Grew up with princesses, dolls, and make up.
Young age, no care for when others would say stuff.
Until growth came and things became worse
and every phrase from each mouth would begin to hurt.
When I was young, boys were just friends.
Feelings wouldn’t attach, no love would end.
Well, there was some love, but only pretend.
If only times were as easy as the times back then.
My parents loved me, and I loved them,
all the time in the world, all this time to spend.
Every kiss and hug meant the world to me.
I mean, the only part of the world that I could see.
My dad says I’ll be a doctor, my mom was a nurse.
I’ll go to Harvard for sure, nothing worse.
There was always a saying, that this world was a curse,
but that’s just not the world that I’ve seen at first.
My life will be perfect, I can see.
As long as I simply follow my dreams.
I can’t wait for the world and I to meet.
I mean, the only part of the world that I could see.
But,
listen
There was one boy I loved, who tore me down,
who took my innocence, then told the town.
As time went on, things started to change.
Even the amusing times ended with pain.
The sunny days, they started to rain.
The world isn’t like how everyone claimed.
There are things that I love, and things that I hate,
I love waking up, I hate living the day,
and night is filled with the thoughts of my sorrow,
deciding if the love is worth the sight of tomorrow.
I couldn’t handle myself; my mind was lost.
Inside felt as if it were turned and tossed.
World that I could see, where have you gone?
Are you showing me that the hidden world has won?
My problems would pile, nobody to talk to.
Can’t focus on class when everyone ignores you.
I started lacking on homework and failing all tests.
My focus is deprived and the start of my stress.
My parents are disappointed, they won’t listen to my words.
Boys create all the suffer and leave with no cure.
Rejection and love, now I can see,
How part of the world was dishonest with me.
I look in the mirror, I can see the confidence faded.
You could see my pain through the scars you’ve created
Vicinity only sees hate, so I have no friends.
Since there’s no more future, my past and present should end.
I hurt myself more as the days go on.
I feel like I’ve lost, and the hidden world has won.
I can’t stop reminiscing, always staying in bed.
Laying, tears dropping, finally a gun to my head.
Lost, blank and given up.
Desire to pull the trigger but,
An old soul has spoken, the power of connection.
Been by your side, teaching you these lessons.
You won’t know for now, but that person will come
The soul that can see the world that you’re blinded from
Their words - went through.
My mind filling with ideas that are new.
“You did not come this far to only come this far”.
And that’s when the healing started to grow in my scars.
I felt like I’ve woken up, seeing things from a brighter eye.
Can’t run away from my problems, the face of my traumatic life.
Growth can be seen; my mind and heart are pure.
I feel recovered, an open mind was the cure.
Connection with my family is better than it’s ever been.
Gained friendships, mirrors look more beautiful than ever.
I start to find the love that I always kept in store
Finding light in the darkness, opposite of before.
As I’ve grown, I’ve witnessed a bunch.
I am now successful. With the world, I’m in touch.
If I pulled the gun, this far I wouldn’t be.
I will be the “old soul” of my offspring –
and give them the world that I couldn't see.
this is gonna be my 10th straight poem from highschool, reading all these again been taking me back haha, but if you guys like any of these 10, i'll start dropping some present ones. thank you for your time in reading my personal mental book.