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'Just Fun'Young girls; their heads are messed up.
Manipulated but you compensated
by getting dressed up.
You stare into the mirror
but you're never good enough?
Layers of cosmetics
but you still look rough?
A slave to fashion, you gave your passion
for a bit of popularity.
Feeling satisfaction?
Empty bottles are reality
releasing your 'insanity'
but you're sobering now
and you know of your fallacy.
Twelve to fifteen, nothing really changed.
Sacrificing femininity, potential down the drain...
As nasty as it sounds, you 'matured' into a wench
and while you carry on, girls like me pretend
that the world will be better in years to come.
But how will that h

SmileI'm no rapper
No physical scrapper
I'm a spoken word poet
Trying to let you know it
I've got rhyming style
Making a minute last a mile
Just to see you smile
It might take some time
But it's worth my while
Unbend your spine
Relax and let go
Overtake the flow
Don't fidget, midget
Don't fall, tall
Don't cry, fly
Don't sorrow
Here comes tomorrow
Flying on the wings of yesterday
Didn't I say
Smile
Make this poem
Worth my while?

who's sorry now?somehow
you said it'd be
different
somehow
the plans have changed

i don't wanna be
by myself
agonizing with cheap
whiskey
while you're out there

and who's sorry now?
with my last breath i say
damn you and all your affection
give me back my heart
i'll trade it for your soul

blue, white, grey and ironyit's ironic when i realize
you
used to be the boy who brought
colour
to my life when i lived a life of blues, whites and greys.

and now you're the only man
who brings me so low that i drowndrowndrown
for hours/days/even weeks, and can't come back up.

is it just my mistakes?
or is there more to this low..?

it's you i see
in that crooked half-grin
on a stranger's face.

it's you i hear
in the lyrics of those songs
i listen to.

it's you i see
in the way that friend
swaggers.
or the way he acts.

i adore his personality,
because i see
you.

but you refuse to see me.

HeartI am not the monster
that goes bump
in the night.

I am not the monster
that is savage and
destroys the flesh.

No,

I am the monster
burdened with a heart
to rip myself part by part.

I am the monster
that self-destructs
cathartic, beautiful.

I am the monster
with a tongue
knotted in the throat,

by choice.

I am the monster
with faulty restraint,
a smile with shadows.

No,

I am not the monster
you claim I am,
ready to destroy you.

You are not
what my existence encompasses,
not my center.

My core is my heart
my gift
my fault.

I am the monster,
the man-made disaster
toxic to itself --

and You are
an unfortunate casualty,
nothing more,

JealousyI am happy she is gone

Is that wrong, I don’t know

I’m not sure I still want you

But you are mine alone

i want a hugwake up
my child
and smile
to this new world that's
coming 'round the corner

the way you speak
speak loudly
and clear
and hold my hands
close your eyes
surprise
it's the sunshine

things seem hard
sometimes
but the problem is
that we never had
the time to fix it
so we procrastinated
and waited
the moon shine

Delusions and IllusionsDelusions and illusions
Are our best friends,
The only things we can retain
When we're left to fend
For others, for ourselves
For the good of all we have
To save ourselves from the abyss
Which will one day drive us mad.

Perception and deception
Are mortal enemies
In the battle for survival
As only one can breed
To keep us safe in our bubbles
In which we've grown to live
So showing one the truth
Is an act one can't forgive.

And in a sense, no innocence
Can stand the test of time
Even though we are immune
For most of our selfish lives
For even though we don't accept it
The truth is always there
So discard, once more,

My $.25Gumballs sliding over unadulterated glass
Passing and chunk chunk
Sound of more weird wisdom
Chewing on marbles lost
It's not the color you want anyway
Chunk chunk on you try
Three, five, seven sugary slipshod
Past an unflappable metal gate
It's not the mind you'd cry to

ElementsIce will freeze the river
Lava will cool the shadows
Ghosts will ride the winds
Storm will duel with thunder

Who will win,nobody knows
There could be a tie, would it matter though?
Each a special element
Insisting to fight
When the dust clears would earth be all right?

Natural elements can turn bad rather quick
Would we make it out safe?
How would this effect the world
All the elements dueling?

Would a winner be found
Or would there be none?
The elements are equally powerful
That much is true
If this fight ever happend
How would it effect you?

Strongeryou are stronger then this,
i think to myself,
as i lay down my head to sleep,
i close my eyes and think happier thoughts,
and yet somehow the memories get to me,
the tears fall effortlessly down my face,
gently, stealthily sneaking from my eyes,
and transform into crystals,
they shine and sparkle in the light,
and whisk me swiftly off to sleep,
a gentle motherly voice whispers in my ear,
you are stronger then this

temptationbut now
i don't
know
why i feel
so tired

i sat down on
the car
waiting you
to lead me
for a nice place
but you strangled
and beat me up

now all the hate
is burning
inside
and
i
don't
know
why i feel like
skinned alive

I'm notI'm not innocent, but instead fragmented,
Parts of a soul divided.
One part hopeful, drowned out by the rest,
And gloom fogging the mix.
I'm not calm. I'm voices screaming,
Shouting so loud that they all cancel each other's points.
I'm drawn, and hindered, and straining,
But mostly faded out.
I am two parts of a story told, cut short far before the conclusion.
I am the whisper of a thought begun
but interrupted.

the dreams we savedi lost my ambition
but listen
i'm digging my own hell

i'm torn apart
just wanting
a break
from this dark storm

devoted to a cause
that doesn't matter anymore
i found it
i found what i wanted
and i want you bad
with one trick
you'll make me smile

i'm crying out
for room

but you don't want me
no more
you want it all
for yourself

to danielayou have
suddenly appeared
on the sky
and flew away
from me

i know
you have been
dealing with problems
of your own

you try
to work it out
to believe things
can be alright again

it's less that
the world's gonna end
and more how the
explosion started
it all

you mean
everything should
be fine
but i can see
the cracks on your plans

cause there's no
way to escape
only the meds
to keep the demons at bay

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ENOUGH

by ~rockerbabe221, Jan 26, 2013, 10:32:13 PM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Urban & Spoken Word

I am tall enough
I am pretty enough
I am cool enough
I am smart enough
I am tough enough
I am talented enough
I am popular enough

I am enough!

I've had enough with being not enough
The bar is far too high
begging the question
How do we get there?

This monster of a quest
searching for perfection in not so perfect ways

Thigh gaps? No thank you.
Bulimia? I'll pass
Anorexia? Maybe next time
Collar bones? Gross.

Don't learn to love wanting to be thin
Adore the skin you are in.

For being female is so much more than being pretty.
Don't let yourself be fooled into thinking the only way you'll be noticed is if you're
Easy
Breezy beautiful, Covergirl can't replace a broken heart.
but Maybe Maybelline can cover up the scars they left behind.

Mac can't conjure up a better version of depth perception
but only self loving eyeliner eyes can.
Red still looks sexy on you, it matches the blood from your nose.
and paint on your tippy toes as you walk in heels your mother would've forbidden you from wearing.

Look what you're doing to yourself.

You were honestly prettier in sneakers, sweats and a muddy tee shirt.

Don't whore yourself out to crayola because your pretty face isn't a coloring book

Its a window to who you really are.

You're good enough... So stop trying so hard.

ENOUGHby ~rockerbabe221

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Urban & Spoken Word

©2013 ~rockerbabe221

Walked by sephora, and saw 3 crayola gang bang victims in too short skirts and too tall heels

this is for them.

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~flourchild Jan 26, 2013 Hobbyist Artisan Crafter

This is beautiful

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~rockerbabe221 Jan 26, 2013 Student Writer

thanks

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~Jax224 Jan 26, 2013

I love it

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~rockerbabe221 Jan 26, 2013 Student Writer

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