The word “I” is pretty lonesome
The word lonesome is not as lonely as I
I am lonely with myself
I lost myself again, I see…
I might have just have been lost at sea
Where will I find me?
Do you ever think about me?
Did you erase me from your memory because it was too painful?
I still miss what you threw away
I took the trash out Tuesday night
And I missed you Wednesday morning
I found a song that reeks of you
I almost went to the dump to look
All I found was a clean brook
I don’t think I knew you, before you turned into a sad crook
In that brook, I tried to baptized myself in the cleanliness and got a little lost
And sometimes I have a hard time putting on my holey socks
And sometimes I forget about the locks
I is lonesome
I need guidance; I can’t learn from trash
I'm better off lonesome
Was it the bread
That got to your head?
Or was it the butter
That made you stutter?
Maybe you think it was the salt
That made it your fault
I know that the berries
Didn't make you marry
But what was your deal
With the oatmeal?
Was the grapefruit too tart?
Maybe it’s why you had to fart
You gave a nickel
For a fried pickle
Maybe the pie
Was the reason that it felt like you were going to die
I mean the honey
Did seem to taste a little funny
Did the steak
Give you a stomach ache?
Was it the chicken soup
That made you have to go poop?
Or was it the icing on the cake
That made your stomach break?
5:55 at still not, alone
The sun is coming up
And I’ll see it down again
As the day gets brighter
The darker my day gets
If I'm walking uphill
That does not mean I am not going downhill
And if I'm in the eye of the hurricane,
That does not mean from the storm I am free
The higher I get, the lower I sink
The more I wait for the perfect moment
The faster it will pass because I am a small, white, rodent
A rodent so quiet it forgot to squeak
A shrugging girl so quiet she forgot to speak
Tempting, as it may be, I'm too tired to argue with your opinion
Scenery flashing by as I try to run on my legs of rubber molasses
Frustration drips down my face and my body
When I run from my problems I am running right into their tangled arms
Living away from them, they get bigger
Living with them, I go crazy claustrophobic
I want stars; I want the moon’s blood
I do not want to be lonely but I want to be alone
I can hear your heart, hear your heart
And I can tell that it b-beat for me, b-beats for me
I can feel you heart
Trying to leap into my chest
I hate to say it but,
I'm head over heels in love with you
You clear away the blues
I'm sorry I make you lose
I’ll try to keep my cool
You're not a complete fool
I hate to say it but,
I'm head over heels in love with you
You're being clingy again, clingy again
And you tell me that you're sorry, you're sorry
But I don’t want to hang on unnaturally tight
So I don’t know how long that,
I’ll hate to say it but…
Some puzzle pieces don’t fit together, don’t fit together
Some hands, when put together become sore, become sore
I remember the way I felt, during intermission
And I don’t know if this is true love anymore, anymore
I remember when I could run my fingers through my hair
And end up with a concerning amount of hair in my hand
Luckily I have thick hair so it wasn’t noticeable
I didn’t have much control
Over my body and what it was doing
And I felt frustrated over my hair
It turns out that when your body is worried about survival
It will neglect your hair and fingernails
I find it ironic that those two things will appear to grow after you’re dead
Anyways, I remember getting chubby cheeks
From steroids
And I felt ugly for not knowing who I was at 13
Then I grew my hair out really long
Since it seemed like the longer your hair was,
The cooler you were when it came to the strange rules of the popularity of high school girls
I grew my hair and started to feel as if I could hide behind it
As if I could hide my depression behind it and act like it didn’t exist
But I also remember how heavy with water it would get when I showered
So I had the idea of cutting it
Short
And decided to write my own rules for the popularity of misfits
And now my hair is getting longer
In a way I like it and in another I hate it
But what does a girl’s hair mean anyway?
Hey now,
What happened to being proud of being an underdog?
What happened to wearing the pain like a badge of honor?
The only badge I’ll get to wear
Because I am not smart
I've just gotten really good at faking
And faking gets you nowhere
That’s why I'm now here,
In this damned place for public humiliation and I'm supposed to be grateful
Hey now,
Let’s bare our teeth
We make it by the skin of them
There's nothing quite like an artist’s pain,
The heart trying to leave the body through the throat
You know it’s bad when your own heart wants out
It rips itself from the chest
As if it were merely attacked with Velcro
Weak
Hey now,
We don’t play horribly safe
But risks and gambling are the only way we can live with ourselves
And we never fucking learn
Making the same mistakes
As if we were geniuses in our tattered shoes
We continue on living like we knew something else ought to happen
Fools is what we are
And we’re too damned stubborn to change our ways
Hey now,
Sometimes you get to taste the sea on your salty lips,
And they can’t
This whole place is friggin rigged
Just deport me already
I know too much,
Of depression
Because I became so lonely
Without something, anything
Hey now,
Where are the others?
Now is our time to join
To stop the artists’ creative pain
And stupidity
Of thinking that writing, painting, drawing, singing, playing,
Is going to stop it
Like staying up late working overtime for free,
Is going to get you anywhere
Hey now,
There’s supposedly baseball stadiums full of you
Who stay home to avoid getting bullied
If adults think that your education is so important
Then why do they make you feel so bad?
Hypocrites!
Guys stay home,
The lessons they teach in school
Have only taught me to hate myself
Hey now,
Let’s not become our own bullies
Let’s just do something
Like raise hell
Gotta fuck up this world some more
Because apparently leaving without making a mark, isn’t good
But as underdogs
We are stuck wearing choke chains
And muzzles
Hey now,
Class E is a proud class
Full of assassins
Let’s be like them
Get disappointed
Then build yourself up
Don’t let brick walls stop you
Don’t let gravity get you down
And don’t let tornadoes twist and turn you into a hot mess
Hey now,
They don’t know our pain,
Of working hard for nothing But as underdogs we are the people that keep coming, we’re the people that live
They don’t know about the ghost
The ghost of good ‘ol Tom Joad
I don't like to be
Distracted by the hand held
Devices of now
I just like the quiet
I'd rather just be silent
And just listen to...
Boardwalk bridges that
Sound like a xylophone that
Lead to spiderweb,
Facial masks, that lead to
Nature's cotton candy, that
Are cattail trails, yet
With all these great things
It seems like people don't like,
To listen and watch
Filthy skin
I'm itching
To be an orphan
I'm waiting for lives to be gone
By then I'll be old
I'll be too late
I'm a failure either way
I need it badly
It's stuck on me
It has ruined me many times before
So I must go off to battle
See you long
Hidden secrecy
Private
Not stolen
My head is free unlike any words trapped on paper Memories run wild,
Fading
Should I let them slip,
Away?
I'm stuck in a lazy jail cell
I can't dig my way out in rhythm
If I could I'd still be stuck,
In an unfortunate life
I keep telling myself it's not going to happen
I already had my hopes set on fire
They're ashes of reality now
Oh reality...
Hey, that's not good enough
Is anything ever good enough
For you?
Well I'm determined to stay tough
Anything I have with you is brutal
Why must you be brutal?
I'm never good enough
You throw people away if they happen to be the opposite of useful
Everyone has a heart
Do you have a heart?
Yours only beats
Oh where to start...
You said you would still love
Why do you pretend to love?
Pretending isn't what a heart does
I am the bothered, dead, dove
You have broken my innocent wings
Why do you inflict pain on my wings?
Then you cut me off with something hurtful
Let me show you what my misspent time with you brings
Then you bring me down
Why do you like to bring me down
Big bully?
You like to stand behind me when I'm in a hospital gown
Your creep is showing
Why do you let it show?
It's wrong
You'll never know
Hey, you have to be more helpful than that
Than that?
Than what?
Well maybe you've gotten too lazy and fat!
"You can contribute here you know"
Do you think that I don't know?
I am only giving you what you deserve
You always have been my foe
Thank goodness I was here because you wouldn't have answered
How do you know that I wouldn't have answered?
You don't know the future, stop assuming
I will never stop dancing because I am a dancer
Hey you, I never see you anymore
How come you don't see me anymore?
Huh. I couldn't imagine why
I'm glad I have finally closed that door
I'm glad I have finally managed to get your foot out of the door
I need to get some locks for the door
A chair just isn't good enough for me
Because you are a persistent, controlling Leo
You make me feel bad about stuff
Not just any ol' stuff
You make me feel handcuffed to a wall
That you come back to just to demean me
Would you be brave enough to do that?
Holding in your words, never would you think about that
I would do whatever I needed to do if I had to
Because I understand the meaning of the words, ya gotta do what ya gotta do
I miss you
But I have to study for midterms
I can't wait for this summer
You love my “burns”
Now I believe that you are true
I want to be with you
I'm in my messy room
It's my lazy Saturday
I need the warm for the fresh fruits to bloom
It feels like a dream that I'm with you
I want to be physically with you
We might not be seeing each other much
You want to party
Your hand, for you, I will touch
I want to hug you
More than cute wound never describe you
Now I am comfortable with you on my mind
We are very similar
I'm letting myself slowly go blind
I'm falling for you
I'm surprised I went back for you
I can smell you on my sweatshirt
You drive me crazy
In our pasts we've both have been hurt
Why am I still writing about you?
My head still decides to never stop thinking about you
Love lyrics to a finite song
Someday all of this might haunt me
I hope this lasts long
Me and you
Too good to be true
In the back of my head I knew
Do you really have a freshman crush?
You're still keeping hush
You're a chicken
You're heart is too alive and kick’n
You fall in love to easy
In my world it’s cold and breezy
You loved me
Please
Just tell me how come you don’t want me anymore?
I thought you wouldn't walk out the door
I see how you're just going to leave me like this
Without my first kiss
I was so ready
I won’t believe you if you ever ask me to go steady
Don’t you even dream about coming back!
Intelligence is what you lack
You're kissing a golden one goodbye!
I can’t wait for you to move in four months, I'm not going to lie
Broke my heart without even touching it
You need to teach yours how to heel and sit
I remember when I was still…
I was chewing the idea of you and I over and over like a sweet jolly rancher in my mouth
You're such a hot head you have to move south
Why don’t you just tell me?
Don’t break me slowly while you get to flee
That rumor I heard
It hurt, I now see you as a wimpy little turd
Do you want to change that?
Or are you just going to keep on hiding under your uninterested mat?
The weather is angry
I'm all strangely
Come near me at your own risk
Permanently scratched your video game disk
Oh I can be bitch!
I'm that annoying out of your league back itch
So you don’t want to love this blue eyed mess?
Boy, I'll make you confess
Straight to my face
I'll beat you at the end of the race
You'll want be back after
When that happens I'll be the one making all of the laughter
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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