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Julia Ruth Apr 2019
Two tears dripped
She held the cup from which she sipped
Parallel and equally heavy
That fell from a cloud she could not levy

From the taunting and teasing
They called  nothing more than appeasing
She was big
named a pig
They drew her tears
Until she could not hear

She painted her face
Dressed herself in lace
she never had a chance to feel  beautiful
Until she was dull
She took her last breath
And tears drowned her to death
Don’t be mean to the big girl, she is just as sad as the skinny one.
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2019
I wish I was still the girl who stole your heart
When I would sing at the top of my lungs
Wish I laughed with the same authenticity
As when we were careless and young

We were happy wasting time together
Friendship as strong as steel
I attempted to show my gratitude
For the love you proved to be real

Lived in a magical stupor
Fueled by Mountain Dew and your caress
Over and over downplayed my desire
Infatuation I tried to suppress

Even after my parents disapproved
I loved every imperfection
You were too irresistible
I couldn’t help my affection

When my heart was taken I had no clue
Did not see how much I’d grown to care
Then you began slipping out of my control
Helpless, I was quickly running out of air

All I want is to love each other like that
You are willing to try once more
I can’t give myself completely
You need the person I was before

I am now a hologram of that lively girl
You can only see who I was
I am sure you’ll hate the real me
Fear you’ll see her soon enough
I feel like you are in love with who I used to be not who I am today
Porpor Apr 2019
You said yes
But you wanna say no
Ithaca Apr 2019
Hi
Today I learned that the very thing giving me hope was the only thing standing in my way
One day I’ll learn to say something back that isn’t “Wassup”
This is the **** that keeps me up at night
Erian Rose Apr 2019
A fire abloom
Deep within my heart
Even a match
Couldn't start the flare
You blaze so brightly
Without having to burn
Away from the field of roses
In my arms
You don't see how much you mean
With or without
A blazing mark
Jenna Mar 2019
All around, people always look up
So why is it I am attracted to the ground?
Looking up occasionally to search
what is there and isn't
they never stop watching and waiting
to catch my own intimidating gaze
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