you already had to accept There’s no where to go and no one to turn to You have family as reliable as a bike with a broken chain Friends who are scared of you And a brain that has not yet developed Through the terrifying thoughts Horrible memories And flat out traumatizing events You are still fighting I know most day hurt being in the wrong body I know most days you just wish you’d been born right I know that one day you’ll be getting closer To being able to present how you want I know you’re scared But there’s something I need to tell you Something I need you to trust Dry your cheeks and listen to me you are now loved and you will be okay there is nothing wrong with who you are you’re allowed to be you we are two months on testosterone and becoming the man we’ve always knew we were I’m so proud of you
Oh sweet little girl
Wont you open your eyes Wont you wake up, Rise and Shine. Oh sweet little girl Wont you watch your tongue don't be so vocal or else you'll be shunned. Oh sweet little girl Hold your head high Have a straight back With shoulders wide. Oh sweet little girl Don't play in the mud Your shoes will be ruined, Don't mess with the bugs. Oh sweet little girl You study so hard Your effort is noted But your grades are subpar. Oh sweet little girl Don't travel alone There's people at night Who want to take you home. Oh sweet little girl How you've grown You're a women now With a mind of your own. Oh little women How your drive, drives you. How you reach for the stars Even with lips turning blue. Oh little women That's not what we said Don't speak your mind You're bringing up dread. Oh little women Leave that feather on the ground Leave that bug on the bush. There's nothing to be found. Oh young women Your voice is to loud The chaos you're causing is shaking the ground. Oh young women You're choices are bold They're for to strong. Listen to what you've been told. Ma'am We've asked you to stop We've told you again and again. You seem to not listen Your will wont give in. Your voice is to loud Your hair isn't right You are far to willing to pick a fight. You play with nature You say as you please You're breaking the parameters of what we believe. Ma'am It's time to settle down It's time to fit in Stop all this ruckus And follow the rules you've been given. "These rules have been botched The've been slashed through with red X. The women are rising, And trust me you're next. We are coming up from the rubble, From the ash and the dirt, We come with a vengeance, Someones bound to get hurt. We've suffered and begged, For your ears to open, Yet you brush away our please Refusing diplomacy. So we come with our swords, Our flames rising high We come with our voices Screaming out towards the sky." -ALC Dec 11, 2019
The poem starts off with a little girl and goes onto an adult women. A little play at society and how women are perpetually breaking the "rules" that society continues to instill upon us
I won’t lose any sleep
over the people I can’t keep. No tossing through the night, staying up till the morning light. Instead, my hair lays in a halo, I’m not waiting for your say so, a tangle-free bundle of peace, a joy that may never cease, I breathe easy now alone, a queen upon my own throne.
I've written and read
poems about the stars and how they were so fascinating, empowering and ultimately, unreachable. I've heard stories about angels and saints; Their goodness, nobility and purity, serving as epitomes of what Man could and should be. But the saints, they were once sinners and there are angels who fell from grace. Stars that turned into black holes, nothing is safe. Falling is inevitable, even for the untouchable, and what we believe to be unreal and ethereal.
She said, "Not even the stars are safe in the sky."
There was a dreadful nail in her shoe
But still she went to pick her child from school She was in a hurry as she was already late As she scurried out our wooden gate I could not believe she had a nail in her shoe But still she agreed to pick her child from school The bumpy road and the scorching heat By her courage, she could easily beat I couldn’t believe there was a nail in her shoe But still she agreed to pick her child from school To subdue all the turns and bumps she did not fail Despite the scorching heat and the dreadful nail I could not believe there was a nail in her shoe But still she agreed to pick her child from school “Is it not hard to walk” I asked With a nail in the shoe, it is a big task “why not go and change instead?” But some golden words were what she said “I go through many hurdles my dear” A nail in the shoe is pretty familiar The coerce foes are like a nail in my shoe The devalue of people adds to the pain too But I turn a deaf ear to them dear Cause their opinions are unworthy to hear!