I somehow always get involved
in all the drama that revolves around me.
it’s always hovering above me like an angry thunder cloud
which sometimes always makes me think back
to my grade eleven chemistry class when I learned
about electron clouds and how polar molecules
always pulled the cloud towards themselves.
some would describe me as bipolar,
so I guess in a way it makes sense but then again,
it’s not always my fault I get stuck
in the middle of every argument and fight,
as if I’m a magnet for trouble; I’m never left alone.
I can’t help being the odd one out,
with hair that had some trouble deciding on a color,
stuck in the middle of red and brown.
eyes stuck in between a shade of green and gray,
drug-green some say, but I don’t really mind
at least they notice the color of my eyes.
freckles and bad skin, the worst
possible combination of problems
and obviously I’m the one stuck with them.
it’s as if the world wants me to go through all these problems,
the world obviously doesn’t want me
to stay alive for much longer.
who am I anyways? in a world of six billion people,
I don’t matter, not even to the people that know me.
I have friends, don’t get me wrong, but they can live without me,
it’s not like I’m necessary for them to have fun and enjoy life,
after all I get ditched all the time for other people,
obviously ‘better’ people. and you should just see my parents
I’m pretty sure they haven’t said anything nice to me
since fourth grade, or anything nice to each other.
my parents hate each other, or at least my dad does
and my mom just puts up with him
and then takes out her anger on me.
I can’t live like this for much longer,
looking for a nice guy who might like me.
I’ve decided I’m about as appealing as a hagfish,
and yes, take the name seriously.
I’ve been hated on, looked down on,
and left broken hearted too many times to count.
I hurt sometimes and I break down most times
and most of all I’m worried
I might now make it to the next week.
this is a confession, not a lie
from an angry individual.
I hurt a lot, and all I need now
is someone to give me some hope.
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mesmerized--x
[x] true.
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this is kind of an answer to my 'all I have to give' poem.
extremely personal, and I really don't like this one.
I'm not sure how you'll take this, and you probably won't like it much for lack of metaphors and imagery. but it's all I have right now.
In a list
A contest entry
- something to believe in. by aanika.
1000 points, ended November 26, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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"some would describe me as bipolar,
so I guess in a way it makes sense but then again,
it’s not always my fault I get stuck
in the middle of every argument and fight,
as if I’m a magnet for trouble; I’m never left alone."
^ again, I know the feeling, tis poop
Awh darling, I felt your pain
This was so heart-wrenchingly sad.
It'll get better though, we all have our days
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it’s as if the world wants me to go through all these problems,
the world obviously doesn’t want me
to stay alive for much longer.
who am I anyways? in a world of six billion people,
I don’t matter, not even to the people that know me.
emu, I really hope you don't actually feel like this. I love you and this was beautiful but if it's true I will be very very upset. and try to show you how much I really love you.
this was stunning.
you are stunning.
don't forget that. -
Oh I am the same. I always seem to be in the center of everyone elses turmoils and helping them and I can't help myself, because nobody will ever help me with my issues and I don't have enough time for myself.
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This is an amazing testimony. I bet you have no idea how many people this would speak to. You have just uprooted me from my life and set me back into my parents house in high school. This was me and how I felt. You have nailed so many emotions that swelled and peaked during that time. Memories soar within my head as a result of this compelling piece you have so artistically woven together. Amazing composition! Much love!
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thanks so much!
I'm glad you liked it
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wow, this really speaks to me.
i can relate so much..you always wonder if youre ever gonna make it to the next week.
confessed beautifully dear. :]
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aww thanks
glad you liked it
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wow, emma you don't need to overdose on metaphor & imagery to write a powerful poem. this was deep & hit right smack dab in the middle of my heart. i felt every word & really just wish i could give you a big hug right now.
aanika will love it, i'm sure, she's your best friend. good luck in the contest ♥
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wow, emma you don't need to overdose on metaphor & imagery to write a powerful poem. this was deep & hit right smack dab in the middle of my heart. i felt every word & really just wish i could give you a big hug right now.
aanika will love it, i'm sure, she's your best friend. good luck in the contest ♥
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thanks so much
i'm glad at least one of us likes this
but ya, thanks, this comment is really just what i needed right now
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