#tpiam - Hello Poetry

Roses are red, violets are blue, wonder if you'll abandon me too. Say we are friends, stay by my side; don't be like them, the people who lied. Can't help but doubt if each word is true, and yet, I still want to trust you. And if you lie, if you say no, consider me gone, six feet below. For my heart will have burst, my eyes will have cried, my breath will have flown, my soul will have died.

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Apr 29

Apr 29, 2026 at 8:50 PM UTC

daughterofthestorm

Backstabber

Roses are red, violets are blue, wonder if you'll abandon me too. Say we are friends, stay by my side; don't be like them, the people who lied. Can't help but doubt if each word is true, and yet, I still want to trust you. And if you lie, if you say no, consider me gone, six feet below. For my heart will have burst, my eyes will have cried, my breath will have flown, my soul will have died.

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Guess we really are Galinda and Elphaba. Except for no one calls me Glinda (thank goodness) and no one calls you Elphie (sad, it suits you). Guess I always was the "good" one. Not that anyone ever said you were evil. But it has been implied, hasn't it? When they see you, they get angry. Why? I'm not sure. I think it's because they don't really know you. I mean, they know me, but even when we are seen together, they don't understand that we were made for each other. They're waiting for the chance to destroy you. No one mourns the wicked, but I'm not no one and you aren't gone yet. And until they finally see you in all of your glory, I'll be by your side. After all, everyone deserves a chance to fly.

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May 10

May 10, 2026 at 1:49 AM UTC

daughterofthestorm

Chance to Fly

Guess we really are Galinda and Elphaba. Except for no one calls me Glinda (thank goodness) and no one calls you Elphie (sad, it suits you). Guess I always was the "good" one. Not that anyone ever said you were evil. But it has been implied, hasn't it? When they see you, they get angry. Why? I'm not sure. I think it's because they don't really know you. I mean, they know me, but even when we are seen together, they don't understand that we were made for each other. They're waiting for the chance to destroy you. No one mourns the wicked, but I'm not no one and you aren't gone yet. And until they finally see you in all of your glory, I'll be by your side. After all, everyone deserves a chance to fly.

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You're a good actor. You just don't believe it. I know you get scared, and it isn't stage fright, but more the fear of being judged. I know the difference. But maybe sometime you could try acting with a proper audience instead of your friends, playing a character instead of just wearing a mask, reciting real lines instead of the ones you practice alone, like "I'm fine." And hey, even if you try and fail miserably, you could never be as bad an actor as me.

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Apr 28

Apr 28, 2026 at 10:08 PM UTC

daughterofthestorm

Dear Elphie

You're a good actor. You just don't believe it. I know you get scared, and it isn't stage fright, but more the fear of being judged. I know the difference. But maybe sometime you could try acting with a proper audience instead of your friends, playing a character instead of just wearing a mask, reciting real lines instead of the ones you practice alone, like "I'm fine." And hey, even if you try and fail miserably, you could never be as bad an actor as me.

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I am never the first choice. No one aches to share secrets with me. They guard their words around me, scrolling past my name, only turning to me when no one else replies. Secrets lie heavy, pressing against my ribs, ready to be known if they’d listen. I don’t want their pity; I just want to be heard. Slowly, I become more like a memory. Not forgotten— but no one notices I’m missing. My absence isn’t felt. No one traces the shape I leave. Sometimes on the edge of the circle I’ll look away for a moment, study the sky, count cracks in pavement. Once in a while, there’s mercy in a stranger. They might smile at me. A slight curve, nothing more. But I’ll remember I exist and for a heartbeat… I’ll matter.

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Feb 13

Feb 13, 2026 at 1:32 PM UTC

daughterofthestorm

Peripheral (revised)

I am never the first choice. No one aches to share secrets with me. They guard their words around me, scrolling past my name, only turning to me when no one else replies. Secrets lie heavy, pressing against my ribs, ready to be known if they’d listen. I don’t want their pity; I just want to be heard. Slowly, I become more like a memory. Not forgotten— but no one notices I’m missing. My absence isn’t felt. No one traces the shape I leave. Sometimes on the edge of the circle I’ll look away for a moment, study the sky, count cracks in pavement. Once in a while, there’s mercy in a stranger. They might smile at me. A slight curve, nothing more. But I’ll remember I exist and for a heartbeat… I’ll matter.

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Do you see the quiet boy who hates small talk and avoids conversation? No one talks to him. No one knows the sound of his voice. Do you see the nervous girl who hides from everyone and is immensely shy? No one approaches her. No one knows how lonely she is. Will you listen when the quiet boy finally speaks? Hear the passion in his voice when you talk to him about something he truly loves. Will you notice when the nervous girl finally shines? See how confident she is when she gets to show others something she's proud of. The quiet boy is quiet but he's not silent. He just feels that no one wants to listen to him. The nervous girl is nervous but not afraid. She just feels that no one wants to be with her. Don't shirk the introverts. There's nothing wrong with being quiet and shy. And you'd be surprised by how much they know. They aren't dumb. They aren't deaf. They certainly aren't blind. Keep that in mind when you think you're sneaky because someone always sees.

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Mar 27

Mar 27, 2026 at 7:09 PM UTC

daughterofthestorm

Don't Shirk the Introverts

Do you see the quiet boy who hates small talk and avoids conversation? No one talks to him. No one knows the sound of his voice. Do you see the nervous girl who hides from everyone and is immensely shy? No one approaches her. No one knows how lonely she is. Will you listen when the quiet boy finally speaks? Hear the passion in his voice when you talk to him about something he truly loves. Will you notice when the nervous girl finally shines? See how confident she is when she gets to show others something she's proud of. The quiet boy is quiet but he's not silent. He just feels that no one wants to listen to him. The nervous girl is nervous but not afraid. She just feels that no one wants to be with her. Don't shirk the introverts. There's nothing wrong with being quiet and shy. And you'd be surprised by how much they know. They aren't dumb. They aren't deaf. They certainly aren't blind. Keep that in mind when you think you're sneaky because someone always sees.

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If someone asks, she says she's fine and she won't let them know that way deep down, she's hurting, but she can't let it show. She's afraid of what people would say if they knew how much she lied, how she hid when she was angry, or sat alone in the dark and cried. She's suffering from mild depression and probably has some OCD, is at risk of ARFID and psychosis, with severe social anxiety, but despite it all, she's by herself; she'll fight her battles alone 'cause she's scared to reach out for help and make her pain be known.

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Apr 10

Apr 10, 2026 at 1:50 AM UTC

daughterofthestorm

Secret Keeper

If someone asks, she says she's fine and she won't let them know that way deep down, she's hurting, but she can't let it show. She's afraid of what people would say if they knew how much she lied, how she hid when she was angry, or sat alone in the dark and cried. She's suffering from mild depression and probably has some OCD, is at risk of ARFID and psychosis, with severe social anxiety, but despite it all, she's by herself; she'll fight her battles alone 'cause she's scared to reach out for help and make her pain be known.

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She never needed to be saved yet sometimes she thought it would be nice if every once in a while, someone would pick her up and hold her when she felt nothing but defeated.

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Apr 16

Apr 16, 2026 at 3:10 PM UTC

daughterofthestorm

Warrior

She never needed to be saved yet sometimes she thought it would be nice if every once in a while, someone would pick her up and hold her when she felt nothing but defeated.

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A listening ear that hears nothing but static. A pair of eyes that see everything but truth. A fragile mind that knows nothing but longing. A lonely soul that has everything but love.

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Apr 21

Apr 21, 2026 at 1:08 PM UTC

daughterofthestorm

Shadow of a Schoolgirl

A listening ear that hears nothing but static. A pair of eyes that see everything but truth. A fragile mind that knows nothing but longing. A lonely soul that has everything but love.

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