A/N: so hey guys i feel like shit for not postinf stuff so i am gunna post some poems and shit i have written. I hope u all enjoy plz becareful this may be triggering for some people cuz my poems can be dark. Either way ENJOY!
Poem blurb thing 1: This generation
I want to ask a simple question. What has become of this generation? Where it is cooler to sleep with as many people as possible,instead of not breaking the same amount of hearts. Where it's cool to get high and party every night rather then study and chase after your dream job. Think 10 years ago kids would've been hit for doing these things, but now they are allowed to get away with it and parents turn a blind eye most of the time or don't seem to give a crap at all. Teen pregnancy is at peaks we have never seen. But where in the hell is the self esteem and respect these young women should have in themselves? Where girls dress in less and less clothing to make a statement. Then at the same time talk behind the backs of other girls calling them skanks and whores when they are wearing the exact same clothing. Feminism is at an all time high, while equality is virtually at the same place it has been for the last 5 years. We have equality for all sexual orientations but for some reason we are getting killed and made fun of and killing ourselves at the same rates or I have a question. We were supposed to be called the generation of equality. So why are we know so far as the generation to create pokemon go? So lets fix this before its to late. The change has to start with me and you.
poem 2: Lips swen shut but i still scream
I walk these halls feeling like my lips are sewn shut. That i have to hide the feelings and tears. But at home i let the tears flow. The truth is hidden and a Quilt of lies is what i sew. A fake smile and forced laugh. I had behind a mask. It hides the fear the sadness the anger. Eventually all the feeling that bubble need to be let out. While some cut others drink, but i write out all the fear and doubt. The past is something u can not change nor run away from. So u have to add all the mistakes and emotions to find the sum. The sum of what you are and how you can deal with it to make it hurt less. Also to accept the past so you don't make ur own life into a mess. So let out the pain and fear and let the truth out. Clip the stitches that hold your lips shut and walk the halls with pride. You are not just your mistakes. You are all you have cared about disliked and thought. You are perfect and never let other people make u have a negative thought. Make the most of everyday and smile a genuine smile because they are the most beautiful and they show the real you
poem 3: Do you see the real truth?
You see no scars because i made sure none were made. You see me smile because i hide my frown. You hear my laugh because i want no one to hear my cries. You don't see the real me because that is who i fear. So i will tell you now if u see me frown hear me cry or i tell the truth behind why there are no scars you are special. I do nit let just anyone see what is behind the mask and curtains. So please when i give you my heart do not drop nor crush it because that could be the thing that drives me over the edge. The straw to break not the camels but my back. I almost let these feeling stop me from being me but i gained the upper ground in this fight all on my own. So if I ask you to join me in this battle please do not turn your back because it will be your blade that kills me not the enemies. You see no scars because i made sure not to make any. You see my smile because i hide my frown. You hear my laugh because i want no one to hear my cries. This is the truth if me. Now will u be the one i trust to see. Or will you turn away when you see the real me.
poem 4: (final one i will post unless u want more) What the bullies don't know.
I lye awake every night or cry myself to sleep. At school I dare not make a peep. As I walk the halls I keep a watchful eye . To make sure there are no bullies that pyre For if one catches me then that is it I'm done. Although I'm sure as the bully calls me names he's having lots of fun. My family gangs up on me or makes insults. Be strong say the adults. The rhyme sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me is so untrue, I have no where left to run for my life will always be blue. So as I lay awake in bed only wishing I was dead i think what would my life be like if I was popular then hope fully no one would stare so goodnight and just remeber when it comes to bullies u can never really fight. But as i try some of the problems die but this will forever be a never ending battle but i dream i will some day be the one who rides in the sattle. I have hope on some days but none on others i feel I'm bound , im like a puppet and there my master i dance and sing for others laughter so now as i get ready to hang my self i hear my mother cry dont do it dont u dare try and i step down and step away from what im doing and look up for guidance and cry. Now i have friends i've broken my chains im the lion with the biggest mane. We laugh and play and sometime talk the night away. When i said there was no fight i was wrong find friends and there be ther for you your whole life time long.