"goofball" poems
Call every day, because if you don’t tell me
Every single detail of your life,
You’re a liar and you don’t love me.
I want to know who you’re dating,
What ****** you off, why your brother is being
An annoying goofball, oh did I forget to mention?
If you don’t tell me when you’re going out
You don’t want to spend any time with me
And I take that offensively.
I need your opinion on everything,
Even if you have to be brutally honest
Because if I look fat I would wanna know
But don’t tell me I look fat because
It’ll hurt my feelings and I won’t let you forget it.
Hold grudges because when we get into fights
I want to bring up things from the past that I can use against you.
We’re supposed to love unconditionally, no judgment,
But I get to judge you because that’s what best friends do.
I need to make sure I’m right, most of the time.
You’re wrong. And I get the last word.
By the way, I need 30 minutes to an hour
of your day, every day, because if you don’t give it
you’re a bad best friend who won’t make time for me.
My boyfriend is equally as important as you
But sometimes he needs extra attention
So don’t get mad when I ditch you for him or anything.
Because if you do you’re a bad best friend for not
Letting me be happy.
You need to support me even if you don’t agree with me,
Love me when everyone hates me,
Oh, and did I say, You have to be beneath me,
because if you try to beat me, you’re too selfish for your own good.
So would you like to fill out an application?
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 2:38 PM UTC
I look at you and I see beauty.
The way you look so peaceful as you sleep is simply breathtaking.
The way you smile makes me get that cliche fuzzy feeling in my chest and tummy.
The way you laugh gives me a reason to smile.
I look at you and I see a goofball.
The way you get so serious when you're playing Skyrim is simply priceless.
The way you "dance with me" makes me want to be dancing at our wedding.
The way you make a **** noise with your mouth every time you mess up when you're trying to be serious gives me the giggles.
I look at you and I see a lover.
The way you kiss me is simply exhilarating.
The way you want me makes me shiver.
The way you say you love me gives me butterflies and goosies to this very day.
I look at you and I see a fighter.
The way you keep strong is simply inspiring.
The way you still give me everything I could ever ask for even though you are going through so much makes me want to give you everything I have and more.
The way you kick depressions *** every chance you get gives me aspirations.
I look at you and I see my wifey.
The way you hold me is simply heart-stopping.
The way your body fits perfectly with mine makes me realize we are made for each other.
The way you are always there for me gives me a reason to live.
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 2:29 AM UTC
Light drizzles gently brushing on my cheeks
Misty pitter-patters
A butterfly flutters
A solitary stroll in the orchard of mystique
The dewy grass glitters
I am Mother Nature’s daughter
I saunter in the womb of the cherry orchard
Light-hearted tip taps
The squirrels take their catnaps
Gaily skipping under the falling blossoms
Spinning with laughter
Time is not a factor
From a distance, a pianist plays a chirpy tune
The jazzy anthem
A tune of welcome
Arm with passion, I caper windward
One with the flowers and trees
The birds and the bees
Mild winds gently combing my tresses
Soft, rhythmic strokes
My senses they provoke
Then reality came in a soothing ring
My baby calls
Oh, my busy, silly goofball!
Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 4:54 PM UTC
I'm sixteen
I still can't exactly swing on a swing without being scared
I suppose it's a metaphor for life
To have fear of such a childish contraption
I'm afraid of the motion
I'm scared of falling off
But I'm not scared of falling into you
I will do it over and over and over again
I will collide
I don't fear it
I don't fear you and I
I was swinging yesterday
My stomach felt awful
I told myself to stare at something
To get lost in the thought of you
Concentrate on what I was doing
It was nice to drown in something for once
To not hate the feel of not being able to breathe when I thought of something
Maybe because it was not something dark, it was you
I drowned in your magnificence
I probably looked like an idiot sitting in a swing, smiling like a giant goofball
But I didn't really care in that moment
Because even though you were not there in person
I held you in my heart
My mind
My smile
Nostalgic settled upon my bare shoulders
Like the last rays of sunshine
A profound hush smothered my neighborhood
I never had a swing set when I was a kid
But ironically now that I'm sixteen there is a swing set
In my backyard a couple years too late
Another life metaphor
Sometimes the best language is the unspoken kind
But I'm here screaming out with every word
That I love your everything in the loudest voice I can
The miles between us might muffle my voice
I just hope you can feel my heart beating as loud as a locomotive train
Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
If I had to say anything I would have to say wow. I can't believe that you are so perfect. I almost hate leaving. If having countless people hurt me in the past to lead up to being with you then I wouldn't go back and change a single moment. I'm not good with being emotional and talking about my feelings around you so that's why I'm writing them. You are amazing, sweet, caring, perfect every word I can think of you are. How could I want anything more then just laying around and being a total goofball with you. Why would I want anything esle then being as happy as I can be. Why would I want anything esle then sleeping with you and actually sleeping all night and not waking up constantly cause I feel nervous or panicky. I don't think I could have it any better. You asked me what do I like about you and I couldn't give you good answers but I don't like your voice and I don't like your hair and I don't like your singing randomly. I love them. I love that you feel comfortable with me I love holding your hand when we are at target or the mall. I love being around you to not even caring if I come home or not. I always thought that I never was good enough for someone that everyone always would Leave me and never look back but I feel different with you that I feel safe. Safe. I do love you and those three words only have came out once before and I got totally riped apart because of it. I'm trying to put everything out on the table and rip away from any of the nagtive feelings I have towards love and open up let it all go and start new.
Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
I remember the first time you Said we will be best friends
I scoffed at the idea me? Having a best friend? No
But you showed that you were I told you my darkest secret
Thinking you would bail after Hearing the awful story….But
No you stayed by my side Sticking to the idea that you
Will be my best friend. You have been there at my good
The bad, and the downward Spiral. You were my lighthouse
In the mist of the storm giving me hope to see the land
Those days where we went mini golfing and me making
Fun of the way you played and beat you on the last hole
Sinking the ball in a hole in one and winning free ice cream
The days when I invaded your study hall, lunch table, locker
Just for a laugh and to see you to do our signature pose
When we went to prom and had a super great time dancing
Picture taking and making memories that stick like paper to glue
I’m hours away, miles apart but I know you will be there no
Matter what. You’re the single most blessed thing to ever
Happen to me. Every night I look at our goofball picture
From homecoming and look at how great high school
Was, but now I’m in college. You are my Un-typical spirited
silly cheerful white girl and many things have changed but
One thing will never change in my life and I know it
I love my best friend.
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 2:06 PM UTC
I broke up with her
for good reason
but now all I can really do is remember how good we were.
I try so hard to remember her flaws and faults: how selfish and narcissistic she could be. how her loyalties were elsewhere. how I was never enough.
but they don't compare when I remember: how she kissed me around strangers, and ran after my train every single time, just to be a goofball and show the world that I was hers. how she could make me feel better by just being there.
I try my best to ignore her but even if I don’t see or talk to her for weeks she’s still in my mind, always, because I can find her in everything.
I find her when I smell her perfume or see something from Nevada, when I eat Twix and ignore the word mhm and the colors blue and green. When I make mac n cheese and eat all of it. when I go to school and when I come home. and whenever I see a rose, especially if it's red.
I don’t know how people can give someone so much of themselves and then have their heart broken. I gave her pieces of me that I can never get back and I don’t know how to continue being Sammy without those pieces.
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 6:02 PM UTC
"You're a goofball" she muttered
"And you're a typo queen" I smirked at her
"But you're my goofball" she smirked back
"Forever and always like you are my queen"
Yet now I'm reminiscing and a total wreck..
Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 8:39 AM UTC
~
***Nobody Loves me
Nobody really cares***
But I do my darling
Just take a look into my eyes
I've been through hell and back with you
Together we have touched the skies
From the beginning to the end
We've seen each other through it
The lies and deceit, heart stopping truths
Where others would have split
We made it through our youth
When we first met you were smol
Barely even my height
A friendship made through stripper jokes
And you being my favourite white
Casual racism erupted
A classic joke among our friends
During a time where we were once happy
Innocent even, before that bitter end
Slowly you grew taller
Quite frankly you have changed
No longer that touchy goofball
Reasoning for that we leave unexplained
Though I still love you dearly
No matter what kind of person you become
Even if you turned into a vile beast
I would still act like your mum
From your oddly perfectly shaped eyebrows
Those glistening endless voids you call your eyes
Hair roughly pushed to the side
Matched with a cheeky grin that people seem to idolise
3 Years I would say its been
Though clearly its the wrong number
Knowing all about your weird life
Sharing memories from past summers
An ungodly collection of hats
littered throughout your room
The ugly ones shoved above the closet
That black one with green splats I presume
We went to that amazing concert together
Rocking it out within the mosh pit
I'll never forget that amazing day
As we reconnected even if it was just a bit
Your escape through street fighting
A dark time for both of us I remember
But it looks like we stuck it out
We made it past that December
Even if we wanted to end it all
The depression still hitting us in waves
The relaps of that fateful period
Still echoes within my brain
But like I've said once
And will say a million times over
I love you my dear boy
Even if you feel like a complete loner
I'll continue holding my hand out
Incase you slip and fall
Even if you don't need it
Just don't forget its there is all
*I want you to know
I love you
Remember that Riy*
~
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 8:49 AM UTC
It's been four years
But the little goofball is still the same.
He is pampered and doesn't know how to fight
Instead I caught him yesterday running behind the butterfly
resting on his nose.
And then! rather than eating the grasshopper,
He tried to jump higher than it...and ended up into the wall!
His friends are strong like warriors but...
He is like the shepherd's boy grazing the sheep
His big black eyes say it all
And his shine is like no other.
Even though he doesn't like me much...
But there are nights when we sit together
counting stars with fireflies.
Aug 7, 2020
Aug 7, 2020 at 3:20 AM UTC
Keep your friends close
But your enemies closer,
So you can punch them whenever you want to.
Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on me,
If you can still fool me thrice, you're really clever.
Success is 1% inspiration
And 99% perspiration
Plus a thousand prayers, just for good measure.
There's a rainbow
Always after the rain
Just make sure you don't look at the clouds at night.
It's always darkest
Before the dawn
So set your alarm to six or seven in the morning.
There's always light
At the end of a tunnel
A claustrophobe has two things to worry about.
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 4:18 PM UTC
tides come and go
people live and die
memories are like a parked car
made to be filled with love making
days gone
friends forgotten
stand by my window sill
forget why we have names
true we were never friends
days gone
monotonus religion
jazz looses tune
**** its luster
my life spins
fluid fills a strangers eyes
tears from her cheek
she was a goofball
he was Asian as ****
my life filled his ears
my friendship founded in the first impression
bagpipes make you cringe
sunlight makes you wince
your breath ******* reeks
you were ****** for weeks
why did you hate me
was it simply to spite me
maybe you never liked me
but at least you never lied to me
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
She goes over to him and curls up around his feet
he spreads his wings and folds them gentle around her small body
rest now *** I've got you
looks up at him and blinks her big blue eyes
teehee
an evil grin spreads across her face
he looks down at her with his eyebrow raised
Whaaaaat are you doing?
she suddenly pounces on him and starts batting at his wings squeaking as she does
A shrill screeches rings through the air as he lifts off the ground and shoot up into the night sky
She clings to his back with her claws ears flat agaisnt her head
looking around she realizes something
*** I'M FLLLLLYYYYING
Weeeeeeee
Falls off the Bed Laughing
Dear Goddess, panda you are just a freaking goofball.
smiles wide at him
I know
^-^
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 12:08 PM UTC
Since when was I so **** serious?!
I've been trying to change for you
That I've lost my best features
I've forgotten how to joke around
But today I found myself
Shook hands and reunited
And it feels so ******* good
I made jokes about everything
I found myself out of my quiet shell
I'm back to my old self
Not being able to take anything I do seriously
Laughing at myself is my favorite thing to do
Being a ******* goofball
That's what I am
And it just feels so **** good
Come on...
Being serious is no ******* fun at all
So from now on
I will never change for anyone
Because when I'm not me
I don't know who I am
Or who I'm trying to be
And it feels so wrong
That's probably why nothing has ever worked out for me before
Cause I'm a ******* idiot
Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 3:09 PM UTC
I wish I could stop their pain.
What do they truly gain,
When they're being put in all this pain?
You don't think I know what it's like?
LOOK AT ME!!
I used to go through it everyday.
There wasn't much I could say,
but hey, you know what?
I grew up,
I stood up,
I made them shut up.
I became the alpha-male,
I was the hammer to the nail.
I made them wail.
The cries still haunt me though.
I became a monster, a foe.
I looked into the mirror and yelled "No!"
Who was I?
A monster who wanted to die,
Or just a guy?
A guy who wants a new start.
A guy with a passionate heart.
A guy who will be a dart.
I chose to defend, not destroy.
No longer would I be a boy.
I turned into a man who bring joy.
A light in dark times,
My flame constantly shinesMy love an compassion is my true weapon.
Take my words into consideration.
I am just a man.
A man who sees the world differently.
If you know me today,
you know I don't plan things.
I do them on a whim.
I'm a jokester, a funny man, a goofball,
but most importantly,
I'm just a happy guy.
I don't have a reason to be sad.
Sure people attack that happiness,
But I just smile back.
My greatest gift IS my greatest weapon.
Thus, that's how I get my name.
Dan "The Man" Peters.
It's not a name I chose.
It's a name I earned
There was a time I had to revoke it from myself,
But after finding myself,
I was reborn.
But it's just a title.
I don't let it be my definition.
What I do defines me!
I'm not perfect.
Don't freak out when I mess up.
Like before I'm just a man.
A man who barely has a plan.
There is more to me than meets the eye.
So I must say with a sigh,
Peace. Love. Equality.
Only with those, can we achieve unity.
The world might be dark.
There might be dangerous sharks,
but you know what?
I'll be there to kick ****
Until I can't breath, I won't give up.
I will not shut up.
I will fight.
I will stand.
I will remain a light.
With my right hand,
I vow to protect.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 1:53 PM UTC
I had the same dream before
Not in the same context
Maybe not in the same scenario
But The same thing happened
I kissed you and I still remember every detail
We were wrestling each other and you know in those movie scenes
Where the world seems to slow
And their faces seem to glow
That was what happened.
You were on top with your hat, it was the red and black one
And I was on bottom smiling like a goofball and just having fun.
You leaned in slowly ever so slowly
Like time itself was slowing down for us
So we could enjoy the moment.
I got lost in your eyes
Got lost in the sea
Got lost and didn't want to return
You closed your eyes and I did mine
I was in darkness for a moment
But I could feel your warmth
And that was all I needed
For that particular moment
Then I felt your lips on my lips
And then I woke up and man did I give a Flying Flip!
Now you told that you had a dream
That you kissed me
I don't know what happened in your dream
I don't know what you felt
I don't know
But The same thing happened
You kissed me
It's funny how we had a similar dream
Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 2:12 PM UTC
Matt,
I still see you as an obnoxious, 6'2, fifteen year old goofball.
Is that weird?
To hold that image of you in my head?
I was eight years old when you were fifteen.
One time, you pretended to eat my cat and I cried.
"MATT, WHY WOULD YOU EAT ANGEL?!"
"Leigh, I didn't really! Look, he's right here!"
My earliest memory of you.
A fond one at that.
You and my brother were close.
Roughhoused together...
Played every-kind-of-ball together...
Grew up together.
Our fathers have always been close, so naturally their sons would be.
Your dad still calls mine
"my dearest friend".
They coached alongside each other for years.
And who did they coach?
You.
My brother.
Kids who needed a guiding hand.
You stood out.
(Of course you did, you were six feet tall by freshman year!)
You controlled the basketball court like no one else.
Rebounds, ball handling, 3-pointers;
You could do it all.
There was no stopping you...
Oh yeah, you made the team what it was.
How many career points?
Over 3,000?
Something like that.
You were a star off of the court, too.
Everyone looked towards you for a quick joke.
You were funny, man.
Your laugh was infectious, your smile was luminescent.
You'd fuckin' light up New York City.
No, you weren't the brightest guy...
And your dad never let you forget it.
But you tried.
I wish you could see your family now.
I hadn't seen your parents and brothers in ages.
Parker's no longer that chubby, quiet kid, huh?
Rob is as thin as ever, quiet as well.
Your mom is as beautiful as I remember her to be.
Your dad hasn't changed a bit.
No, I take that back...
He was crying.
All 6'8 of him pulled my 5'2 father into a hug.
"Come here, my dearest friend."
My father cried.
I haven't seen that man cry in years.
And now both of them are crying over you.
Over how beautiful, remarkable, and loved you were.
There were a ton of people there, also crying for the same reasons.
You were so valued.
I wish you would've known that.
So long, Matt.
Until we meet again...
-Leigh
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:45 PM UTC
I know that it seems completely illogical to fall so hard
For someone who’ve never even met before.
But, that’s where I’ve always lost everyone.
I have met him;
I did know him.
I did love him..
In fact, I think I still do.
He was a complete goofball.
It didn’t matter what we were talking about,
I always had a big cheesy grin
Plastered on my face.
He could always make me laugh,
He could always lift my spirits.
And he always helped build my self confidence.
He never had to say such sweet things to me.
But it seemed as though it occurred naturally.
No one had told me I was beautiful;
Until him.
It brought me to tears.
Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 7:35 PM UTC
goofball since i could first strike a one-liner
destined to be the fat, funny kid from the age of ten.
and that's great
i can float wherever i want
popular kids laugh just as hard as the weird ones
but try and tell people the terrible
unspeakable things that happened to you
and they laugh all the same
fine-tuned to only hear jokes leaving your garish mouth.
i have to turn **** and divorce and abandonment and growing up too fast and taking care of everyone when all i want to do is come home and sit on a nice couch with christmas lights while my mother makes christmas cookies and gives me robes and socks and hugs and perfume for no ******* reason
i want that so ******* bad
but all i can do
is make a joke about it
because that's all you want to hear from me
the fat, funny kid
who lives to make everyone smile
so i can
for a little while
but there are ugly, sad things inside of me
that rip through my quiet moments
when i'm not making a joke about **** -
a real story masked with comedic error -
the ugly parts
sit on my chest
and breathe into me
while you like my posts on facebook
and laugh at my silly snapchats.
Dec 19, 2016
Dec 19, 2016 at 1:15 PM UTC
If you were me,
you would be making the world a better place.
Or thinking about making the world a better place.
Someday, after you learn being me makes you
********
Really, dead center on the spects, carazy smart
seri-al-owzly simple minded
regarding pre-literal ideas that few, if any
besides you, me now, ever literally take for granted,
for God's sake.
Right, that's some good to be done-
set that blasphemin', God-blamin', goofball free.
If you were me,
you would be hoping nothing you are thinking
is really doing what you are thinking. But it did.
You ever been in an angel bar? I know where some are,
if I were you,
I'd take the dole and hang out widimall day. They are
here to serve. It's in their contract, and they love
leading expeditions into the unknown unknowns, ain't
never been this far before.
Okeh. That did it. Conway Twitty, I could not
have guessed...
Serious poetry, Nietzschean twit. Is laughable.
If you were me,
you would know this is in the cycle. This is whatchamightcall,
the way home, the short version-cut.
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 9:06 PM UTC
I am strong
But I can be fragile too
I am Stoic
But I can be a Big goofball too
I am a human
But I am a individual too
I am loving and kind
I do not judge
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 4:48 PM UTC
sometimes I just want to cuddle & kiss & be cute with you because that's what you'd expect out of two teenagers then other times I want to smack you in the back of the head for being a goofball & mess up your hair that you seem to be so crazy about & laugh when you get mad because the face you make when you're embarrassed is the cutest whether you believe it or not. & sometimes I even want to be serious & I want you to tell me what's got your world spinning & for you to open up to me & finally for once just let me help because that's all I've ever wanted to do. & sometimes I want for you to read all the things I've ever wrote for you & take them to heart & realize how much I truly do care for you & appreciate everything you have done to help maintain my happiness in life when you didn't have to. but sometimes I just simply want to be together & know that you love me & I love you. because hell you're all I want.
is that too much to ask for?
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 10:58 AM UTC
What do you see when you look into
These eyes? Do you see a cheerful
Kid always pushing and cheering the
Person next to them on during a race
Or practice? Do you see a leader taking
Charge? Do you see a loving boy waiting
For a girl to steal his heart? Do you see that
Goofball kid who is never serious?
Or do you see that kid with one to many knocked
Back in that dark room on the weekends?
Do you see a kid who lets the smoke fill his
Veins instead of love? Do you see the kid
With a destroyed heart who’s close to
Giving up on love together?
What do you see when you look behind this
Curtain of eyes hiding the monsters inside?
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 9:40 AM UTC
i think im falling in love with you,
for ive never felt this way before.
i miss you all the time
and i know your mind so well.
i know when you're being a goofball
and when you're being honest.
i know how deeply you care for your family
and friends, though you may never admit it.
i know you're scared of getting hurt,
so love frightens you.
but i know when you will fall in love,
though it may not be with me,
you'll be just perfect.
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 8:25 PM UTC