Subject: My Compilation of Poems. (rikku) Thu Nov 25, 2010 10:20 pm
I used to believe so much in forever, That it really does exist even as days would grow sober, I used to believe in real love, That it is sacred and pure just like a little dove.
Then you came in the picture, Spelled forever as our future, Though I was hesitant to believe, You made me feel that together, our love will live.
I was starting to build dreams in my heart, Where you and I could start, But then you suddenly grew cold on me, Truly different from what you used to be.
Don’t you remember you promised me forever? Don’t you remember you said you’ll leave me never? Where have all the promises gone? Can you tell me please, what have I done?
I ran after you, mile after mile, Tried to paint on my face, some little fake smiles, To cover up the damage and pain, Not to show that I’ve almost lost in this game.
But then, you continued to ignore The love I offered you through your door, I grew tired for I was helpless, Crashed and burned in this huge mess.
So look at me now, you’ll see I’ve changed No longer trapped inside your cage, I’ve long moved on and see I’m strong I told you I can forget you and it won’t take that long.
Here I am, look into my eyes, No longer a fool under your spell of lies Much more like a smart fighter Now ready to beat a lousy lover.
Don’t get me wrong, I still believe in forever, It’ll come for me and I just have to wait longer, This is one transition I’ll never forget, For it is through this pain-joy experience that I’ve realized I shouldn’t be that easy-to-get.
Here is a teen who’s caught in between She doesn’t really know who she is, And so she tangles on the floor, Looking for the friends she could be with.
She is faced with some freaks Whose faces are often called “geeks” They face the books all the time, All the other things, they give no damn.
She looks at another corner And sees some popular cliques who can win everyone over, They’ve got the looks and are flaunting them, She’s also just like that, but is hesitant to blend in.
She is afraid to be talked about, That is why she remains in doubt, Of the people who surrounds her sight, She doesn’t want to get into a fight.
It’s hard to find a group where you could fit in, Where you can be called cool for who you are, Not for who you pretend to be, Not for who they want you to be.
Who is going to accept me, she asks herself She doesn’t want to hide under a shelf She wants to shine with the right people Who won’t judge her and later on cripple.
What she is going through Is something you too would be into A crisis where you don’t know where to go A crisis where you can’t even tell who you are and so.
She writes this little poem Wanting to be heard as she continues to roam And now you know, she is just a teen Struggling to be saved in this scramble of beans.
Yes, she is just a teen, no adult so it seems A teen finding a way out of this scheme. Lead her way for she doesn’t know where to be, But know that the teenager here is me.
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