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Evie Apr 2019
"alcohol tastes better underage because the secret ingredient is crime"
-a wise person on twitter
Evie Apr 2019
The Perfect Child™
**** sorry <3
andromeda green Apr 2019
a whispered secret
a knowing glance
a random laugh
a hidden joke

i know i wasn’t there
but i swear it wasn’t my fault
so please stop making me feel
so freaking left out.

i’d rather be with you
and i know it doesn’t seem like much
but
a shaky streaks
a liked photo
a viral tweet
a funny video
thanks for giving me a reason
to give in to all this fomo.
i have a very bad pet peeve of feeling extremely left out and helpless in the smallest of situations and it makes me feel so terrible inside for feeling this way and why i shouldn’t even care in the first place but i can’t help it. here’s a very ****** poem to try to express how i feel
Thorns Apr 2019
DO NOT READ THE NEXT SENTENCE
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You rebel, i like you.
Thorns Apr 2019
idk it's wen. day my dudes...

"Oof."

"Ack!"

"XD"

"Sometimes you just wanna be an eboy, you feels?"

"Gang, gang uwu."

"Well, stupid as in evil."

"Your. Eyeliner. You look like a raccoon on crack!"
Oof...
idk
Lesi Mar 2019
I look into the mirror and I hate what I see.
There's an ugly girl looking back at me.
Her nose is long and her teeth are big.
Her hair is so long it could be a wig.
I look at her in the mirror and i get sad.
I am that person, and I look bad.
People say that I'm pretty, but I can't see why.
When I look at myself I want to cry.
This is depressing for a first poem haha, but it's also 1:00 in the morning. Won't get much better that this.
Thorns Mar 2019
Oof
Life is an
Oof
A Dec 2018
Take me off the wall
And scatter my memory on the floor
Shove every reminder of my existence between bed frames
And under piles of forgotten laundry
Demolish every notion that i was ever a good person
And bury it under the tree in your yard
Leave me to be the one to blame
Whisper about me in secret conversations
And insinuate that i was the one who didn’t deserve you
Tear apart the final pieces of me you still possess
Scream about every little thing i did wrong
But don’t you ever try to come back for me
forget me
Theshygirl Dec 2018
I want to scream, cry, run
But I can’t
Not here in front of my peers
Not at home in front of my parents
Not alone in front of a mirror.
I hate myself and I hate my life
But I can’t do a **** thing about them
So I sit
Still and quiet
My hands shaking beneath my desk
And my breathing slightly faster than normal
And my head aching with a swell of fear
And I do my best to fit in
To be okay
Just like everybody else.
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