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People together saying they love

but I stand there just looking

Do they know what love is?

Can you look and just know?

Do you believe in love at first sight?

I don’t

I believe no one knows love until they feel it

love is always a question to me

people believe in romance

but i just don’t understand

people would cry for people they say they love

Do they really know what love is?

I believe that you really know love when you feel it

I believe that love grows

like a flourishing flower in the sun

love never stops growing

you can see love but still not understand

love until you feel

you can’t feel something you don’t understand

and you won’t understand until you feel

Asthma Attack

That night what a sight

The scary light

Illuminating the fight

His chest was tight

Quite a fight and with a word in such height

What a night and what a fight

The sight of someone losing their light

Right then the lights got bright

He awoke and what a sight of someone losing their light

What a sight and what a night

Mean People

Mean people’s looks

Acidic feeling runs through you

Their stares turn you into stone

The little and big medusas

They glare until they burn you

You turn into coal

So hard no one can touch you

Hurt so hurt

Biggest shield protect you

From loved ones and hated

Forgets the sun everything dark

In a straight jacket

Trapped in your head

Escape does not even cross your mind

You hate the sun because

The night always overpowers it

Don’t understand life anymore

Hate comes and you believe

Everything people say

When you finally let go

There is no one there to catch you

Just a trampoline to bump you

Back to reality to live your

life

A whole new way

My Dreams Showed Me The Light

My dreams show me the light and the dark

I don’t wish for the dark

The light is beautiful

It grabs me and I see everything

I see what I am

I see the future

I just have to let go

Time to start living

Everything is in front of me

I could be anything

singer, actor, doctor, writer

Just got to let the light in

Wishing escape from the dark

Showed me everything

I don’t need the past

Future is what matters

Time to start living my life

It’s my body and life

It’s time to forgive the past

To step forward to find what's ahead of me

When I wake I realize that I have all I need in front of me

My Life Is A Maze

i’m in a maze

lost and trying to be found

where am i going

i can’t find happiness

why do these walls surround me

all these doors haunt me

these doors are all locked

where are the keys i want to get out

i got to leave and forget

i got to stop living in the past

but how when my past follows me

memories never leave

i lost myself in the fog of the past

my dreams come after me

i can’t seem to get out

im locked up in my shell

i feel like i’m in a straight jacket

but there is no key to unlock me

can I find my way out can i find my key

because i have to stop living in the past

but how

how is the question

Pain

People

Attitudes

Internal hurt

Never leaves us alone

School

Some

Cool

Hateful people

Oh my god

Oh my god

Lateness with no reasons

Waking Up

Do you hate waking up in the morning

The stressful thoughts in your head ruin your day

The room gets warm and the sun is dawning

So you want to just stay in your bed and just lay

My mom yells to get me out of the bed

I force the pillow down on my two ears

My mom says i’m a lazy sleepy head

She does not know about my childish fears

I hate the crispy cold air on my face

As I trudge to school in the rainy street

It’s not like school is a welcoming place

Worrying about the rumors i’ll meet

The day looms long and gloomy in my mind

I wish the days in school would treat me kind

Survive The Night

Will my poems ever light a smile

Make people happy

Will my poems ever change

I want to be happy

I wish that my poems can light up the night

Will the poems stop showing the pain and sadness

Can I ever forget move on and discover

Can I one day say I was a survivor

Of all the pain and aggravation

I was a survivor

The 4 words I would love to say

With my family surrounding me

I will be a survivor

Of the pain

I will bring happiness to people’s faces

I will light up the night with bright smiles

With my family I can conquer all  

With my family I could come out a

Survivor of the night

The Poet Behind The Poems

People stare and look

They snake their heads

They think they know me

People became a little nicer

They wanted to know a poet

I’m published

So what

I’m just 13 big deal

You say you want to be my friend

Yeah right

You don’t want to know the author behind the poems

You just want to see the writing and want more from me

Everyone used to ignore

Not think much of me used to be mean

But now that i’m published you seem to forget

I like writing thats it

I don’t want attention

I just want to fit in

I’m a writer and a thinker

I’m not tinker bell in a skinny dress

So i’m curvy and don’t have a sparkly clothes

Think of me like cinderella turns beautiful on that one special night

I’m not a hater i’m a lover

I’m not mean i’m nice

Don’t expect me to become a bully overnight

I am me and thats is all

So don’t treat me

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