Poems from unpoeticallypoetic
What Poetry Has Taught Me
I first wanted to be a rapper and penned lyrics to
free Youtube beats.
I wrote my first poem around the age of...
I see these plastic people, Barbie dolls.
With their dream houses and expensive cars.
And their plastic friends, at their plastic malls....
I’m tired of these white boys
Saying I'm not “black enough”
I “act white” and “talk white”
So I don’t match their model
I’m tired of...
6/15/14 9:25 p.m.
I miss you.
You didn’t answer my call.
You’re probably at a gorgeous Florida beach somewhere.
The distance makes me...
I remember a 2 a.m. phone conversation.
Texting until our eyelids grew heavy.
I let her see my biggest fears and strongest passions.
She...