"undateable" poems
Autistically
speaking
I applaud
your intelligence!
flap flap
clap clap
when you
don't think
before
you think
flap flap
clap clap
or open your
*******
******* mouth!
and disparage
and belittle
those with
a learning
disability.
But then maybe
It's you who is
disabled
as you don't
seem able to
distinguish
between what
is right and wrong
what is cruel and kind
flap flap
clap clap
in your ignorance
you are blind
and your
intellectual mind
is a snob
of the worse kind
Looking down
from your high brow
because you
are so clever
I forget
Let's all applaud
and you can remark
(Out of context of course)
that they're all ******* retards
flap flap
clap clap
Well aren't you hard!
You bully when
you say
the dimwits
and the morons,
unloveable,
undateable,
unwanted,
a drain of society
they should all be
put down.
Not somebody
you would choose
to be friends with
or if you did
it would be so you
take advantage of
an idiots good nature
and pure heart!
flap flap
clap clap
Or so you
could look good
in comparison
to them
and maybe it
would knock your
own IQ up
a number or two!
Your average ******
could teach you a
thing about numbers
if you asked them
And you wouldn't want
your own kids
playing
with them
incase they catch it....
Catch what?....
the ability to be
awesome
to think outside
the box
to see feel and
understand
and experience
the world and
people in a
completely
unheard of way.
To smell colours
and taste words,
and your inability
to deviate from
anything other
than your narrow
little mind
really is absurd!
So let's all clap
and flap flap
flap flap flap
and maybe
shriek a bit too!
They are the true
freethinkers
the true misfits
the pure and
the truly blessed
They are
the ones
the people
who are
"different"
"Individual"
as you
would like
to be
flap flap
clap clap
You ignorant ****
Autistically speaking
Who's the ****** now?
©Jacqui Slade
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 3:32 PM UTC
Imma write her a lullaby
Like twinkle twinkle you ain't a star
Hit me to chill isn't that situation bizarre
Cause you broke it off
And you still struggle
How many dudes you call since me just to come over and "snuggle"
Bugga boo, I'm so far into
So far gone
The gambling man would bet that she ain't got a clue
Stuck to you like glue
I rather feel the pain than be attached
Rip it off slow just to be gone and detached
Imma make you realize what 3 years cost
A paycheck, a man...oh yeah and a boss
Undateable..you think that's a natural reaction?
Stop looking for others to blame for ya behavioral actions
Like "sorry ms Jackson" you ain't an outcast
A king need a queen not a piece of unloyal ***
(nice)
Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 11:04 AM UTC
Laying here alone in my bed,
writing angsty teen poetry in my head
Because my words are generally misunderstood
and i want to spread,
a positive message
but i think i'm missing something
Now I open my individuality to the world
by writing interchangable verses
left open to interpretation
trying to impress her with my vague themes,
quick wit, and fasination with things
most would find less than semi-interesting
and so what if my self-confidence is tattered,
or if I only have an average sized ego,
contrary to what I'll tell other people
and even if it never makes any difference,
or if I never realize my potential
My chances with women with steadily decline
until I'm rendered undateable
I'll continue to seek solace in drugs
because I've never been partial to things like girls
and the act of reproduction
I embrace inadequacy
Its all the rage;
I'm the ******* cliche
And I lack social grace
All aboard the bandwaggon,
Because all my friends and I
have the same hair
and general outlook on life
Some people have real problems and some have lives,
I don't think I fit into either of those percentages
I'm bound to live without meaning
for the rest of my days
because I've ****** up everything
I've ever felt meant anything
you can see it in my face,
behind this facade I put on
Smile :)
Jan 11, 2013
Jan 11, 2013 at 4:09 AM UTC
Laying here alone in my bed,
writing angsty teen poetry in my head
Because my words are generally misunderstood
and I want to spread,
a more positive message
but I feel like I'm missing something
Now I open my individuality to the world
by writing interchangeable verses
left open to interpretation
trying to impress her with my vague themes,
quick wit, and fascination with things
most would find less than semi-interesting
and so what if my self-confidence is tattered,
or if I only have an average sized ego,
contrary to what I'll tell other people
and even if it never makes any difference,
or if I never realize my potential
My chances with women with steadily decline
until I'm rendered undateable
I'll continue to seek solace in drugs
because I've never been partial to things like girls
and the act of reproduction
I embrace inadequacy
Its all the rage;
I'm the ******* cliche
And I lack social grace
All aboard the bandwaggon,
Because all my friends and I
have the same hair
and general outlook on life
Some people have real problems and some have lives,
I don't think I fit into either of those percentages
I'm bound to live without meaning
for the rest of my days
because I've ****** up everything
I've ever felt meant anything
you can see it in my face,
behind this facade I put on
Smile :)
Jun 25, 2013
Jun 25, 2013 at 9:01 PM UTC
Somewhere between coffee and stupid talks
And infinite random city tours & walks.
The movie marathons and midday naps
Exquisite food and memories gift wrapped.
G-talk sessions and plane tickets to anywhere with you along
While in the journey, discovering our new favorite song.
Imaginary burn books and death glares,
Silent sentences spoken through stares.
Late night calls and whispers in the dark,
Threatening any guy who dares to break our heart.
Never judging each other and reading one’s mind
My love for ***** and your love for Wine.
“I am undateable” to “Open Up” monologues.
Putting up with the drama of all the loves lost.
Making pop culture references and finding it normal.
I don’t remember the last time we were ever formal.
Of making our fool in front of the ‘classy’ audience
And continuing doing that with elan and confidence.
Our love for wanderlust. Places far and bizarre.
To spend thrifting and getting broke in a hep bazaar.
Overeating and then cribbing about our weight.
To consoling ourselves that “him” is worth the wait.
Of nagging parents and relatives that crib.
Of closing our eyes and letting things slip.
Quick fights and quicker reconciliation.
Sharing deep secrets & deeper confessions.
It is between being mistaken for Lesbians
And being mistaken for Sisters.
Our ballad is a roller coaster ride that only goes up
Our ballad is all these things & more, ready to erupt.
Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 3:15 AM UTC
you asked: "we're doing
something for Valentine's Day,
right?" I blinked. "uh, sure."
sorry about that.
I've just never really not
been single before.
surprise. up until
now, 'til you, I'd pegged myself
as "undateable."
I thank you for not
seeing what I see in me--
but what do you see?
Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 1:36 AM UTC
Undateable
You can come closer, but never near enough to hear my heartbeat
Undateable
You can see me smile, but never see anyone (not even you), in it
Undateable
You can hear me laugh, but never hear anyone's (not even yours) voice in it
Undateable
You can hold my hand, but never find my fingerprints in yours
Undateable
You can give me warm embraces, but never understand why my body's so cold
Undateable
You can shower me with all your love, but never enough for me to do the same
--
I'm sorry
Some time ago
Heart leaking with sorrow I left puddles of my own blood wherever I went
When predators smell blood they hunt
They hunt and they want to conquer
They want the empty vessel to build a home inside it for themselves
They call it falling in love
I took only the good things they have given me and filled up the empty spaces, and then I drift away like the seeds of dandelions dancing in the wind
Selfish maybe but I'm not stupid
I only want to be free
I know what they want
But that is for me for now, and no one else
Because men are so beautiful
But this heart
Is so fragile
AA
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 2:23 AM UTC
*My children are always on my mind
The God
The evil
The aluminati
The government
My relationship status
Dinner
Laundry
Clean the house
Loneliness
Go to work
grocery shopping
Feed Chika and Spike
I wish my best friend loved himself
Why won't my girls stop fighting
I wish Mickayla respected me as I taught her to respect others
I wish Nathan was closer
I wish Nevaeh could be greatful
I wish I could know true love
why can I think of nothing
why do I feel empty
I love my friends
I miss my friends
I want to go to Zims
I want to have a good time
I need a vacation
Why do I have to fight with my kids for help
Why won't Brian help himself be happy
I can't I help myself be happy
I'm always up and down
I'm pretty today
I wonder if I work the bar this weekend
What is so wrong with me I'm undateable
I have so much **** to do where do I start
**** I've a dysfunctional crazy family
I wish someone would take me by the throat throw me down pin me to the bed and **** me like they can't help but want me so bad
I miss some of my old friends
I love long hot baths
I wish it where summer all the time
I wish I saw my parents more
There's never enough time
Why am I so alone
Why am I so uncontented
I want to cut but I wont
What is my porpoise
I hope I don't **** my kids up too bad
I want to die but cant
God, I know you can hear me; please help me
I wish I was good enough
I wish I was loved as much as I love
Frogs are cool
I'm Batman
I'm Edgar Allan Poe
I'm Tim Burton
I'm Melanie Martinez
I'm so **** shy
Why can't I let any one in
Why am I broken
I hope my kids make it further in life than I do
I wish I had all the answers
I wish someone could tell me what I need to do and help to do it
I wish I where on a kayak right now
I don't want to be single anymore
I'm over whelmed
I'm under-stimulated
I'm empty
I'm a slob
I have too many shoes
I'm a very fortunate and lucky person
I have more than most
Will anything ever be enough to make me content
I just want to be left alone
I want someone to cuddle
I'm such a **** contradiction
I wish my brother... Many things starting with that he wasn't such a fool and that he wouldn't have alienated the family
I wish I had some candy
I think I'm tired
I hope my girls had fun at the game
I'm going to bed now
Maybe I'll have more to tell tomorrow
I doubt it though
I never finish anything*
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 8:24 PM UTC