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What happened?I am from a century I wish to escape
Justin Bieber, One Direction, and YOLO swag
Where if you are intelligent, you’re strange
But cool if your pants sag
Can anyone explain that to me?
I am from boy bands, but I listen to rock
Sparkly pink, neon skinny jeans
How do I stand out in all black?
Everyone else looks the same to me
This generation is way out of whack
I am from lol, rofl, and omg
Srsly wht if we rlly talkd like this?
Where has English gone?
Surely this is not the same thing
Shakespeare must be rolling in his grave
I am from the 21st century
Where intelligence is neglected
Boy bands are worshiped
And there is no music on MTV
And how can we fix it?
LoveLove is a deep purple
Smells of roses freshly cut
The taste is sweet and it melts on the tongue
Sounds similar to wedding bells
Or sleigh bells that ring, ring
Love is angelic, full of beauty
It feels soft and light
Like floating on air, oh so gratified
It lives in the depths of the heart
And there it rests, rests
The EnemyMommy where did daddy go?
Will he ever return home?
The mother held her baby close
Honey I don't know
Mommy why has he been gone so long?
He promised he wouldn't be forever gone
She held the child tight
Baby I don't know this time
Mommy why are you so sad?
Don't you have any faith in dad?
Mommy held the little one
I'm not to sure I do
Mommy what does this mean?
Why is everyone so sad?
Who's that in the box?
that's your dad
Mommy blames the enemy
She hates them with all her heart
But her child sees things differently
Blames it on the state of heart
We hate each other
But why can't we see?
Is the innocent eye of a child required
To notice that war is the real enemy?
crying aloneemotionless she seems
because she cant say how she feels
she doesnt trust anyone anymore
she can barely tell whats real
her hearts been broken too many times
never healed, she just scarred
although the scars faded they always stayed
blurring the way to her heart
so now she sits alone
jaded eyes she sits and cries
wishing she could have comfort
somebody to dry her eyes
whenever she breathes
she regrets it
she wishes she could leave
wonders why she cant just do it
what is holding her here
on this screwed up world
maybe someday she'll find her purpose
her reason for being born
until then she pushes through
seeming emotionless to prying eyes
she cant trust anyone
so she's always alone when she cries
My butterflyA butterfly sits on my wrist
It reminds me much of the past
All the things that I’ve pushed through
And still am trying to get past
My scars represent
So many things
Hurt and deceit
And broken hearts, full of pain
Then I drew my butterfly
And named it, Amy, after you
The person who started with me
And helped me get through
We’ve been through so much
Cried together, laughed together
Held each other close
When I look down at my marked up wrist
I smile…because it reminds me of you
NightmaresI sit and stare
Stare in fear
Fear of falling into sleep
Sleep leads to nightmares
Nightmares worse than you could dream
Awakening with a scream
Scream that escapes me
Me in reality, a ghost in a dream
Dream that leaves me shaking
Shaking disturbing my sleep
Haunting my dreams
Dreams that scare me sleepless
Sleepless nights I've spent
Spent wishing for some peace
Peace of mind
Darkness lingers in my dreams
Dreams that hurt
Hurt me emotionally
Emotionally crying and screaming
This is why I never sleep
Sleep is dangerous for me
This childShe sat alone, this child
White as a ghost, pale as the moon at midnight
Her eyes are cold, this child
She frightens others, staring without a smile
But at home, this child
Does not have enough to eat, there were many mouths to feed
She learned to live, this child
With discomfort, hunger, and utter lack of sleep
She cries alone, this child
Because her parents never came home
She goes to work, this child
To help her brothers and sisters grow
She tries to smile, this child
But faking it is tiring
So this child
Is done trying.
SmileShowing everyone that you're okay
Maybe not now, but someday
In time wounds heal, scars may remain
Laugh a little
Eventually it will be effortless
Upward you climb
Never lose sight
Till you reach the top
If you never stop
Life will soon be better
In the end, you'll be fine
Try to hold your head up and smile
Soon you will feel better
Remember the things that made you smile
Even laugh sometimes
A heavy heart just drags you down
Life will look nicer if we all learn to smile
hateHate is dark, dull, and bloodred
Smells like the rotting of things once healthy
It tastes like acid eating away
Eating away your humanity
It sounds like dogs
Long gone unfed
Howling and yanking angrily at their cold, cruel chains
It feels like you are bound
by those same chains
With no hope but to hurt others
With that same fate
It lives all throughout you
covers your eyes
With its veil
Its veil that is dark, dull, and bloodred
Maybe if you look
At my life
You'll see a bunch of
Twists, and turns
of pure chance,
Maybe you'd say
The lowest points of my life
was the tears.
The tears I shed on
Little everyday tragedies
or the heartbreaking sadness
That changed me.
See all of my life
of how I was
I probably should have
Watched my step
Or I wouldn't have
Down the stairs.
Or the moment I cried
when I felt hopele
Forget Me Not
Blue little blossoms
That I keep pressed in my books
A faded tint of blue
But I kept them all these years
After all, you moved away but you returned.
I remember Valentine's Day
You had gotten be a bouquet of roses
With lacy white flowers springing
From the sides
And tucked in the ribbon
Was a sprig of Forget Me Not
You were always so cliche
Then again I was a hopeless romantic
So it suited the both of us
And every year you would do something
Romantic and charming
And I was hopelessly in love with you.
I still am.
And here I am by your side
Dressed in pure white,
A pearl pin of my grandmother's in my hair,
A thin silk veil covering my eyes,
A silver necklace borrowed from a friend,
A blue bouquet of Forget Me Nots in my hand.
Surrounded by family and friends.
I will love you always,
and be with you always
Through all the tears, and joys
Whatever life decides to throw at us.
I promise you this from my heart,
Jackunzel: Forget MeJack slipped silently into the tower and closed the window behind him. Rapunzel lay asleep in her bed, more beautiful than ever. Her long golden hair was strewn about the room, as usual.
Jack's heart broke when he saw her and tears stung his eyes. He rested his staff against the windowsill and sat on the edge of her bed, watching her chest rise and fall with each steady breath she took. Her face was peaceful, her lips parted slightly, and Jack longed to see her smile again; to hear her bubbly laughter one last time.
His heart ached. He loved her more than he'd ever thought possible, but he was immortal. He couldn't bear the thought of watching her grow old and die while he remained the same. She deserved someone she could grow old with, and that was his reason for returning to her tower.
He lay beside her, studying her painfully beautiful face.
"I love you, Rapunzel." he whispered before lightly pressing his lips to hers. He searched her mind for her memories of him -- the day they'd m
The Vicious Beauty of LoveLove is a vicious thing, isn't it?
It's always finding new ways to ruin the good times
For one man finds someone new to love
Even though he's leaving someone better behind
So the man watches the love he's forgotten walk away
And he doesn't even care, because he lives for the day
But soon he'll realize this was all too soon
For the woman who left will find love with a new tune.
She forgets all about him while in the hands of someone new
She forgets all their love, because his love was untrue
She dances in the rain with someone else by her side
She learns to fly with her new love as her guide
And the man wishes he could go back to the days he once knew
When everything around him all made sense and was true
For the love he replaced her with left for another as well
And there is nothing left in their story to tell
And so the woman gets married and walks down the isle
She sees the man who once loved her look at her and smile
And the woman smiles back, but for reasons way different
I'm jealous, I'm resentful, I'm grateful.I'm jealous of your front door, it see's you everyday, and it protects you from the world.
I'm jealous of your bed, it feels your warmth every night, and comforts you after a long day.
I'm jealous of your perfume, it gets to dance on your neck, and explore your beautiful skin.
I'm jealous of your mirror, it see's you as you see yourself, no faking.
I'm resentful I was your floor, you stepped all over me.
I'm resentful I was your TV, you used me as a distraction.
I'm resentful I was your lamp, you switched me on and off as you pleased.
I'm resentful I was your calendar, only good for 12 months.
I'm grateful you were my ceiling, something to look at when I'm bored.
I'm grateful you were my book-collection, you taught me words can lie.
I'm grateful you were my piano, you were fun to play with.
I'm grateful you were my alarm, you warned me about people like you.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
Who am I to be...?But yet,
I do not regret
And what I believed to be,
I do feel a sadness, knowing
I am not the one you love.
Or that I cannot hold your hand,
Like she can.
Or that I cannot look at you dreamily
Like she can.
Or that I cannot be wrapped up in your warmth and safe in your arms
Like she can.
She's the last thing you think of at night.
But not me.
because I am not Yours,
and you are not Mine.
SomedaySomeday it will be different
I'm not sure how, where, or when
But I know somehow that
This all will change
And we will all be happy then
The hurt will stop
Crying will cease
A happy utopia will replace
The insanity we call home
And it will bring sweet relief
That day I'll learn to smile
And it will be real
Instead of the dull pain
There is now
Happiness is what I will feel
But until then, that day in the distance
This horror will remain
Imperfection and fright
Hurt and deceit
But soon we will never feel it again
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