Etria (2015-05-09 05:16:03)

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[This is some sad emo poem I wrote out of sheer boredom in class. My english teacher likes it, at least.]


If people could understand the mess that is me
I’d love that, but then they’d scream
If only people could understand
IF people could even stand
The nightmare that is me

My heart cries out a silent cry
And I wonder, “Why?”
My aching heart kills my soul
In the play of life, I have no role
While the rest of you run free
I have to deal with
The nightmare that is me

You don’t give me pity- That’s okay
I’ll still be the same tomorrow and today
And then, I realize finally, nobody wants to deal with
The nightmare that is me

And the final act, the final scene
To end the play starring
The nightmare, the monster
That is me.

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firepikachu (2015-05-10 03:15:02)

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Yes it is amazingggg

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Effy (2015-05-10 14:08:40)

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I love this +1

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xXAliveXx (2015-05-15 22:53:06)

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Listen up and listen well,
I have something sweet to tell.

You think that people run and hide,
that they don't care what's really inside,

but you don't know, for you deny,
I can see, the light in your eyes.

The nightmare that is you? No!
Your beauty and passion is all that shows!

After all, if you can recall,
nightmares are dreams, after all.

And dreams aren't real, so nightmares aren't either.
There's no need to cower, to cry or whimper.

You are loved, that's all that matters,
ignore the chirping people, they only fuss and chatter.

You, sweet child, are a gift,
and let these words from my heart lift,

for you are amazing, and you deserve it,
life is there for you, reach out and grab it!

Now go on, wake up, yes, you'll see.
After all, all nightmares are just dreams.

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Etria (2015-05-17 17:45:41)

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I freaking LOVE that poem response type thing!

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