Find your center

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Find your center
2 (40%) 2 vote[s]

Wake up in the morning, not another day
I hate growing anyway and I’m 19 today,
god give me a break, lets get a party parade,
just for nothing lets celebrate.
Hateful times, shattered minds,
feelings from the heart hit u like thorns and being poked on by porkey pines.
Why can’t love be real, a man and his dream of shouldering wings always stand still,
thoughts that count never seem for real.
I flow with the wind, my body and soul bends,
the thought of loosing, you shouldn’t give in,
find ur center and flow within

Am I ?

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Am I ?
3 (60%) 2 vote[s]

Am I who they say who I am?

Do I look like what they say I look like?

Is it me that I need to change?

Some faces may be neutral, but behind this face is a sense of fear.

The tears may shed through poetry as anger expresses through stanzas.

Am I the victim?

Never seen it coming!

Can it disappear completely?

With one voice?

One response?

One decision?

I am accountable to be myself. I am free to be me.

The Faker

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The Faker
3 (60%) 2 vote[s]

There once was a girl who lived in a world of fake.
She tried to convince everyone she was real
Oh, what she tried to take.

But when people denied that she was “herself”
She threw a fit, like a toddler.
In the respect of bad grammar, oh she had wealth
(But really she should be more worried for her health)

Because you see, when trying to reason with her,
As everyone eventually tried to
She becomes as unintelligible as a rabid bunny, with no fur.

In short, do I hate her? I would smack her?
Yes it’s true.
But I think I’ll just leave that pleasure for you.