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Lost OpportunityIm shy, youre shy.
We catch each others eye,
Smile, then look away.
So passes another day.
Today we spoke,
But I felt like I might choke.
We speak again today.
It wont be the last time I pray.
More glances, more smiles.
Weve gone many miles.
Today I will tell him,
Though my chances may be slim.
She doesnt know how I feel,
But soon she will reveal.
Theyve been talking.
I stand there gawking.
She says she likes him.
She might go out on a whim.
He might like her too.
If only I knew.
I had been so close to speaking my mind,
But now my confidence has been left behind.
StressStress, stress, stress
I can't handle it!
Do this, do that!
2 more weeks
4 more papers
1 more quiz
1 more test
3 more finals
Working 2 jobs
Volunteer with this,
help with that.
Study, study, study
Get an A
Reading the same line
Over and over
Nothing sinking in
Not remembering anything
Was that today?
When was the last time I ate?
When was the last time I slept?
Did I seriously just fall asleep
when I was supposed to be studying?
I can't breathe
I can't think
I can't concentrate
Will the stress ever end?
Don't Leave UsWhy do you hurt yourself?
Why do you want to see yourself die?
Why do you create even more pain for yourself?
What are you doing?
What were you thinking?
What happened to the girl I used to know?
How could you change so much?
How could you do this to everyone that cares so much about you?
Do you know what your friends are going through?
Do you know how were suffering now because of what youve done?
Why are you hurting yourself?
Youre a wonderful person.
Why dont you see that?
Dont leave us.
Dont do anything stupid.
Just stop and think for one moment, please.
Im begging you.
Turn away from your addictions.
We love you. Dont leave.
Why?Why do you dream of what can never happen?
Why do you hope for what can never come true?
Why do you want what you can't have?
Why do you whisper so that no one can hear?
Why do you cry when everything is fine?
Why do you laugh as everything falls apart?
Who are you and why are you here?
BoredThe sky is gray
My friends are away
I'm suck in the house
Only able to use my mouse
I'm writing stupid poems
Daydreaming of gnomes
Wanting to go somewhere
And just not giving a care
Having lots of things to do
But they're so boring; it's nothing new
My feet are starting to fall asleep
Watched my cat do a weird leap
Staring off into space
A blank look on my face
Watching the snow fall from the sky
Wondering how I'm going to die
Thinking of ending my poem now
But not really knowing how
QuestionsLaying on my back in my small, hard bed
So many thoughts are swirling through my head
I hear my clock ticking on my bedside stand
Till I just knock it off with my angry hand
I hate how it reminds me that time is flying by
That it's another second wasted while I lay here and cry
Why must growing up be so hard?
Why does the path to happiness seem so barred?
I wish all the clocks would just slow down
All the clocks in every city, village, and town
Give me time to figure out what's going on
And understand why some things are long gone
I have so many questions I need to ask
Finding the answers is such a hard task
Time is being wasted as I sit here thinking
I'm emotionally drained, just sinking and sinking
Will someone help me if I trip?
Will someone steady me if I slip?
Does anyone notice me laying here?
Will they wipe away my tear?
Walking in the RainI love it when it rains, when the water comes pouring down.
I love how it can hide my tears and cover up my frown.
When it rains, the sky is dark and gray;
it matches the mood I have that day.
Yet I close my eyes and pray
that the sadness will go away,
but the rain keeps pouring on my head.
Sometimes I wonder if I'd be happier dead.
I scream in fury; I feel I might drown.
The rain is tring to pull me down.
I decide that I don't like the rain anymore;
I want things back the way they were before.
Sadly, I realize things will never be the same.
Yet I look up because I hear someone calling my name.
"Come here. Stop standing alone in the rain."
"But if I come out of the rain, you will see my tears;
you'll see my sorrow, my worries, my fears."
"But didnt' you know, you can't hold it in forever?"
"Let out my feelings? I could do that never!"
However, I eventually gave a big sigh
and decided for once to just let the rain die.
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