Poems from writer1997
I have been through situations in my life that some would say make me stronger.
They made me wise, they made me cry, the took away all my hope. But I'm still living.
Poetry is my way to express myself.
Besides music, it's all I have.
I'm here because I found a place where I can be recognized for my poems and not my experiences. When I won't be judged because of what happened to me.
Other than that you'd be surprised at how happy I seem.
I'm outgoing
I'm hyper
I'm not allowed to have sugar because I'm so hyper
I'm caring
I'm helpful
I care for others more than myself
I have high expectations and dreams
Music is my life
This is me and if you can't except it than leave.
When death comesIt's just another journeyA path we all must takeSome choose to take it earlySome choose to take it lateWhat if I told you...
It started real youngNever seemed to stopNo controlNo hopeNo futureShe had nothing left to live forNo happy in her She paints a picture...
You know me
But you don’t know me
You know how I think but you don’t know my thoughts
You see me
But you don’t see me
You see me smile but...
When you look at me what do you see?
A Girl?
A freak?
Nothing?
What about pain?
I hide in a corner of my mind
Refusing to believe what...
Slut, Whore, Freak, UndeservingThose are just a few of my daily tormentsUntalented, Fat, Abandended It seems to me, theses days, that...