The reason I may look like a party pooper or down
Is because when I used to walk up to people and tell them my name they would give me a frown
They wouldn't say anything so I would walk away
Then I would see them sneaking peaks at me and laughing, but someday...
I would go sit away from them on the concrete wall
Or I would get a basketball
And shoot hoops all by myself
I put my high hopes on a shelf
Sometimes when I would make a hoop someone would run up to me
And kick the ball away, then laugh at my plea
For peace
I was the one who tried hard with elbow grease
But now I just go sit there anyway
To save myself from all the pain
That's why I don't go up to people and tell them my name
I just always ended up ashamed
Ashamed to be me
Whatever I did they laughed at
Someday hopefully they will realize that
They were all the bitches
That should die in ditches
Sorry I just wish I could make them pay
And that still happens to me today
Even in high school
People think making fun of me is “cool”
Why are they so cruel?
I hate going there
Because most people don't care
And they say that there are only raggies in this town
I bet you don’t know that word, go look it up, the word raggie might be a noun
But I actually try and work hard
Even though I get scarred
Every time someone says that
It makes us all sound worse than rats
Whoever says that isn't even trying
They just like to see people crying
I'm shy
Because I don’t want cry
I'm done trying
I'm a little punk
A little rebel
I used to be the opposite
But similar all the same
Then I fell in love with something I can't have and my heart sunk
My heart is a devil
The burn causing flame in my brain got lit
The beast of my heart I couldn't tame I used to feel guilt like hell
It had complete control over me
Therefore I had nothing hidden
Dealing with the devil, my guilt was a good idea to sell
I broke free
I became guilty ridden The free rain ran over me and cleaned my obedience away
I broke them damn chains!
I began to hide during the day
Some of my fears I told to go fuck themselves, went down the drain So now I'm everything that screams courage and fearless
Every word that I write helps me to be tearless But I am still similar all the same
I’m diseased of adults
Assuming the worst from me
When it is just me
Then they give me a hard time
For nothing
I’m diseased of being a millennial
And adults assuming
That I’m lazy
And addicted to my phone
When it’s just me who just so happens to be different
I’m tired of feeling
Like I’m worthless
And no one will ever
Truly
Fall in love with just me and I them
I’m diseased
Of teachers
Thinking they are better
Because of a degree
At the moment I’m just 1,000 degrees of rage
I don’t want to go to school
I don’t want this factory process
Of being separated
Embarrassed
And torn apart
I’m diseased of being a product
And not a person
The only thing I’ve learned from school
Is that if you don’t want to be bent around
Then keep your mouth shut
I’m diseased with adults
Smoldering my fire
My passion
My,
Will to live and carry on…
I must fight
Anxiety wants me to flight
I have to go against my natural instincts
I cannot blink I wish I had an understudy for my life
You can't know about my thoughts of stripping bark
My brain as sharp as a pocket knife
You are not where I want you, get back in the dark Writing to win
Losing instead
Not wanting to gamble, so far not taking the free spin
I need to stop with the lead No more of this weak space
All my poetry I should erase
My nightmare of my Achilles's heel getting wounded came true
Is this new? I should have seen it coming
I am back to owning nothing
My body is numbing
No pillow for fluffing Broken trust
You use the excuse of caring
I won't hesitate anymore when I burn bridges to dust
I understand what I'm going to have to be bearing All of the decisions after another decision
I will make with the most precision
My fear,
Is that I won't manage to get off this revolving sphere
Your voice rises as you get emotional and yet you forget to feed your robot a coin to pay
Skips are calmer and thought out in a, we’ll get through this sort of way
Your tiring voice like a shitty song playing on and on
Talking about the same quarrels over and over
Like you’re trying to wear them out
I'm waiting for time to kill
I can’t wait for my future
Except for the bills
Making me broke
I'm going to choke
On air
Dare
Repeat
Take a seat
With rare rests
In this home of a nest
Going fast, fast, fast, which I think is boring
You need dynamics in your pointless argument
You need to put down some sort of hard flooring
Trying to make a point with your pointless, unneeded voice
You're trying too hard like a coal miner with a death wish darker than soot
Get new material! Stop using old artifacts of the ancient Egyptian empire covered in dust
You make things more dramatic than an entire theater with all the living parts of a stage fight
I'm sitting back mouthing words and hoping you are illiterate in the lip reading of me about to bite
This is the story of my life
I get too much love
Too much
And I’m just not built to hold it
Perhaps I was built for the low life
But sometimes I get too many punches
Too many
And I’m just not built to hold your knuckle sandwich
I’m starting to think I wasn’t made for loving you
I’m too full of hate and anger
Too full
And I’m just about to take it out on you
Because you have too much love
You’re too clingy
Too clingy
I’m not built for you to suck away my life like the leech you are
The more you latch and attach yourself to me the more you repel me
Too much death
Too much
And it has and is currently surrounding me
Along with the presence of a rock and a hard place
Too much love and too much party punch
Too much,
To ever digest
When will it end?
Or will it never?
It’s been too much
But I’m done caring about the past which has only been one extreme to another like,
One foot in a bucket of ice and another in fire
Too far on opposite sides
Too far
They do not balance out in a nice way
One extreme and the other one
Hopes and dreams too far
Too much,
Too far
Hot tears could set this place on fire
All these flame flame flames
Who aim aim aims
These flame flame flames
At me?
But even if this place burned down
It would lack lack lack,
You, come back come back come back
I lack lack lack
The part, of my heart that you took
I've become so hot that I'm blue
Into my life you came came came
Do you think this is a game game game
The way that you came came came
And left me
You left me with hope that has evaporated
You had hope hope hope
To keep this boat afloat float float
I want that beautiful hope hope hope
Sos
I know that I'm just wasting paper thinking that we shall meet again
Life just seems lame lame lame,
Without you, do you feel the same same same,
About this being lame lame lame
Amy?
I had my life seemingly together
But then the air turned into leather
With every breath my chest grew heavier and tighter
My head started to feel lighter
Get back up
Don’t give up
Propel
Out of Hell
Sometimes I fall down
And I forget that it doesn’t mean that I will lose my crown
I will rise
And get the prize
I have to get back out there
To breathe the mountain air
I don’t want to be a rock
And I no longer want to be an island
I don’t want to be superman anymore
I also don’t want to be saved
Because it never works out,
When someone else is wearing the cape
I'm the one who rides this roller coaster
That is truly,
Made for only one
I must learn to accept
What I never have
Because I can’t live my life in a false reality
People say that I'm smart
Yet I fail more than the average person
People say that I'm strong
Yet I hurt more than the average person
And for honesty, I write because I'm so sensitive
And I'm tired of climbing mountains With new people
Sos
Is no longer
A silent thing I scream
I want to sink
Into this cold water
And drown in my life
I keep finding myself
Stuck on the same ship,
The ship of Theseus
Why aren't the metal people melting in this heat
Why am I still out here? It's because I can smell sand and salt
And the heat reminds me of summer
Although
I am questioning what in the world am I doing The birds chirping
The traffic
The anxiety It feels like a good day
For the beach and nothing else To get your feet burned in the sand
And the sharp feel of shark water But I'm here on an uncomfortable park bench
Made to look like a place to sit
Made to be uncomfortable So much for the brick and concrete, cars and calc I could have drove home and be arriving there now
But why would I want to be there Have I become one of the metal people
Just here watching the other people I guess not quite yet
Because I can feel the human slowly dripping from the pits
I want anxiety to be anxious of me
I will hold my ground without being an earthquake myself
I will stand still and strong; there will be no such thing as a shaking knee
When the time comes I will weigh so much you will not move me with anything
Beating the ill out of illnesses; it will be the one in need of an amputee
I want depression to be happy for me
Everything should watch out for me because here I come
I might look cute but that’s just my disguise
“I’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream” I hum
There’s strong and then there’s Taylor strong
I am the cherry bomb
No longer will I fall into your guilt trap
Not everyone is there for you and sometimes you are alone
But I don’t need anyone when I have myself; if you think otherwise you’re thinking crap!
I’m writing this cheese for my future self to not cut
You like tigers so don’t be a donkey without a tail
Don’t forget that you’re hungry for success
Don’t forget that it is good to fail
I think you learn more and go farther in life,
When you are done fixing the hole in dear Henry’s pail
I am a train chugging on broken tracks and I love it
With my emo black boots it feels like I can go anywhere in the world
It keeps me interested in where I am going to go and where I’ll find that I fit
I can’t stay curled
I cannot stay still and sit
Hello over there! I love writing poetry. I have a dream of becoming a writer! I hope that my poetry makes you feel like you're not in this world all alone.
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