Sunday, February 7, 2010

I found this poem when I googled poems. It was written by a teenager, and I think it's amazing."Difference"

There is a part of me

That feels I am different from everyone else.

Something that
I can't quite see,

Something that

I can't quite feel,

Something so unreal.

But this
'thing' is always there,

This 'thing' with others,

I will never share.

So I push
it to the back of my mind,

All the thoughts of boys and clothes

And make-up, it is hiding behind.

Sometimes, when I have almost forgotten,

It comes back with such ferocity,

Angry and unforgiving.

I feel so lost and sad,

Whatever caused this feeling

Must have been so horrible and bad.

A lost memory or something else,

I'll never know,Whatever it is,

I know for sure,

I can never let this feeling show.



Isn't that just amazing? It's probably because it's so true.

This one is entitled "End of innocence"
Secrets, secrets
lies, lies,
she sits in her room
and cries and cries
there is no more trust
in this girl's heart.
She finally found out
that life isn't perfect
she lived in dreams
as children often do
but she crawled out
into the world everyone knew.
things that once were
happiness once known;
the truth of it all
to her was shown.
her little hear
will never trust again
she'll never know
a real true friend.
no more trust
for no more lies.
she'll sit in her room
and cry and cry.

1 comment:

Meghan said...

i knew the world wasn't perfect when i was 3. guarantee it.


ooh my word verification is 'novel' !