POEMS <3
Heyy, my pretties.
I'm going to post a couple of my poems that I wrote myself. I don't know if they're any good. So just comment me and tell me what you think. And no, they're not about me. And please don't steal them for whatever reason, and if you do, well, that's between you and God. And I will hate you forever.
Once there was a girl who thought she was alone.
She had no friends to turn to,
And she felt she had no home.
She had no one to talk to,
Because no one cared to listen.
And every night as she lied awake,
The tears in her eyes would glisten,
As he dreamed about prince charming,
To her castle he would ride,
She dreamed about these fantasies with her eyes open wide.
She dreamed she was a princess stuck in a tower,
With a wicked witch trapping her there.
So her prince could never reach her,
And she would cry and despair,
Because no matter how much she dreamed,
Her dreams would never come true.
Because dreams are only dreams,
And this was nothing new.
Boys called her a freak,
And never bothered to say "hi,"
And she saw them stare and laugh at her when she would pass them by.
Until one day when she met a boy named Matt,
And he told her she was a star.
And every Friday night he would past her house in his car.
He would drive real slow hoping she would come out.
But everytime she didn't, he would leave without a pout.
Once he told her she was pretty and that he was there for her.
And she fell in love with him then,
Without even knowing what love was.
One Friday, she didn't see him drive by.
And Monday morning at school,
She ran to the bathroom to cry.
Because Matt had a new girlfriend,
Who was prettier than she.
Someone that girl was never going to be.
And suddenly she had nothing to live for,
Nothing to hold her back.
So she puched her reflection in the bathroom mirror,
And it shattered with just one crack.
And what was staring back at her,
She found nothing close to pretty, nothing close at all.
So she walked with tears in her eyes,
Into the closest bathroom stall.
And the ending isn't quite as bad as you think,
Because she actually got her wish,
She was a sleeping beauty in a beautiful silk dress of pink.
________
Broken and shattered,
My heart has been.
Abused and worn,
Pierced with a pin.
Hurt and hunger,
I have concealed.
But to you, my love,
This has not been revealed.
I miss you when you’re away,
I miss you when you’re near.
Why can’t I speak it aloud,
For everyone to hear?
I am just too ashamed,
For what you might say.
Those six awful words,
“I don’t feel the same way.”
So I sit here now,
As if waiting for you to come,
To say those dreaded words,
When I thought you were ‘the one’.
I'm going to post a couple of my poems that I wrote myself. I don't know if they're any good. So just comment me and tell me what you think. And no, they're not about me. And please don't steal them for whatever reason, and if you do, well, that's between you and God. And I will hate you forever.
Once there was a girl who thought she was alone.
She had no friends to turn to,
And she felt she had no home.
She had no one to talk to,
Because no one cared to listen.
And every night as she lied awake,
The tears in her eyes would glisten,
As he dreamed about prince charming,
To her castle he would ride,
She dreamed about these fantasies with her eyes open wide.
She dreamed she was a princess stuck in a tower,
With a wicked witch trapping her there.
So her prince could never reach her,
And she would cry and despair,
Because no matter how much she dreamed,
Her dreams would never come true.
Because dreams are only dreams,
And this was nothing new.
Boys called her a freak,
And never bothered to say "hi,"
And she saw them stare and laugh at her when she would pass them by.
Until one day when she met a boy named Matt,
And he told her she was a star.
And every Friday night he would past her house in his car.
He would drive real slow hoping she would come out.
But everytime she didn't, he would leave without a pout.
Once he told her she was pretty and that he was there for her.
And she fell in love with him then,
Without even knowing what love was.
One Friday, she didn't see him drive by.
And Monday morning at school,
She ran to the bathroom to cry.
Because Matt had a new girlfriend,
Who was prettier than she.
Someone that girl was never going to be.
And suddenly she had nothing to live for,
Nothing to hold her back.
So she puched her reflection in the bathroom mirror,
And it shattered with just one crack.
And what was staring back at her,
She found nothing close to pretty, nothing close at all.
So she walked with tears in her eyes,
Into the closest bathroom stall.
And the ending isn't quite as bad as you think,
Because she actually got her wish,
She was a sleeping beauty in a beautiful silk dress of pink.
________
Broken and shattered,
My heart has been.
Abused and worn,
Pierced with a pin.
Hurt and hunger,
I have concealed.
But to you, my love,
This has not been revealed.
I miss you when you’re away,
I miss you when you’re near.
Why can’t I speak it aloud,
For everyone to hear?
I am just too ashamed,
For what you might say.
Those six awful words,
“I don’t feel the same way.”
So I sit here now,
As if waiting for you to come,
To say those dreaded words,
When I thought you were ‘the one’.