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♥ We're not normal ♥

♥ We're not like others ♥

♥ We're not like you ♥

♥ yes were very different from others ♥

♥ We are the freaks ♥

♥ The center of the shows ♥

♥ We are the outcasts ♥

♥ With our insanity that grows ♥

♥ We are the forgotten ones ♥

♥ The ones left to die ♥

♥ We are the lonely ones ♥

♥ The ones who silently cry ♥

♥ We are the ones, broken through beatings ♥

♥ Crying through the night ♥

♥ Silently screaming ♥

♥ Because at time we were lost ♥

♥ Felt we were drowning ♥

♥ But this is what brought us together you see? ♥

♥ Because we are the dark, the abandoned and empty. ♥
♥ Hope you liked it. ♥
I am far from perfect
As far from perfect as I am from you

I am tall
More over im intimidating and imposing, it just means I have further to fall

I am not at all bright
Lacking common sense I can never see the answer written in plain sight

I have a massive heart
Its worn on my sleeve. Vulnerable to everything, forever abused and falling. apart

I am far from perfect,
As far from it as I am to *you
So why is it you're perfect to me, but we can't find a way to make it the other way round?
Livia Jul 2015
Cannot be perfect
I will keep on trying but
I will not achieve
First haiku on Hello Poetry!
brooke myers Jul 2015
i look in the mirror.
scared to see what i fear.
me.
ugly.
fat.
imperfect..
me.
i hate the way my stomach isnt flat.
my ribs dont show.
im ugly.
imperfect.
my arms have too many scars
so do my hips
and thighs.
what if they see?
will they notice?
i need to lose weight.
im fat..
imperfect..
ugly.
Thomas EG Jul 2015
I may not be the perfect man
But at least I can understand
That no means no, it's simple as
Don't worry, it's all in the past
It's not as if I expected a yes
Rockie Jul 2015
Someone once told me
Never give up.
Your soul is beautiful.

But what if,
Just what if,
I wanted to give up,
Just this once,
And create my soul to be imperfect?
I am hopeless and broken
and not worthy of you at all.
My skin is thick like leather
and my bones are as fragile as robin’s eggs.
I break each time I bend
and I have no push so I just give.
My eyes are not blue but grey.
Not grey but dead and lifeless.
My hair falls flat and is thin like smoke.
I am not beautiful, but I am a disaster.
I love you
*That's all I have to offer
Name XI Jun 2015
i am nothing but the noontime shadow She leaves behind.
sometimes we coalesce into each other. for a fleeting moment I feel alive—
then i am nothing to Her again. nothing to anyone.
everyone loves Her, and
i am not Her.
they do not see her forked tongue like they do the faces she puts on.
they see me and say i am quite like Her.
i almost take it as a compliment.
It's crazy how relevant this still is to me after all these years. [reposted from my wordpress]
You’re a perfect dream
Only lovely in my heart;
But when I wake up,
Daylight shines on me and says,
“He’s perfect, and you are not.”
Part 1
No name Jun 2015
It's sad how, the only reason I haven't killed myself yet, is that I don't want to hurt anyone, but the reason I want to **** myself, is that I get hurt by everyone.
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