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white walls
I stare at my ceiling,
Blank, white, boring.
The rain is pouring,
Loud, hard, sad.
The paint is peeling,
Cracks upon cracks,
The rain is still pouring,
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luck
never tempt fate,
it'll get you nowhere.
i've spent hours,
trying to get rid of my destiny.
i'm tired of pretending
that it's not right there,
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Masquerade
I'm doing fine, until I see the look in your eyes.
They're cold, and dark, and filled with despise.
But I can see the façade you're playing.
I can see it in your fingers,
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beyond repair
i wake up from long nights,
i see your face and i smile.
it hurts my stomach,
it hurts every part of me.
why do you have to see me like this?
i'm ugly, i'm a monster,
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on and off and on again
The first time
I thought you were the one.
I was just a silly kid
back then.
I longed for no more fights,
and no more misunderstandings.
But to be more than friends,
Loves
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you're on your own, kid
i always have been, ever since the label of
"gifted" was mantled above my head in neon letters,
proudly displaying me to a world where
mediocrity was rejected &
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"Why didn't you ask for help?"
“Why didn’t you ask for help?”
When I didn’t write for weeks
I was asking for help
When I stopped smiling
When I stopped laughing
When happiness became fake
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Being a Poet
Being a poet
I think to be a poet means
To be one to bleed out
On lined paper
And express the hurt
you must feel.
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Teenage Delirium (The Dictionary)
B –
Bones (noun pl.)
/bōn/
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Haiku
I see stars
shining in the night sky
and a soul.