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Nicole Dawn May 2015
Just once,
I'd like to be normal,
Average.

Or the median,
Mode,
Or range.
I'm not picky.

Too smart for my own good,
But actually stupid.

Too clumsy to play a sport,
Yet I play anyway.

Either the pliable,
Gullible,
Easy to mess with nerd.

Or the weak link,
On the basketball team.

Is fitting in,
Just once,
Too much to ask for?

Is one real friend,
That big of a request?

Is knowing what to say,
Really that hard?

Is being pretty,
Too big a wish to grant?

Why can't I be normal,
For once in my life?
I've never been normal
Roxxanna Kurtz Mar 2015
I'm feeling your hands
trickling like sand,
fingertips ticking
across my hour glass hips.
I'm feeling your lips
with its gentle kiss,
tickling my neck
and shoulder bits.
I'm feeling your chest
your heart beating so fast,
a tiny rib cage drum
making its music.
I'm feeling your love
the way it fills me up,
and like a tipping cup
it's too much.

*I'm feeling too much.
M Eastman Dec 2014
My thoughts won't stop
like the 5 o'clock rail
that's running behind
look at my pocket watch
I want off
Savannah Jane Dec 2014
i am too much
you can't handle me
you can't handle
my storms.
you want sunny days
when i want the rain.
you want the roses,
but i'd rather pick the dandelions.
they're a lot like me.
you want me dressed up,
when i'd rather be dressed down.
you just can't quite handle me.
i am a quiet storm
that pushes in
and grows loud
and violent,
winds howling,
skies crying.
and i stay as long as i can
then look for the next place to go.
Savannah Jane Dec 2014
LET ME DROWN IN
MY OWN SORROW
YOU DO NOT LOVE ME
THE WAY I LOVE YOU
AND IT KILLS ME
AND I'D RATHER
DROWN
IN MY SORROW
THEN BE KILLED
BY THE ONE
I LOVE SO VERY MUCH
i Nov 2014
maybe she just loves you
more than i do, but nobody
really knows how i feel inside,
nobody knows how hard it is
to live with the fact that we
don't fit and i'm never gonna
hold your hand and kiss your nose.
i'm certain about one thing,
and that is my love for you.
but she makes me doubt myself
and whether or not i want
to fight for you, give myself
to your demanding soul,
and craving heartbreak,
because baby i just wanna
be with you, and i miss you,
no matter how much she loves you,
i'll always love you more.
Ky Blackstar Jul 2014
When it gets too much to bare, look fear in  the eye and step closer showing it you are its enemy....you are strength
leena Jun 2014
everything we love eventually leaves and everything we hate always stays. she said so i told her to hate me and she replied "you cant expect me to bring you the moon"
One – I took a test
Two – I passed the test
Three – I went to class
Four – I studied for tests
Five – I practiced and practiced
Six – I joined in
Seven – I reviewed
Eight – I cried
Nine – I broke down
Ten – I accepted

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