"neet" poems
I'm considered to be nerdy
Awkward, not flirty.
They call me gay,
Because I Cosplay.
I must be a dork
Because Zelda's my lord,
And she's way cooler than any sport.
Could someone love me?
That couldn't be.
I watch too much anime,
And BBC.
I praise The doctor and Spock.
Even Sherlock.
Cause in my opinion
They're better than jocks.
Being nerdy is quite fun,
But you make me sound dumb.
We're accepting and caring
But please stop staring.
Am I making this boring?
Don't start snoring..
Just give me a chance.
I'll make it last.
We could play Skyrim or league.
Wait, don't leave!
I can be cool,
Just like you!
I can calculate big numbers in my head,
Or make a fortress out of my bed
I can be an ork, elf, or spy.
Just as long as it's allowed by the die.
I can cast spells online.
Don't worry, you'll be fine!
I can role play to the extreme!!!
That's right, I call it d&d.;
I'm proud to be a geek.
Yes, we're very neet!
We know our facts!
We're anime maniacs.
I'm good at mtg!
It takes skill to be like me.
I'm cool I tell you!
I'm grand.
But at the same time,
You don't make me feel great.
I'm a loser,
A dork
No, I don't like baseball, football, or hockey
I can't bench and I don't lift.
But I go to some pretty intense parties...
On Xbox.
My heart is bigger than my head..
No, not literally.
I'd bring you a rose
And write you a poem
You'd be my Rory.
This isn't the end of the story.
I'd love you more than
video games, Star Wars, and D&D.;
In the end,
You're always my MVP.
You don't have to lie,
I know you'll decline..
but my feelings won't change.
They'll always be the same.
Maybe I'd be cool..
If I were with you.
But that'll never be
Because you fail to see OTP.
Then again,
It's all good in the end
Because..
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Manga costs less
Than dinner for two.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC
It's all reet lass I've turned leets out
t'neet is gonna be a neet to remember
yer cowat is in the cubby ol'
hung and forgotten
fer weir yer goin yer w'aint need it
bed awaits our horizontal dancing
mekin the beast with four legs
you get yersen comfy
I need a slash
ill syphon me python an be reet with yer
lay back n think of England
coz nay one but me will hear the scream
when I slip thee a length
and mek the wet
Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 10:01 PM UTC
Dear dad, so enthusiastic with a lot of dreams,
I, your unworthy son, is here with a request,
You wouldn't understand I know for sure,
You really think you know for me what's best.
I have a tiny question,
Why do you force your unaccomplished dreams on us, your children,
And when we try to race our dreams what do you tell us to do?
Simple as this, just **** 'em.
I try hard to be the perfect child among the millions in this world ,
We both know every one has some cons,
Yet I work pretty hard to be a rose among the rest of them who are like leaves,
Yet you only see my thorns.
Why are you so pessimistic dad when I get my grades and come home,
Why don't you see the positivity in what I've done well in and not get wild?
All I get is a bashing and an assignment,
Common perks of being a 21st century middle-class Indian family child.
And yes dad I am gonna write JEE and NEET and get in a college which you want me to,
And probably also get a masters where you want me to so a good salary companies can give,
But when I'm finally independent to make my decisions I'll have no life left to live.
And if I'm gonna marry the one you've decided for me,
That meant you've decided my entire life I've got ahead,
I'll probably start to love her after sometime,
Yet I'll remember you for all the wrong reasons each time I lie I bed.
And whatever you've done to me dad I do know it's with a good intention,
I don't have a grudge on you because I do understand,
There's a saying "the biggest problems started with the best of intentions. "
Knowing that your still there will still give me a helping hand.
You've given me a lot of values dad,
And these values in me will forever strive,
Please don't get me wrong with what I've just portrayed.
P.S - I love you dad and will always do until I'm alive.
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 9:54 PM UTC
Breaking out with my faults
I can't handle becoming an adult,
My scars are open
My life is determined by someone else' pen
There is no recovery from suicide
There is no place to hide.
I know that I've lived and fought
But what happens when you're a neet who takes bottles in one draught
When you give yourself less but everyone else so much more
Man life ***** when you're poor,
I hate the meds because it makes me feel weak, reliant and unhappy
Shoutout to Dappy.
I almost met my fate yesterday, oh what a feeling of ecstasy.
It almost seemed like a fantasy,
It isn't about the lie, it is how the truth is denied
It isn't about life, it is how you've lived with a knife.
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC
wander abaht atter a home
as av no bairns ad Tek us in
so the living hereabahts
rush inside
early doors
afore sunset
lock doors
pull down shades,
turn mirrors to walls
do all to stop me seeing em
for if I did
I'd carry 'em off.
*** named a monkey
after us, the lemur
cos we big eyes
are aht at neet
and mek ghost noises
so bairns bang *** lids
howl like wolves
joined by tarn dogs,
to frit us away
while nannans spin abaht,
splash boiling watta
rahnd rooms with a wooden ladle .
Am one dead al not find a home.
I'd carry 'em off.
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 6:00 AM UTC
Stop telling me
I am diligent
A diligent girl won't
Become a NEET
Stop telling me
I am kind
A kind girl won't
Have no friend
Stop telling me
I am beautiful
A beautiful girl won't
Be alone at parties
Stop telling me
I am cheerful
A cheerful girl won't
Have such deep scars.
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 10:40 AM UTC