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Vony Rand Nov 2015
I begin to hate it when someone is too much talkative
I like my silence, I like my calm, my own peace
I need to be alone, to stay alone
And it’s starting to irritate me, I hate those  people
when they begin to see how I feel
And I hate it.

I want to stay the smiley one, the girl with a happy face
But I don’t want people to disturb me in these times
I like my own little world that nobody else can see
I just want to be me
When I can't express my feelings to people that irritates me
Poppi Mae Jan 2014
Hide
And go seek
Into a world of wonder
Beyond the capacity of your imagination

Fall deeper
And deeper
Until you can't feel a thing
And your lungs are heavy

You're out of breath
You're out of your mind

You're slipping in
You're underneath
Your heart echoes a smile
That only you can comprehend

Pretty odd
Pretty fascinating

If you asked me what I thought
Of this mess we're in
I would say,
With a complete smile and every good intention

What a wonderful time to be alive.
Jd Ferrarez Oct 2015
Breathing is what I do best
Just standing there with the rest
Doing something great is what I would never dare
Because I just walk but have no idea where

People are around me, but I never connect
Fear of being mocked, shunned and getting no respect
I open my mouth but words slip my tongue so errant
I talk but the words are incoherent

Voices of the ****** flocks my mind
Making peace very far from my hand
A clogged psyche that never glisten
I hear but I never listen

Every day I am afraid to see
That somebody else would replace me
In this world he could not perceive
Someone who only exist but who does not live.
Zein Khalil Jan 2015
Ive spent time alone
Ive spent time with others
Ive found that I prefer the former
Though a little of the latter reminds me of it
statictitanic Oct 2014
I walk through the streets smiling
They don't know anything
Pastel lipstick and white teeth
They really can't see
And they wouldn't ever believe
I'm dying inside
Because I can't play this charade any longer

But for know I'll smile
And force my tongue to let out
the bitter lies.
Aaron Bee Sep 2014
Mocking me, I
Stare with complete
Rage.
Quiet still.
Faces diamond like
Frozen and sentient
Biting fingertips
And kissing ***
Cigarettes are your
Sighs
Teeth exposed for
Attitude.
Eyes frail, eyelashes
Extended to heaven.
Ecstasy is natural.
Reflection becomes the
Days puddles form on
Rainy days
Irritation
I watch myself
watch myself
watching their dance,
my action is actioned
by panel and plan

Significant thought
to trivial task,
I find myself missing
that which I've hatched

Impromptu I can do,
in scrutinies stare,
replayed ad infinitum
pretend I don't care

When waiting has waited
and I dare to break free,
will the watcher be waiting
or will I be free?
Emily Sep 2014
Someone has been churning butter in my stomach
And sometimes I wish to stab a knife into me and tear out this awful feeling
Because it happens daily
But more recently, it happens hourly
And the churning butter bends and twists my stomach out of place
And my heart loses oxygen hundreds of times a day
And my face goes pale with discomfort
And I can't put a cast on and sit out during gym class
It's not an injury
It's not a problem
It's not
a problem
It's
Not
A
Problem
It's just
How I live
And the churning butter
is what I live with daily
But more recently,
hourly
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