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its not your fault
you cant understand
my body speaks a language
your tongue cant pronounce
Esther L. Krenzin
kell Aug 2018
Every person sees from a different angle
Every event leading up to how they perceive how they think and there endless thoughts
What they love and what they do not how they see themselves or just all the flaws
who they are is deeper than a
conversation or what you see,  
They're so aware of something that's not there
So their cuts never close they always bleed
And who they are comes to surface someone they never thought they would be
It's funny, right when you let go
The more you want to breathe
So misunderstood an addiction to acceptance can never be relieved
No one understands anyone
It's just how it is
And how it will forever be
Inspired by a friend

luke
With her jagged edges she stands,
gazing upon the connection between the well versed,
as her language remains misunderstood,
dark and chaotic.

Her edges are sharp,
and grooves are too deep.
The rhythm of her heart
& blood pulsation
feel out of orbit.

An outsider,
an outcast
trying to jam to fit in puzzles;
blunting her edges,
painting herself with different hues to blend.
Yet within she is out of tune.
leyana Jul 23
I made mistakes
Then people call me fake

I do things to make them happy
In the end they'll laugh behind my back

They call me many things
But, there's one thing that keeps ringing

I am a nobody
Just an invisible person
Big Virge Jul 17
Let Me Make This ...
  
... CLEAR To You ... !!!  
    
I'm NOT PREACHING ...  
That's The ... TRUTH ... !!!!  
    
You ...  
DON'T Have To Read ...  
If You ... Don't Want To ... !!!  
    
Trust Me On This ... !!!  
If You Don't ... That's Cool ...  
    
I'm Just ...  
Passing On ... My Views ...  
Just Like ... " Politicians Do " ...  
    
Those You VOTE FOR ... !!!  
Who ... ***** YOU ... ?!?  
    
Can't I Say ...  
What's ON My Mind ... ???  
    
I Guess NOT ...  
In ... " Modern Times " ... ?!?  
    
These Are Times ...  
Like ... " Days of Old " ...  
    
When Blacks Were ... "Slaves" ...  
    
" DO WHAT YOU'RE TOLD ! "  
    
Things In TRUTH ...  
Are STILL ... The Same ...  
    
When Things Go WRONG ...  
" WE'RE THE ONES  " ...    
Who ... Take The BLAME ... !!!  
    
Am I ... " Preaching " ...  
Yet AGAIN ... !?!  
    
Sorry Folks ...  
You Should COMPLAIN ... !!!  
    
While MORE Blacks ...  
Just Go ... "INSANE" ... !!!  
cos' of ... PRESSURES ...  
ON OUR ... Brain ...  
    
I Don't Live ...  
Like ... Most of You ...    
    
That's Why I Write ...  
The Way I Do ...  
    
So ...  
When You ... READ ...  
DON'T Say ... I PREACH ... !!!  
    
It's ... My Time ...  
To Write In ... Rhyme ...  
    
This Goes Back ...  
To My ... Earlier Line ...  
    
DON'T Say I PREACH ...  
and We'll Be Fine ... !!!  
    
One Thing I've Learnt ...  
About ... Mankind ...  
Is ... Blacks CAN'T SAY ...  
What's ON ... " Their Mind " ...  
    
cos' White Folks KNOW ...  
The ... " Grand Design " ...  
    
This ... MUST MEAN ...  
That I CAN'T Teach ... !!!  
But REALLY ...  
    
Can You Say I PREACH ... ?!?  
    
Do I ... " Have " ...  
A ... " Leather Seat " ... ?  
In The ... " House of Lords " ...  
Where ... White Men PREACH ... !!!  
    
NO ... I DON'T ... !!!  
cos' I CAN'T .................................................................­................. Reach ......  
    
A Place Like ... THAT ...  
With Things I Speak ....  
    
Maybe I ... CAN ...  
Let's Wait and See ...  
    
But MOST White Folk ...  
Will NOT Believe ...  
    
The Things I Say ...  
That ... I HAVE Seen ... !!!  
    
"IT'S JUST NOT TRUE !  
HE'S GOT SCREWS LOOSE !"  
    
It's NO SURPRISE ... !!!  
When You ABUSE ...  
and ... Listen When ...  
  
The Words ... " SUIT YOU " ...  
    
But HERE'S The Thing ...  
Black People TOO ...  
    
DISMISS .................................................................­....... The Truth ................  
    
When Black Mens' Words ...  
Affect ... " Their Coup " ...  
    
"WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS !  
SAYING THINGS ABOUT OUR KIDS !"  
    
Don't Our Kids ...  
Need Teaching TOO ... !?!  
    
"Of course they do,  
but in White Schools !"  
    
See ...  
Here's The Thing ...  
    
Black Folk ... BELIEVE ...  
In ... " White Mans' Ways " ...    
    
But DON'T BELIEVE ...  
What ... STRONG Blacks Say ... ?!?  
    
We'd Rather Hear ...  
    
A ... " 50 Cent " ...  
Than Listen To ...  
Chuck or KRS' ... !?!  
    
MOST Young Rappers ...  
Just Talk ... MESS ... !!!    
    
But it's OKAY ...  
For Them To ... PREACH ...  
    
While Our Children ...  
DIE On ... Streets ... !?!?!  
cos' of ... " WORDS " ...  
They Hear Them Speak ...    
    
OKAY OKAY ...  
It's ... NOT Just Rap  ... !!!    
    
But Rap CAN Set ...  
Kids Up For ... " SLAPS " ... !!!  
    
Check The Stats' ...  
I'm Talking FACTS ... !!!  
    
But Let's ...... Backtrack ...  
cos' Talking ... FACTS ...  
Must Mean I PREACH ... ?!?  
    
Can't We Put ...  
That Line To .... "Sleep" ... !?!  
    
NOT Just Yet ...  
I Haven't Reached .......  
The End of THIS HERE Poetry ... !!!!!  
    
Let Me Make ...  
This Piece Complete ....  
    
Sometimes .....  
I'm Just ... Venting STRESS ...  
    
Other Times ....  
I'm Just ... UPSET ... !!!!!  
    
Words I Write ...  
AREN'T ALL ... For You ... !!!  
    
I KNOW That ...    
I'm NOT A Fool ... !!!  
    
But When I Speak ...  
I'm Being ... TRUE ...  
    
I Don't Speak ....  
To ... "belittle you" ...  
    
When You Speak ...  
I'm Learning TOO ... !!!!!  
    
NOT From ... ALL ...    
But ... Some of You ...    
    
Things I Write ...  
I Hold ... "DEARLY" ...  
    
I'm NOT ... " Creepy " ...  
DON'T .... FEAR ME .... !!!!!  
    
Words I Write ...  
Can Have ... " DEEP Meaning ..... "    
    
Some Have Said ...  
They've ... " Taught " ...  
That's ... " Teaching " ...  
    
Some Have CLEARLY ...  
Left Folks .... REELING .... !!!!!!!  
    
But Let's Be ... CLEAR ...  
    
" I'm Not Preaching !!! "
In response to the suggestion that, what I was doing was preaching, I had to explain my position,

I'd rather see what I do, as merely sharing views of things that i've seen, as well as been through, as the poem states.

Also, this is an interesting piece, from the perspective of President Trumps', recent attack on the 4 congresswomen, for merely expressing their views about US Governance !
SomeOneElse Jun 23
Am I the creep everyone says
Or just misunderstood instead
Just what the hell is wrong with me
And why won't anyone date me
When I try always rejected
I'm so alone and dejected
It's been so long since I've been held
Instead I only get expelled
I'm tossed out like unwanted trash
Or just avoided like some rash
Just what exactly did I do
I'd love to know, I have no clue
I only know that I'm alone
In my emotional war zone
Am I the creep everyone says
Or just misunderstood instead?
Feeling lost rejected and dejexted
Zara Turner Jun 2
She smiles so softly,
it's like a ghost.
You can't really see it,
but still you feel like it's there.

And her eyes emit emotion,
but like that of steamer.
The more it lets out,
the more unclear everything becomes.

Her walk is always silent,
in a fashion similar to a cat.
Because there's a constant indecisiveness,
between confidence and concealment.

Her heart is unique however,
it holds no resemblance to anything else.
But sometimes it'll be compared to a distant whisper,
because although you're aware of its existence, you don't know what it is that that it holds.
Just a poem about someone who was known but never understood
I am a misunderstood girl
Not a lunatic
On the brink of snapping
Not a walking target
With a bull's-eye taped to her back

My feelings are greatly guarded
By barbed wired fences
Taller than the Eiffel Tower
By stone walls
Stronger than diamonds

I wear a merry mask
As deceiving as The Riddler
With yellow and orange feathers
And a smile of emeralds
In school I was always the shy, quiet girl and was often seen as a target for it. This poem goes out to all my fellow wallflowers.
La Girasol May 29
It was as if everything exploded and then froze in a thousand pieces in the air.

The frozen pieces stayed there, while my screams did not.

They tore through the night and only the stars could hear me as I mourned, "I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying".

The pieces stayed in the air for months, looming overhead.

Until today.

They are mirror shards. And they are piercing me, they are piercing me, they are piercing me.

The unexpected villain. The fickle sin. The heaping grief.

There is blood everything. And I am weeping, I am weeping, I am weeping.
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