Silvermisery• Show poetry

They say that to feel the hand of God, all you have to do is look at a flower, but they never tell you what to do when all the flowers have withered and died. They say that to go to heaven, all you have to do is pray, but they never tell you what to do when everything around you has gone to hell.

 Hey there. I'm not telling you my real name but you can call me Kitty, which is what some of my friends call me anyway. Hmm...I'm a Korean-American girl who's not quite sure who she is, what she's doing in life, or whether she'll ever do anything worth noting. Meanwhile, I write poetry because it's a safer way of expressing my emotions than a lot of other shit I get into otherwise..... 

I guess if you read most of my poems you get the impression that I'm an emo girl who likes to wallow in self-pity and melodrama. I dunno, you may be right, but I like to laugh a lot and make fun of my friends, and the way I dress is more punk-ish than emo, so call me whatever you want, I don't really care.

Just keep in mind that most of the stuff I write is depressing so you might have a slightly skewed perspective of me. Oh, screw this, whatever. Why do I care what people on the internet I'm never going to meet think about me? This is taking 'feeling bad because of other people' to an art level. I'm going to shut up now and get off this before I end up writing a whole freaking novel on this.

[so someone tell me what to do]

[when everything you've ever lived for]

[is gone]

[just]

[like]

[that]