"probs" poems
not a poem but something that have been stuck in my head since four years ago
High school was never easy.
Even the happiest person said that they have a bad memories in high school.
They get bullied
Some people would said that I should treasure everything that happened in my high school life.
I know. IVE TRIED SO HARD.
But I cant.
Folks in high school are weird.
Not that weird. They're...... 'weird'..
They're full with hatred
-full with negatives vibes
-full with idk why the heck they want to bad things to other people.
For me, I dont know.
I dont enjoy anything
Everything looks so depressing
Full of hate..
I tell you
I've been trying.
And its my fourth year now
Trying to be positive
Trying to understand everyone in the school
But
I think.. This things cant be help no more.
Everytime I walked into my school
My depression level increase to level 99
My loneliness can be felt..so clear
My self-esteem drop like hell
High school even teach me not to trust everyone.
-people always leave no matter what why when or how.
No wonder some people killed themself
-some kid do selfharm
-some students would ditch school
-some people do drugs just to run away from the school probs
Idk is it just me or what
Oh gosh.. I wish I can just scream at them in their face.
Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 6:45 AM UTC
I am a girl.
See that. A girl.
I'm not a boy.
I got curves and long hair.
Nothing too scary…
Then why the hell won't you talk to me?
If that is what you want, me, then come on boys,
I am waiting. Patiently, wanting to be pursued with every bit of your energy,
I'll give you hints and lead you on, but come on,
It aint that hard to admit you like me,
I mean I may not feel the same,
But seriously,
This is not funny…
You can't call me pretty and then just do nothing,
No, don't walk away yet,
***** into my heart and then not commit,
What is this?
Did your mom's not teach you manners?
Playing your evil games with my lover hazy brain.
Admit it!
*** thats only what you want!
But please, I am not ******
Neither am I that easy.
Break into my heart, and then rewire my veins,
What? Are you completely insane?
I desire a partnership!
God! Is that so **** deranged?
But no, your heart's too broken, or you just not that interested,
Please…
I will not press my lips upon yours,
The same old story once again
Oct 11, 2012
Oct 11, 2012 at 3:43 PM UTC
I been writing like a mad man and had my works passport get stamped in multiple countries .
Australia, Italy , Germany , England, Indiana .
Okay Indiana was more a state run mental institution but I was published there none the less and I liked finger painting graham crackers and crazy women so probs to them.
I mean I didn't want to visit there or anything no offense but im not a big fan off fields and chainsaw art .
I stayed busy flask in pocket and my mind constantly towards the page .
I had gained respect but still I always found my way home .
For better or worse Hello has been the house that me and few other writers built I was here from day one i'm the flaw you just can't hide .
Everyone's favorite black sheep and all around lovable train wreck.
My place was permanent .
Like me or hate me you couldn't ignore me .
Well you could try but I usually won people over or annoyed them to the point of blocking me and joining the witness relocation program but enough about my past relationships .
I was taking some time off from three months straight of chasing publication.
I posted a write at this place I called home for so many years .
It was solid as a brick **** house .
Then some kid posted a write that was total **** but had a pic of her cleavage in the restroom mirror .
It trended in two seconds had a bunch of ***** ******** telling lies in vague hopes to see more .
I knew the ship wasn't sinking it long since met its demise on the icy dark oceans floor .
You just can't compete with *******
I set my sails to the closest port .
I would share some drinks and maybe see some familiar faces .
I believe a pirate is better suited to roam than be food for the ***** .
My future is in the wind not lost within the depths .
Stay crazy hope are ships pass in the night .
And if ever we find ourselves in the same port .
First rounds on you .
Never sit and wait for decay on any level will consume you .
Stay crazy
Gonz
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 11:30 AM UTC
*why do i have to feel
i'm probs in the ugliness
living in green
making my heart feel pokey
feeling grizzly and god awful
buhbut
absolutely dismal +color fade*
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 3:47 PM UTC
Leave her alone
she is obvi annoyed
shut the **** up
go play with yourself
like u probs do
shes my best friend
don't call her names
she may be cute
but shes scary as ****
mess with her
you mess with me
mess with me
you're dead meat
don't call her names
don't say shes fat
shes not ugly
shes just fine
she always makes me laugh
leave her alone
she doesn't need your ********
you ******* ******** seriously
GO TO HELL
Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 1:14 PM UTC
Fanwisdom gedachting a hearth-billow in my Herz
Ich hab' gedacht it fairer still to know
Than amongst dein Welt it predisposes is perplexed aloof
Extraños kann nicht go where I must go
And von und an die spinniest of Hund
In peril and with Angsty tougher Hands
Will not crepuscular desecration sofort ensue
Für nichts ist wichtiger nur ein Liebling mood
Versucht wir probs and totes adorbs
But still zu schieße tired and hasst to sein
Während wir sollen in the proper sense
Man oh yeah das Man sagt en vino absorb'd
Was wicked waste and After it schmeckt schleck
Über ist nicht was es ich verpassen now
Most mehr mit Menchen kommt wieso I ask?
Wenn wo I know it is so very untoward to cow
Kuh oder a coo cannot redeem from drain
Zeit and Mal scent rempeln us all or push
Klar we cannot stop the starkest Zug
Nor yodel holler up the lane for ****
And just wenn denkst du, dass eyes is mad
Know that for Worten the harshest Lebens macht
To get you just to see and versehe sum
Unwertens none of us will ever be ich gedacht
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 6:49 PM UTC
Only when I dream am I safe,I ****** hate the place I'm at,
I ****** hate the pace I'm at forced to slow down to a crawl,
**** you all I hate the four walls I'm constantly starin' at,
trapped in an evil habitat,as twitchy as an alley cat,
I'm feelin close to snappin necks,
leavin wrecks of bodies in the walls like my name is west,
my best years are flying past
while I'm constantly harassed by "so called" loved ones,
you're lucky I don't own a gun
-cause seriously don't push me cause I'm at my boiling point another joint?
maybe it'll help me chill,I'm so stressed its makin' me ill
and my friends can't help me,they've got their own probs man
plus I don't like to admit how suicidal Mr Sandman the tough guy is really feeling,
Astral project and punch the ******* ceiling
out of this glass house that's constantly throwin' rocks,
your self obsessed attitudes is seriously a load of ****
so I try and get my sleep on,
no more time with the leash on,cause the Sandman controls you there,
remember all the nightmares? you've been having recently...
its ME messing with your nocturnal life is payback for my days of strife,
and I can keep it up for years,investing in your deepest fears,
lets see how YOU like holding back the tears,damming up like a blocked weir,you won't be spreading fake cheer,
with the Sandman in full control,
your life your dreams,body and soul,
like Alice falling down the hole,
my goodness!,oh my gracious me,
you really shouldn't stress me,
I'll fill your mind with TNT,
mix it with some ***
you'll blow your mind like LSD,
and maybe then remember me!(to be continued)
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 8:37 PM UTC
I control who even steps into that car.
Where she goes. What she does.
I control that.
Well,
I could.
I have that power.
So just be ******* thankful I'm letting her
Give you a ride home.
Don't ******* whine about having to go
My locker first,
Or her wanting to walk me out to my bus.
That's her job.
She is my GIRLFRIEND.
And you're supposed to be my best friend.
All you ever want to do is drink
Or smoke
Or sneak out
Or have *** (with a guy)
Spending the night at my house
Doing nothing but watching tv
Eating our faces out
And talking till 3am
Doesn't suffice anymore.
And I can't figure out why.
I've been there, I've done the whole party scene.
I've gone out,
Got drunk as ****
Faded as hell,
Had *** for three hours.
Done every bad thing without it being too bad.
It's fun, for awhile.
I just don't see the pull anymore.
And all you see now,
IS that pull.
That's all ÿöü want to do.
You even drink alone.
You're only 16
For chrissakes,
Slow down.
See your youth.
See your potential.
Little miss
"I might have chlamydia/be preg"
Get your head on right.
Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 2:17 AM UTC
he gave me a question,
i knew i could not answer.
and for a moment,
i stood there frozen that i wonder,
of all the people present,
why me, my dear teacher?
Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 10:41 AM UTC
So you think I'm cool, huh?
Witty.
Lovely.
What gives you the right to form those opinions?
Who are you to enjoy my presence?
If you really knew my desires,
my thoughts,
you'd know I'd rather be left alone.
Actually,
I'd rather be mauled by rabid tigers
than see the appreciation on your face
or to hear you laugh at my words.
They are not for you,
none of it is.
You can be mine
if you wish,
but I can never be yours;
I would cease to be myself.
I'd be smothered and sweaty,
and really,
I just want to drive as far away in the opposite direction
windows down
hair slicing my face
until you no longer exist.
May 2, 2012
May 2, 2012 at 9:42 PM UTC
It was all going pretty well, infact very well if i had to be pushed....
but then i started to realise happiness is just an ilusion born in the fabric of the mind and thats when it all started to go terribly, partly because my legs are very wobbley there like jelly really (probs strawberry flavour) but more importantly where the hell are golden grahams they say they were cancelled because of the salt but it wasnt there fault they were taken away so young but at least we know theyve gone to a better place, theyve gone to live in the sea with the plaice (im going for the worst poem ever written can you tell :)).......i think i love you so i wrote it in a card you replied i think you mentle but i think we should just be freinds :( (that bits not true *** i dont know who you are :D) right back to the poem infact il start a new one :).
Sep 14, 2010
Sep 14, 2010 at 4:59 AM UTC
I AM A BUDDHIST, I HAVE ****** OFF MY FAMILY
SO I AM LEAVINGT THEM ALONE
YA SEE I TRY AND BE NICE TO EVERYONE, BUT MY SCHITZOPHRENIC VOICES
MAKES ME YELL OUT TO THE STARS TO LET ME BE
THIS LADY IS COOL, BUT, SOMETIMES IT'S DEPENDING ON THE SITUATION
LIKE, IF YA GOT A BIG JOB, A PERFECT FAMILY, AND A LOT OF CASH
IT'S EASY TO BELIEVE IN BEHAVING AND MORALS
BUT IF YA HAVEN'T BEEN GIVEN THE CHANCE TO0 BE FAMOUS, EVEN IF
YOUR STUFF IS WORTHY OF MONEY,
I TRY NOT TO MAKE ANYONE FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE, WITH WHAT I SAY
I WANT TO FIND MY INNER PEACE, I DON'T WANT PEOPLE TEASING ME
IN MY HEAD, I HATE DAD CALLING ME DUMMY FROM IN THE COSMOS
BUT I WAS THE TEASIE OF THE FAMILY, AND I WANT IT TO FUCKEN STOP
I TRIED TO SHOW MUM AND DAD, SWEARING IS JUST WORDS, NOTHING MORE
I JUST THOUGHT IT WAS COOL TO SWEAR AT MY FOLKS, I WASN'T SLANDERING
THEM, I WASN'T TRYING TO UPSET THEM,, I WAS A COOL KID, THE COOLEST
KID AROUND, I WAS A COOL KID, SO MY MATES CAN FEEL AT EASE
I CARE FOR MY FELLOW HUMAN'S, I TRY AND RESPECT HUMANS
I HATE WHEN PEOPLE TREAT ME LIKE3 MUM AND DAD, THEY ARE OLDIES
THEY HELPED BUT THEY WERE OLD FLAMING HAGS
I SAY THIS IN THE NICEST POSSIBLE WAY
I TELL MY MATES, THEY GO HEY
I KNOW I UPSETTED PEOPLE BY TYING THEM UP, OR NOT RESPECTING THEIR
WAYS TO ENJOY LIFE, THIS LADY, HAS NO IDEA, OF WHAT IT FEELS LIKE, FOR ME
A COSMIC BELIEVER, WHO WANTS TO BE A BUDDHIST, I LIKE THIS LADY
BUT SHE NEEDS TO GET OUT MORE, MORALS, STINK, IT'S THE REASON WHY
WE HAVE ATHIESTS BEING HOOLIGANS, MY PROBS, WERE BECAUSE I WAS
GREAME THORNE KIDNAPPED AT 8 AND PATRICK DUNBAR KIDNAPPED AT 8
I FIND IT HARD TO EXPRESS MYSELF WITHOUT ARGUMENTS, I AM NOT SHY
TO BE A MAN, NOT A FIGHTING MAN, A BUDDHIST MAN, THIS LADY NEEDS
TO LEARN ABRAHM'S BUDDHIST BELIEFS
I CRAVE LIFE, BUT MY COSMIC BELIEF IS TRAPPING ME THINKING
YOU ARE GOING TO DIE ONE DAY, WHICH BRINGS OUT A VOICE FROM
THE EARLY 90S, YOUR GETTING KIDNAPPED ONE DAY BRIAN, NOT WHILE
YOUR TRYING TO BE A COOL KID TO THEM, I RESPECT THAT CANBERRA PEOPLE
DIDN'T SAY THIS, BUT I FIND IT HARD TO BE RESPECTED BY THEM, CAUSE I WAS
TRYING TO BE A YOUNG DUDE, YOUR COOL, BUT, YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND
ABOUT POOR BUDDHISTS SUCH AS MYSELF
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 9:06 PM UTC
if you're sleeping
then dream sweet
if you're thinking
then think of me
if you're confused
i think I know why...
Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 10:08 AM UTC
do you ever feel like
your friends never cared about you?
like your entire existence never affected them?
hell they probs would've done better without you...
you've annoyed them ever since you met them
and now here you are
still bothering them...
you're probably the cause of their problems
or making their problems worse for them
and you know it
you hurt them so many times
and only came back to you
because you were weak
and couldn't go on without them in your life
you want them all for yourself
because you don't know how to speak
to other people and make friends...
how much longer
til you've broken beyond repair?
a year, a month, or just a few hours?
when will you finally be consumed with despair?
or have you already died inside
and are too scared you'll mess up
and have to explain to everyone that you don't have the will to live...
Nov 21, 2016
Nov 21, 2016 at 1:11 AM UTC
what to do when you’re ugly but have good chemistry
1. think about all the good talks
2. find him in the crowd
3. watch him find you in a crowd and perhaps snicker
4. lick elbow to elbow (if he allows)
5. walk behind him hoping he’ll hear the carefully placed quiet footsteps you’ve laid out
6. smile dearly when you don’t completely hear him
7. love him even after a clear disappointment
8. stop searching for him
9. cry about it talk about it laugh about it
10. it’s you you are okay and you were okay even before
11. it’s okay for him to like you and not say and it’s okay for him to not like you and say
12. find out results (probs by day forty)
13. don’t **** yourself figuring it out
Sep 10, 2024
Sep 10, 2024 at 3:55 PM UTC
Don't say you miss me,
Yet no mail pops on my phone.
Don't say I don't keep in touch,
Your phone's got unanswered calls and mails.
Don't say am so silent,
Unless I forget the meaning of blueticks.
Don't say it's you I hate,
It's your love my heart always probs,
Don't say your heart is hurt,
Unless you make me feel the scars.
Please, don't say I'm not your type,
Unless your flesh is made of concrete.
It's me that your heart owes,
Don't say love is all about fate.
It's you my heart loves,
I'm about to take you out for a date,
Please, don't say you don't while you do love me!
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 2:53 AM UTC
Nichols and I
had a fight
in the greenhouse
the first day.
It began
with a push
and shove
by the potted plants.
Then turned
into fists
and neck holds.
Only some kid saying
Groats is coming
that we moved apart
red faced
and sweating
and gazed
at each other.
Get you playtime
Nichols said.
Anytime
Squat-face
I replied.
Next day
he passed me
into class
and said nothing
not even
a shove or elbow
(which I would
have returned
with a blow).
Then walking
to the metalwork room
he said
what part of London
you from?
Southwark
in South London
I said
eyeing him
(not wanting to say
the Elephant and Castle
in case he thought
I was taking the ****
Is it near
the Tower of London?
he asked.
Quite near
I went to school nearby
I replied.
He nodded
and said
sorry about yesterday
guess I was a bit rash
never met
a Londoner afore.
No probs
I replied.
We went into
the metalwork class
sort of friends
and that's how
this poem ends.
Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 4:02 AM UTC