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Isaac Aug 2018
I long to be
Something
To someone
And a nobody
To no-one
But often
The story
Seems to
Cut me
From everyone
And I ache
Alone
Hoping
I will be
Something
To someone
Written 9 August 2018
Holly M Aug 2017
who am i?
what am i?
is my identity determined by my actions?
so that makes me a girl who'd rather write than live
and takes in life about as well as a siv
but is that all i am?
because that excludes the laughter
the offkey singing
the mediocre horn playing
and my lack of praying

or is the only me who matters
the one who is seen
through a million other eyeballs?
she says i'm a talent, a bottomless pit
a good friend, one you'd want
a girl obsessed with times new roman font
someone who's all the best parts of salty and sweet
but tell me, if that's the truth
then how come my phone isn't blowing up with calls?

am i little else than the me in the mirror?
two little tired chocolate truffles
unruly dark hair
skin that doesn't know what to be
all contained underneath a makeup mask

it's difficult to put a label on a person
while also taking time to imagine them complexly
to call me just one name ignores the best and the worst
the person in love with language
also uses it as a weapon to attack
the girl with a chip on her shoulder
never wants to look back

inside of me is a multitude of ladies
pretty preppy ladies
singing show girls
nifty nerd chicks
to choose one and ignore the rest would be a sham
so maybe i don't know who i am
and maybe that's okay
Autumn Lewis Apr 2018
Hurt , alone , and taken away
I had no say
I only had them , the gray walls
The prison in my mind , I try to take my time so I could stall
Maybe if I close my eyes and blink , I'll be home again.
Suddenly I'm surrounded by a group of people in a circle and a shrink is asking me , "When?"
When did my life take a turn for the worst?
I stare into silence because I'm afraid if I talk my tears will burst.
I can't control anything at all
I've been here the remaining of the summer and most of the fall.
The drama did not dissipate
It only allowed in more hate.
No one is to be trusted that lesson was will learned.
I wish I had the smiles of the one's I loved and the smell of fresh cut grass oh how I yearned
Hope is what drove me like a well oiled machine.
I would do what they told me to , whether it was to stay in step or to clean.
I couldn't ever have imagined the feeling of freedom I once had and how different it is to be gone.
I'll never take for granted the ability to talk to my family , to wear what I choose , or the beautiful colors the sun creates at dawn.
In the end I did what I had to
I just wish you only knew.
This is my feelings from being sent away and now.
Stella Apr 2018
I cut myself
So I can feel
I starve myself
So I can be pretty
I isolate myself
So no one will know
I destroy my body,
So I can prove I can do something.
I know no one will notice,
I know no one will care,
I know no one will help.
I do this for myself,
And myself only.
I do this so I can prove myself.
I know if I confide,
In anybody,
They would turn their back.
I know,
This world is a cruel place.
I know no one accept people like me
I know the world isn’t ready.
The world isn’t ready for me.
Yeah, I was feeling especially down when I wrote this. I hope you liked it. Thanks for reading.
Pauline Morris Apr 2018
I am no one
I'm but a pun
I am nothing
I'm but string
I am naught
I'm but rot
I am an outsider
I'm but a cypher
I am an introvert
I'm but dirt

Just a splatter
On this life's platter

©Pauline Russell
Andrew Choo Apr 2018
Every time someone
Tells me that they
Know what it feels like
It frustrates me
It feels like
No one gets it
No one really listens.

You're not like me
You have no idea what
I'm going through.

Those times
Hours, minutes
That you put in;
All that effort and energy
Wasted for nothing.

Maybe it's because
I don't see it
I don't see the pay-off.
The results seem to
Be diminished.
Finished.

It just seems useless
Worthless
Like there's no point
In telling you more.
My mind and my pride
They just shatter
Like there's no one
Holding me up
No one beside me.
My trust just vanishes.
Sam Miller Feb 2018
Them or no one you tell yourself
Right Its only a couple of nights in hell
Sourounded by the ones you love but they only cause suffering
they become the thing that distinct you from all the girl, what create a differing
An attack on the senses, denses up your head,
Believe all the lies that your mother said
That you will never be the same so why try for a mark you will never hit
To be different, not the same, especially with out a ****
So sure its a good day in your personal hell, sourounded by your favourite feind, but dont worry its  not a deadly ****, after you surivive this your **** will be cleaned
Warning probs not safe for work some not pc words
iamme Dec 2017
This morning i woke up
Woke up with a strange feelings
Running like a tornado in my chest
I can't breathe and i froze
I don't know why, but i just want to cry
Saw my reflection in the mirror
That shining girl is no longer there
That sincere smile replaced by the fake one
I have many friends, but there's no one
My chest is so heavy lately
I want to be alone, but i don't want to feel lonely
Rylie Lucas Nov 2017
Alive, but not living
Safe, but not really
Happy, but dying
Truthful, but not to myself
Young, but seen too much
Nothing, and no more to be said
It's Meeeeeeeee
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