#highschool poems on Hello Poetry

Cat Fiske Jun 2015

I walked into a high school,
with one friend,
the only friend I made in elementary school,
who stayed my friend.

My mommy Doesn't like her,

I walked into a high school,
and my only friends older sister,
who felt like my sister too,
Passed away,

the school didn't care that we all cried,

I walked into a high school,
and I tried to make other friends,
and a kid got ******,
and he stole my phone,

the police did nothing to him like the school and he later ***** a girl,

I walked into a high school,
going into a program with high hopes,
only for them to get shattered by those who didn't wanna deal with me,
because people didn't get things related to ADHD,

and I wanted to drop out,

I walked into high school,
and skipped the class,
after the one where the teacher and students all harrassed,
me,

because when I reported it, it was their word against mine,

I walked into high school,
and I talked to the teacher who would harass me,
and tried to make him understand me,
understand how I can't do things like everyone else can,

and he made me head banana masher and then I puked,

I walked into high school,
and Skipped that class for the first time ever,
because the teacher made me *****,
be he was absent that day,

and I got in trouble for skipping and "lying about the incidence"

I walked into high school,
and skipped my classes,
and cried in the bathroom,
and cut myself,

because I couldn't handle my panic attacks,

I walked into high school,
trying so hard to make some sort of friends,
and they yelled at me every time I ******* smiled,
because they didn't want to allow me to be happy,

The school wouldn't let me have friends,

I walked into high school,
and tried to hangout with people after school,
and they just yelled at me,
made up lie about where I was supposed to be,

They tried to get more mom mad at me,

I walked into high school,
oblivious to what love,
***,
or abuse was,

and the boy I was seeing ***** me,

I walked into high school,
on the final day of freshman year,
to take my final so i could get the **** out of there,
and they harassed me the entire exam period.

they said things of confidentiality,

I walked into high school,
and everyday I left in tear,
with a scarred body,
and nothing but fear,

and they expect me to wanna come back the following year?

Freshmen year, was ******, This isn't even everything

#love #highschool #abuse #*** #selfharm #school #high #year #**** #harass

Jasmine Jun 2015

Elementary ♡♥

5th grade...
Moments of pure happyness
Joy was almost inevitable
things we're almost perfect
beautiful
I had THE best friends in the world
middle school is when **** hit the fan
people moved away
I lost contact with almosy everybody
friends thinking about suicide
and our happy little "family"
Has crumpled to dust and ash
by a fire we ignored
and let stay ablaze
for far to long
I miss the simplicity of 5th grade
I had all the friends I would EVER need
I was almost top of the class
life was all around good
Because high school just ruined everything
boys make things ten times more complicated
and now I'm in college
wonder what will go wrong next..
Because some days
I just feel like hiding under the covers
Hiding from life
and it's wicked games...

#highschool #college #middleschool #lifesucks #5thgrade

WickedHope Jun 2015

Walking in the door at 5:18 in the morning.

Somehow
I ended up
With ink on my skin
Blue in my hair
Scrapes up my arms and down my legs
Blurting obscure quotes
My eyes painted black
My smile real
Authenticity at its finest
A diploma on my wall
At last
Somehow
I ended it
Strong

I want to thank my graduating class for making my life hell but also making it worth living.
Thank you all, undaunted evermore~

#life #highschool #sorrow #real #joy #me #bittersweet #relief #authentic #graduation

Sophie Healy Jun 2015

Forgetting You (Part 1 of A Pathetic Love Story)

You made me feel dumb, you made me feel blue, but now I'm wishing on someone new

You were a **** who put me through hell, but this guy is a prince, he'll treat me well

I'm done caring about what you think, your judgement *****!
But that's not my problem now, it never was

I'm begging to forget you, and it feels great!
So bye, looser. I like him a lot. He was never a frog, and you ever evolved.

Teenage drama at it's finest...

#highschool #boys #ugh #*******

Bryce Guerrero Jun 2015

A Journey To Muse

In this you once felt superior
But now, nothing but inferior
Once filled with confidence that now is gone
Your writing is nothing compared to Shawn's

You used to be full of inspiration
Only now to be bottling frustration
When you wrote, the words would just flow
They just came to you - where'd they go?

You're reaching out, searching for them
Delving into your mind, biting your pen
Calling to them to stop hiding and come to you
Asking them to express like they usually do

It's easy now for her; she's a champion
Leading a glamorous life so unlike what you live in
You sit there, struggling through the day
She spends her days in amazing ways

But forget about her for just a minute
You lead different lives, different muses in it
When you're reading her work, don't compare
It's not a competition; You have different things to share

You look at yourself - how silly you've been!
Your poetry speaks the condition your heart's in
You say you lost your inspiration?
Look at everything you've just written

You're a champion all your own
Because you write the feelings that are yours alone.

This was written about seven years ago while I was in the throes of pure teen angst. Lol. Don't take it too seriously. But maybe some of you can relate to this...I noticed a certain celebrity's (try and guess who) writing skills and I felt pathetic compared to her. But man, imagine the genius the world would be robbed of if everyone compared themselves to others. It's definitely not a masterpiece, but this poem is just a raw, honest, simple transcription of dialogue with my inner self. And I've gotta say, rarely has a poem escaped my pen so quickly and easily.

#poetry #highschool #hope #teen #thoughts #angst #lol #muse #inspiration #confidence

Mark Lecuona May 2015

My Boy

I talked to my boy because he thought life as a toy,
but now he knows it’s a painting, and
what his mind will employ, to dodge every ploy,
are the colors of his own making, but
what only he felt was spoken while he knelt,
for what he believed was in waiting, and
what would never melt where the cards are dealt
would be the assurance time was saving

He had to decide who spoke truth and who lied,
but the colors he mixed already knew, it
was as if the one who died and the one who cried
were mixed in time for something true, even
if what was breaking was what was awakening,
for what is a man if not his own hue, but
only his own making can dream as he is sleeping
before the morning when he became new

#highschool #graduate

Mariah Langton May 2015

High School Insults

Typed words, shouted words
They all hurt just the same
Fake friends, an enemy in disguise
She cries at night, and hides during the day
Tries to tell, no one is listening
She grows tired, she grows sad
The insults never stop, until one day
she doesn’t go to school, but into the ground.

#suicide #truth #words #sad #highschool #death #hurt #tired #bullying #internet

IL Mare May 2015

the story of my yearbook ambition

A friend once asked me
What ambition will I let the teachers put
In our high school yearbook
For everyone to see
And I said I'm afraid I do not have one
And he said that how would I succeed in life
If I don't have any ambition
And I've thought about this for awhile
And to justify my answer, I replied that
You need not to have any ambition
To succeed in life
I said you just needed to be happy and
Maybe I should let them put "To become happy" in the yearbook and you know what?
It ocurred to me that I never even give a single ****
About what the other students might think or what their parents might think
Except for what my parents might think
But usually, they don't care as long as it's who I am and what I want
And I'm thankful for that

But I've always wondered
Why I never had one
Never thought of becoming anything
Now that I'm in my senior year which is a crucial part
Of my career orientation
And I'm scared so much
I'm scared that before
I wanted everything
Yet now I end up wanting nothing
And I wondered so much
On how I changed so gradually
From being a ball of blazing fire to a godforsaken blackhole
Though I know change is inevitable,
I didn’t expect to lose my heart in the process

Once, I've always dreamed to become a doctor
Because I wanted to heal scars and unspoken miseries and no
I'm not just after using scalpels or stethoscopes or syringes
Or cutting off people's brains
I wanted to fix the broken
Rip my being into shreds to keep them whole
I wanted sacrifice and salvation

And I've always dreamed to become a soldier
I don’t care how silly it sounds
I wanted to protect people and wanted to taste the bitterness
Of war and blood and death
I wanted to know death and see all the worst
And be exposed to them
That I wouldn't have any choice
But to be brave for myself and the others
Because death? It could be sweeter this way
To die for a cause, to die for somebody
I wanted sacrifice and salvation

And I've always dreamed to become a teacher
Beacuse I wanted to influence someone's life
Give them power to stand up for themselves
Watch a bud blossom into a beautiful flower
And then I would make thousands of memories
Because at the same time
I'm learning through connections and bonds and warmth
And that, would be one of the greatest things
I will cherish in my life forever
I wanted sacrifice and salvation

And then I aspired to be a lawyer,
To serve and give way to justice because that's all we have to know
And I realized defending a criminial would be unavoidable
And I've always sworn to myself
That if that happens, I'd rather burn myself to death
Because I should only send the right people in jail
Those people who deserve to rot in the cells and cling to metal bars
I wanted sacrifice and salvation

And I watched the conversation end
And feel my heart pound in my ears
And I cried so much that night
That I realized I seldom cry
Because I thought I was better
And I was terrified because
Nothing hurts more than not knowing
What you could actually want in this sad world
Because that means you might as well be nothing

A hollow
A ******* void
And I don't want to be like that
Nobody does
So i think and think and think
What do I actually want?

And the wind blew
Leaves fell onto the ground
People wheezed and laughed and breathed through their noses
And it slapped me in the face
I've never been stable in my life
I've concealed my greed up until now
I dreamed so much that I denied reality
Each day, making myself believe
That I wanted nothing but I actually
Wanted THE power to be everything

Be everything in a world I was bound to craft
I wanted to create moons and stars and storms and unicorns
And wars and tides that tell "Hey, humans can actually create worlds."
I wanted to be out of my control
I didn’t want to settle on a skin I was enclosed in, I was held captive by
So I changed whatever's written to
The paper I had submitted for the yearbook
And wrote "To be a Writer" and nothing else

This was supposed to be a slam poem but I don't have that talent to be so raw in front of an audience so I let the words scream at the paper instead. Hehe.

#worry #life #future #highschool #lost #firstpoem #writer #ambition #graduation #yearbook

One and Only Apr 2015

You

The feeling was nice,
he made me feel wanted.
In a harsh world,
I felt coveted.

But the person was wrong,
the feeling so right.
It had to end,
before a new dawn's daylight.

Yet it still hurt to say,
for he was my friend.
Then he used my conscience,
to begin my end.

But you, oh you.
Made it all quite clear.
To stop the game or
suffer being near.

It all went fine,
though I hoped for better.
You, on the other hand,
were my hopeful heart setter.

#love #heart #highschool #teen #drama #new #feeling