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why can't you see the life in my eyes?
why can't you see the tears flowing down?
whe can't you be nice
why
why
why?
why can't you just hold me, and cuddle
and stroke my furr?
I remember when I took a train to the city
Half way through the journey the train stopped along the Hudson.
And just for a moment I looked out on the empty expanse of water
The rippling reflection of the sky
At what point will I stop loving you?
Will it be like sun setting after a long day?
Will the sun rise again for that matter?
Or maybe it will be like a match burning out.
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I'm afraid to fall into my emotions, scared that the pain is too much, won’t STOP.
I've been weak, but remarkable strong. If I hold this emotion in much longer my heart will STOP.
Please god make it stop;
All the hurting, the lying, the running.
Please god make it stop;
All the misery, the pain, the crying.
How many more days can I go on?
Please god make it stop;
Stop. you heard me stop. Yes Iḿ talking to you, all of you.
Stop what you’re doing and listen to me. Stop thinking about how weird this is,
Stop it my hairstyle shouldn't matter to you.
Stop. you heard me stop. Yes Iḿ talking to you, all of you.
Stop what you’re doing and listen to me. Stop thinking about how weird this is,
Stop it my hairstyle shouldn't matter to you.
no means no
telling you to get off and pulling away means no
not now means no
i dont want to means no
i dont feel like it means no
i want to go home means no
leave me alone means no
The school I went to had no after school activities
Never had a dad to play with
He died the month before I was born
He was an OG
Nothing works
words escape my mind and leave me with nothing
i can’t control it anymore
noone believes me about how far gone it is
oh no
they say to stop
and do what
nothing
I'm desperate for a change
Right now my life is strange
My past seemed so simple
But now I get stressed over anything
It makes me cripple
Can I just hit rewind?
Take me back to the time
White, black, brown, yellow. It‘s the few
Colors that make our world colorful
It makes our world seems happier and
Less dull, cheerful, and calm.
All skin colors are beautiful in the light
I'm shaking and quaking
I don't know what to do.
I hear the steps coming closer,
which mean I'm closer to more abuse.
They hit,they smack,
they yell, they kick.
Theybe until I can't hardly stand.
How can we be The land of the free And the home of the brave, When we are nothing more than a knave, an enclave, Digging our own grave? You can hear their cries, The millions of sobs very loud and clear, Those of a mother, mourning the death of
NO JUST STOP; JUST STOP and listen to meI am Not going to beInvisible like you want me to beCan't you see I just want to be freeJust for once I have to battle the demons in my headAnd I have to deal with you who would rather have me deadThen be tr
please don't try to fix me
never will you truly see
what i deal with deep inside
I'm hurting aching set me free
stop saying that you understand
you'll never know my cards at hand
Don't shoot the messenger
Unless she's a woman
Don't shoot the mesenger
Unless her skin has become an invitation
They scream at her
She knows they're just words
That couldn't be possibly understood
Defenesless against you, scared of you.
Four legged lives have feelings too, they are not stuffed animals.
They are real, they breathe just like humans do.
They need food just like humans.
“Not good enough?”
“Not good enough.”
How is it I can work,
My fingers bleeding,
My lips dry,
My shoulders aching,
My legs numb,
Every place we explore
Filled with negativity
Every person
Complains about dignity
Every popular news station
Preaches only the bad
Listen to her,
as she plays that melody that I once knew.
That song that I thought was my saving grace,
twisted now to a devils song.
I want it to end,
yet how could it stop,
when for so long
forced and false
fake will fall
you must be real
to withstand at all
because smiles won't get you through hard times
but peace and prayer through this upward climb
stand in line
Stop me if you’ve heard this before,
girl
meets boy
learns to love.
You never learn to love
yourself
"You want to fit in
But you don't know how
Do you want to be thin
And make your ribs stand out?
Today's standards are
It's okay to cry
And bleed until you die
Make dure you have skinny thighs
I used to stop and smell the flowers
But now I just pass them by
I always long to stop
But I never do.
Once I got hurt
I realized nature bites.
If I could, I'd go back
Buy the ammo You'll get a discount Courtesy of the NRA You know, the people who sit on leather Wear silk And sip the finest wine Courtesy of the assholes Who lack a moral compass And shoot to kill.
I am a
Work of art
but torn apart
never sleep
but always dream
in a world of hate
I try to appreciate
Here come closer
No don't go sir
You didn't even try to listen
why don't people just stop and listen?
to the crickets chirping on a cool night.
to the slowing breath of the one they love, laying beside them.
listen to the air around them, for it's silence is loud enough.
I hear it stumble in the door
Crash!
a drink splills into the hardwood as
glass shatters
my body flinches in shock
shoulders quickly rise
pungent smell
musty with a little spice
Can we enter 2015 with no filter? With so many filters and mask, I sometimes hate to ask what's real or what's fake. What would it take?
Would a filter be typing?
Would a filter mean no erasing?
Does that mean I can't correct my grammar?
I'm going to give you the realest me there is, no bullsh*t.
Well, to begin, my appearance.
A narrow mind needs not to dream
And I want a dreamer to dream with me.
So, before we part, it's this you must know:
You were a fanciful one, as far as dreams go.
I'm a pest,
And I'm a thief.
Though, I do not mean no harm,
I disturb your peace.
But can you give me my peace?
Can you give back what you took from me?
Only half is fine.
Even though people think that they have the right to kill animals,
Even if they think that animals provide us with what we need,
Wait it out.It will be okay.Everything's going to be fine.You'll get the hang of it.It will feel like home in no time.
Shut up.
I don't want it.
We watch this time go by
And maybe we grow
All we can do is sigh
And say, "Where did the day go?"
The Clock goes tick-tock-tick
And it just makes us sick
The way it perseveres
Truth, or lies?
Beautiful eyes
Hide the pain.
Scars and marks,
In the dark
Is her world.
Dripping red,
The girl is dead,
And yet she cries.
Let us arise swiftly
Let our movements be done
Abruptly
Like the wind
So that they may never catch us
Us,
We who lay in the shadows
Hiding in the darkness
for we know no fear
Within this uncompromising maze,
the faceless men in white suits
force you to stumble along
the path from point A to B.
Tall white walls confiscate creativity
and slowly strangle the unsuspecting
I discover myself contemplating my being
as I linger in an abyss of corruption.
Hiding from the mournfulness that intimidates me as I sleep.
I was never cherished, I was no favorite of anything.
He was a worthy opponent in the battle for her soul
No way he would win for she stood alone
His words couldn't sway her,for she swayed herself
His touch couln't faze her
For only she knew how she felt
Get to walking
Not a lot of talking
Around these students, education roams
The most connected of all domes
Emory aren't we saying we are connected as a community
What the hell is wrong with you?Don’t you know I’m beaten and blue?Leave me alone.I’ve done nothing to you.
She sits staring into space,talking,and waiting
she wants to speak,but can't
it's in her head holding on to that one word
Cold nights, Semi-warm days
Sitting here for what seems like light years
Watching dozens and dozens just pass by
Like I’m invisible or just don’t exist
But why? Why do they proceed on?
People act like they know me
But they dont, and I don't care
What they say. My life is perfect
I've had trials and hurdles and
I've overcame them. So laugh
And make fun I'm sorry your life
Fresh flesh bleeds upon the ancient grounds of history
Flesh that isn't our own
Those chunks of human life belong to our brothers and sisters born to delete the wrong doings of war sickened people.
They fight.
I lay in bed and shake,
my body trembles uncontrollably,
I feel my bones break.
Her words hit me like a ton of heavy clouds, then all at once, the rain seemed to pour down.
What is Society?
Society is a group of people who set a standard and everyone that is affected by that standard is apart of that society.
I'm not the prettiest girlIt's me against the worldJudged day to dayAll I can do really is prayWhat does it really matter if I dress a little different?
There is a certain
Kind of feeling which cannot be
Explained—
Like the feeling when it rains, or
When someone you love
Dies—one which goes
Beyond words, beyond expression.
Feelings which can
Going through so much
Day in......Day out.... fatigue overwhelms my emotions
When does it stop?
Did I cause this or bring it upon myself?
You see a world that
Cannot change
A place where everything
Stays the same
Judgments fill the air
Such wonderous pieces
Spread far and wide
With various colors that often collide
We separate them
And choose the colors
While some with one, while some with others
But behinds these colors
“Oh no! It’s not the size of your body, it’s the size of your heart.”
And your waist,
And your face.
I will never forget the girl with the round glasses.
I sat next to her in all my classes.
White turns to black. Hearts began to crack. Eyes filled with salty tears, one of their biggest fears. Open casket, scared to see. A young girl staring back at me. For then I knew, the girl looking back, was me. - A.B
I've realized at age 8
that I live in a fucked up world
A world where you're not shit
if you don't do what you're told
If you don't do EXACTLY what's expected of you
Honesty is all I would change
maybe if we all could be genuine love would not be in vain
if I could change the roles of honesty
maybe a liar would feel the victims pain
He lied to me that's why I feel this way
Stop fighting with me
Stop not trusting me
Stop not appreciating me
Stop nagging at me
Stop pointing out all my flaws, especially when they aren't
Stop trying to control my life
He is popping pills
Trying to get rid of the pain
But all people seem to realize
Is that he's an idiot and completely insane
Harassed on a daily basis
He can't seem to get off the crazy train
Why would you just stand and watch?
What if it was your friend or family?
Feeling emotionally lost.
Feeling as if no one is there.
Feeling embarassed.
I have known this space for awhile now
But like some old jeans i grow tired of it
The thing that i thought protected me
Stops me from reaching my potential
The space that i enjoyed
Why such hurtful words?
Did you enjoy the first time you got a tooth pulled cause your cravings called for sweets?
Did you find pleasure while falling from your bike, scraping a chunk of skin off your leg?
Self conscious, insecure, the feeling of “I can’t do this anymore”This was the girl I used to me.This girl that I was choosing to be.I try not to be that girl anymore
How much can words hurt you?
When you don't show any emotion
Tearing running down your soul
Cries knocking at every door
Wishing to be heard........
Smiling to the world
Without having any clue
Words don't hurt she said
Get over it they said
Stop being sensative he said
.....But you don't understand I said
Words Hurt
Why do you care? she screamed
Learn to walk away they screamed
Stop the lying,
I see through you.
Stop the yelling,
I see through you.
Stop the staring,
I see through you.
Stop the pushing,
I see through you.
Stop and realize,
I could never understand
How someone could see the fear in your eyes,
Hear the tremble in your voice,
Understand the falsity of your choked out laugh
How many more deaths?
How many more threats?
How many more tears?
How many kids fear?
You look at me, he looks at her, he said she said, I hear the whisper. Gossip is fun, gossip is great, but teens can be hurtful, hurt turns into hate. Why can't it stop, why cant it end? Talk is just talk, that pits friend against friend.
Sitting on a park benchAn amazing vantage pointSeeing the world pass by Listening carefully to every noiseHear a mother and a child, a husband and wife
I refuse to pay attention
You've proven you know less than I.
Any day of the week, let me
Teach the class you simply can't.
It's crazy, this process of yours
Which leaves students feeling confused.
Me, myself, and I, a guise.
Her, him, they, and we, a guise.
Influence plagues the mind.
Primitive purity heavily veiled by a guise.
Opinions and pressures spread.
There are many ways
That one may learn
Powerpoints, lectures, or reading aloud in turn
But my way of learning
Is not the same as theirs
So stop complaining
When I almost break down in tears
Teacher, teacher, I have something to say
you have a lot of studies but none help
you're helpless when it comes to teaching
I should know maths, but you aren't helping!
Why am I here? What have I done to deserve this? Shampoo in my eyes. Give me cancer for a cause. Rush smoke in my lungs. I am an animal, I want to live free. Why cant the just let me be?
I'm what the doctor ordered. I can fix you up no matter what you got.
I am always there for you, miles away I surround you, fall on you everyday.
It's a different kind of broken heart
The kind where it feels like you fell apart
Like someone took a dart
and threw it directly through your heart
I never thought I'd feel this way
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me,
Such a lie runs through my mind
As your words slice me deep,
cutting me open for the whole World to see.
Home was sweet once but now mommy and daddy fight.
Daddy hurts me!
Quiet he’s coming; it’s time for daddy’s special time alone.Mommy hates me, she blame me for everything.
I'm sorry that I am not strong enough to hate you.
You have given me every reason
To walk away,
To be destroyed,
But I've never been one
For playing the victim.
Pinches and medicine,
Needles and a poke.
This just has to be a painful joke.
Their squirms are minimal,
Their cries are silent,
Allowing the ‘caretakers’ to be violent.
I have been ridiculed for disproportionate body parts,
And I have done the same to others' fragile hearts,
I have been teased and toyed with until tears came,
And yet, I have unto others done the same pain,
When I close my eyes,
I can see his slowly fading away.
When I touch my wrist,
I can feel his blood clinging to my skin.
When I hold my hand to my chest,
I can feel his heart beat,
Slowly Fading Away.
You see darkness in my eyes
The pain in the tears that I cry
you used to hold my hand
but that has come to and end
All that I ask is that you don't judge me in the end.
Everyday I walk down these halls terrified
I can feel the stares and read their lips
Calling me anything they can think of
Just to hurt me
My mind fools me
Making me think I'm strong enough to take it
At the point of no return. crashing falling soon to burn. my minds a crumbling abyss, amiss at my fingertips. loosing, lost. struggling at what cost? life is empty, that triggers tempting. transformation, this sick sensation. justification?
How does one see themselves as less than a human?
Do we not bleed the same blood?
Do we not walk the same earth?
Is there such a thing as acceptance?
Acceptance before death.
Little Marco is the smartest boy in his class.
Other kids think he's weird all because he doesn't like to start trouble.
He's respectful and creative.
Had a sporadic moment of brilliance today
This extra-terrestrial brown skin
Bronzed with historical significance
Scarred with repetitive adversity
It isn’t coming off
Am I a can?
They categorize me,
say it's what I am.
But I am not made of tin,
don't hold soup inside me.
Capture the past
I'll let it live
Very loud, asking for forgiveness
Ignite a passion for history
Let you beat me like I beat you
There was once a girl
She was sweet as can be
There was once a girl
And there was more to her than what you could see
She dreamt of flying
Being stuck on the ground bothered her
And people were always lying
Bullies are people, who are sad,
They have hearts and are really not that bad.
Bullies are people, who need friends,
Once they receive them usually the bullying ends.
Remember me?
That girl in the back of the class.
The outcast.
The one everyone laughed and mocked,
For years on end.
To feel strong, probably.
Well, forget all of you.
One cannot stand alone; shaken violently amid the brutal winds…
But a few can hold each other up, standing tall in sturdy unison, despite the trying forces.
A fire comes and goes ever so quickly
Like friends you thought existed
They stare at me for a moment and invite me in
Draw me closer
But soon they sizzle out of view,
Becoming dark, smoldering ashes
The constant taunting
Picking, mental, and physical abuse
It scars
Reaping at the core and dignity of a person
It stings
Cutting through one’s emotions
It stays with that person
