#rant poems on Hello Poetry

cloud Oct 2014

**** the system
Its a prison
What’s the difference between a classroom and a cell?
Tell me
Ask me
If needs be
Papers, papers - more papers
A score on a test paper?
Do they define us?
How could they?
You teach us-what?
what we don’t want to learn
Why?
The system
**** the system

It’s education
We all learn the same thing
Im seeing it clearly
Then you test us
And we don’t fulfill

Normal
What is normal?
Cliques, Crews, Groups
Definition - basic

I’ve never been a loner
But what is normal?
The people that don’t ask questions?
or the people that question questions?
See the world differently?
or blend in to what is custom?

What is real?
What’s not?
Wake up
You’re sleeping
**** the system

Don’t we all just get a little
Fed up
With what they
Feed us
But I’m eating , aren’t I?
But why?
It’s the way out
It's the system
**** the system

this was a little rant i had in my TOK class one day ,i ended up getting mad and wrote this instead.

#life #system #rant

Miss Atomicbomb Oct 2014

indecisive

Indecisive
Maybe misguided
I'm digging myself deeper in the rut
Don't make any decisions
But expect a new view
To eclipse my tunnel vision.
I wish that I knew
But the whole city knows
The whole stupid city knows that I don't.
I've got some friends here
Some that I hardly know
Some that I know entirely too well
And regardless of category, I wonder
As I sit here, lookin' at laughs
At smiles, at scowls
How long it's going to be before we don't know
Each other at all
How long before we barely have
Memories.
I'm ready to go
We're all starting to grow
I really know that I should go
But what happens when you don't like the skin you're growing into?
What happens
When the things keeping me together fall apart?
What happens when it's my own ******* fault?
A glorious display of regression.
I'm indecisive
Pretty misguided
Putting myself farther in the wrong
Yeah, I'll admit that I'm wrong
Like you were wrong
I guess we're just going to be wrong
About some things.
I know that I am because it could never be
It would never be
It should never be this easy.
It should never be this easy
To not care.
Make everyone happy
Put it all on ice
And hope that global warming doesn't apply here
Hope that they believe
You thought that was possible.
Hope they believe
That you didn't know
I know it's almost time to go
I know we're all going to go
I know I really should go
But I'm too ******* scared
To know much else.
Doing everything with everyone,
Attaching to no one
Yeah, I'm full of solid ideas
Ideas and ideals and appeals
Appealing for belief
That I had the best intentions
A glorious display of repression.
Why?
Well, when your diagnostics team is ******
You're safe to assume
That the problem isn't going to be resolved.
I'd run the diagnostics,
But I'm too afraid of being honest
And honestly
I know that I'm misguided
But things just don't come full circle
When you're indecisive.

#wrong #**** #growing #rant #knowing #indecisive #evanshoutout

Jeremy Landon Oct 2014

sometimes

sometimes i think that the blood in my veins is better off left on the floor
sometimes i think that if i wasn't alive everything would be okay to the people around me.
sometimes I'll be sitting on the bus looking out the dark window of all these houses passing and thinking that in every single one of these houses someone else has their own family and their own totally different lives. think about how amazing that is.
but think about how bad that could be. someone else out there feels exactly the way you do when you're sad, depressed or even suicidal. my official instinct when i hear that is "i wish i could help" but you cant.
sometimes you can do nothing.
sometimes thing are out of your hands.
sometimes its okay to be sad, its okay to cry. but you need to have the strength to pick yourself back up again afterwards.

#okay #people #rant

Pigeon Oct 2014

Memoirs? 1

I keep thinking about this beautiful girl from the mental hospital. Her name was Carion, and she didn't exist.
She had lived her entire life without a social security number, no blood type or birth certificate to define her
and the walls of Calhoun couldn't confine her because she would
Carry On - that's how I spelled it in my head.
I know her name was only one 'r' from being the word for dead animals, but it never registered for me.
She was no corpse for vultures or hounds, but they stalked her anyway,
her demons were hyenas lurking in shadows but her
round eyes were bright and she told me I was pretty and that, later, she'd flirt with me if it weren't against the rules.
I wanted to flirt with her, too. Make that brown bark flesh all flushed with a blush from the way we whispered sweet nothings with voices all hushed.
Oh, Carry-On.
Those blue hospital gowns wrapped around you, on that dark skin like the way a robins-egg hue clashed with the branches of a nest.
I remember how we sat with the same pain in our chests.
I hope she's ok.
I hope she's still carrying on in the same way she did in that horrible place.

#idk #rant #mentalhospital

Xan Abyss Oct 2014

One Size

My Attitude
most certainly
Dictates my reality
Just not your
"One-Size-Fits-All"
Personality
Some people hate dancing
And that's really OKAY.
Some people aren't readers,
Some could read all day.
Some of us don't like nightclubs or loud music
Some of us hear the beat drop
and Lose It.
You can be anybody of your own choosing,
You could be serious, aloof or amusing.
You could be social
a butterfly on fire
Or you could find your peace
in the quiet.
It doesn't matter which person you are
Because no matter what
it's a PERSON you are.
Not a machine, a computer or a doll -
And I never say never,
But please,
Never ever,
Let anyone tell you about your own soul.
And I never say never,
But please, never ever
let somebody tell you
"One Size Fits All"

Because whoever they are,
They're wrong.

Be yourself, and own that ****.

#passion #individual #rant #self-love

Chelsey Oct 2014

Over It

No, I'm not (okay. You make me feel inferior,
like I must not know what I'm talking about
because I'm younger, or because
I'm a woman. You talk down to me.
All the time. You say I'm your best friend,
your soul mate, your one and only,
but I can't even be honest with you anymore.
My problems are real, and so are my feelings.
I don't need your permission
to be angry, to be grouchy, to be a
"Debby Downer," as you call me way too often.
That phrase used to make me laugh.
Now, whenever I hear it, I want to hit the nearest object
and pretend it's your face. I am my own person.
You can't tell me how to feel. Don't you ever
tell me again not to be) upset anymore.

#boyfriend #relationship #angst #rant #angry

Ambivalence Oct 2014

Better Take Some Laxatives Because You're Full of ****

Don't you dare ruin her again.
This girl means everything to me and if you are ever the cause of her tears then I swear to you I will **** you will my bare hands.
There is a difference between love and lust and I can see that you only want lust.
Everyone can see it.
Everyone except her.
She is blinded by love.
I want to grab her and scream, "Open your eyes. He's using you."
But that would make her sad and the last thing I want is to make her sad.
Ha.
You're clever aren't you?
Picking a vulnerable, loving girl to fill your ****** desires because she won't suspect a thing.
That's low even for you.
Boy, you are so lucky she loves you as much as she does.
How do you live with yourself?
How do you sleep at night knowing that you are filling her head with the idea that you love her when in reality you would leave within a split second.
I've never once heard you tell her you loved her.
That's because you don't love her, you arrogant ****.
If you loved her then you wouldn't be "overly friendly" with other girls.
If you loved her you wouldn't make her change to fit your standards.
If you loved her you wouldn't be the reason she used to sit alone at night crying about how you don't love her.
I hope you rot in Hell.
In fact, I'll take you there myself.

<a.t>

My best friend is in a relationship with a guy some of my friends and I think is no good for her. She's head over heels for him but he's doing more harm than good. I want to stab him in the throat for making her sad.

#personal #rant

Xan Abyss Oct 2014

Afraid

In this grand catastrophe, I see
Mankind's destiny
For all our history
Is written by the winners
There will never be
A perfect form of amnesty
When books of divine law are being
Written by the sinners

There's no escaping paranoia
No release from ignorance
And pseudo-genius thrives upon
A lack of common sense
There is no one in this world who can
Show you what you are
A depressing waste of intellect
That hides behind their scars

You dwell within what you believe to be reality
No purpose or direction in this mundane gallery
You live with your convictions of inferiority
And out of fear you'll stay right there, still choosing not to see

What was, what is, what could be
The right, the wrong, the gray
The truth, the lies, you won't open your eyes
Because you're too afraid

You bathe in apathy as a form of self-defense
A textbook example
Of a runaway in hiding
You keep yourself in shadow and you do your very best
To stick to the waning shelter of denial

And there's no escaping paranoia
No release from ignorance
And pseudo-genius thrives upon
A lack of common sense
There is no one in this world who can
Show you what you are
A depressing waste of intellect
That hides behind their scars

You dwell within what you believe to be reality
No purpose or direction in this mundane gallery
You live with your convictions of inferiority
And out of fear you'll stay right there, still choosing not to see

What was, what is, what could be
The right, the wrong, the gray
The truth, the lies, you won't open your eyes
Because you're too afraid

And you will live
Until you die
Fearful of failure, refusing to try
Silencing all your desires within
To be something greater than what you have been
And without fail
That day will arrive
When you will decide to open your eyes
And on that day
At last you will see
You could have been what you wanted to be
But on that day
You will realize
That life has passed you before your closed eyes
And you will feel
Bitterness, rage
At the fact that you slept through your whole life
Afraid.

From my anarchist-commune dwelling crusty ******* kid days.

#fear #lyrics #song #rant #apathy #societal

laney jackson Oct 2014

title optional

Walk into a room and **** me with your smile. I'm okay with it, I swear. I'm okay with letting a maroon leather jacket and warm eyes that I missed so much stop my heart and leave me shaking until they leave.

#writing #rant #obviouslyapoem

Rea Mae Y Calingo Sep 2014

I finally understand why storms are named after people.

“I need to talk to you.” I hate these words. Because in a nanosecond I felt nervous; uneasiness filled my heart, afraid of what you are going to say & afraid of what will happen next. These words are just like the introduction of all the stories I have read. The stories that will always end up breaking my heart.

“I don’t love you anymore.” There. I know that was the second line you are going to say. I expected that. But I guess even though how much you are prepared for the situation and how much you expect that that may cause your heartbreak, you cannot help not to be hurt so much. I did not know what to feel that time. It was a myriad emotion and inexplicable feelings, tears are falling down my face and at the same time my body suddenly feels weak. And I did not know what to do.

It seems like yesterday since you told me that you will always be here when I needed you and that we are going to see together those places we are never going through. Your lips that tell me you really love me and your eyes that can tell it is true; that you are sincere. It has been just like a storm that came in and you are that storm that suddenly destroys my whole life when you left me.

Now I finally understand why storms are named after people.

#heartbreak #poetry #promises #broken #heart #pain #rant #prose #storms #paragraph