| My poems! |
| INVISABLE The streets passed as she walked. She wasn't going anywhere particular, just anywhere. She was walking from it all, needing to get away, away from it all. Not looking back she just up and left. Noone's missing her yet. Noone's noticed she's gone She's invisible, not important. Her parents don't notice, they expect her to pass! Her family don't notice she's gone, they didn't notice she was there! Her friends....well they seem to just let her be. They don't seem to notice her. But she notices them. And the teachers, they expect her to fail so they don't bother! They pretend they want her to pass, but they are only bothered with good students, so the failing ones don't matter. Someone's always in the wing, waiting to better the words and phrases she used or to be better at what she does. She wasn't normal or average, average and normal don't exist! She was and still is, invisible! |
| Sound Without the sound of breathing, would there be no breath? without the sound of rain, would there be no rain? Every one needs someone, you are there sounds. So remember this when you are going... someone might be depending on you, would they stop when you've gone? |
| Hi, Hello, how do you do? This is a poem from me to you, Those are greetings which one to choose, Nomatter which I just can lose |
| Watching people is the funniest thing. Seeing them smile at one and frwn at another. Joking in one crowed, almost in tears in another. Organising there weekend - forgetting to tell some people Sitting in groups - within the group Always leaving somone out, with out realising it. But not that they care, so long as they are with their 'cool' friends - the other ones who have stuck through everything, can just talk to themselfs. |
| Behind that smile; whats wrong? What is it thats bothering you? I noticed your smile went for a second; what replaced it? Fear? Sadness? I can tell - you know - theres something I know there is! Your smile keeps slipping - haven't you noticed? I did! Whats wrong? I can tell its bothering you? But I don't know whats - You'll have to tell me so I can help - I know how you're feeling - pretendings hard work. |
| People smiling. People chatting. People eating. People writing. People being funny. People being left out. People being forgotten. People drinking. People changing. People copying. People being noone. People kissing. People cuddling. People staring. People organising. People listening. People telling. People laughing. People pretending. People ignoring. NOT MANY PEOPLE BEING THEMSELVES. |
| What is this thats making me feel like this? Desperate to see you, destraute when I don't. Egar to please - trying to catch your eye. When you're not near me; there seems no point in being. Waiting for that text, but it just doesn't seem to come. I know you feel something - you told me once - do you remember? That night you held me - I close my eyes and remember. I'll wait for you, till you tell me again, and one day you'll show it. |
| So I'm sitting here, phone in hand; waiting for your text, but it doesn't come. I know if it does it's not going to be the text I want. But I'll wait - Just in case and I wait, I watch, waiting to hear it buzz. I urge it to ring - but it doesn't, I know it won't. But I wait just in case. I wait you know, just in case. |
| People can't see me, But I'm not invisible, I'm as alive as the next person. People can't see me, But I'm not hiding I move around just like you People can't see me, Not the real me; Because they don't look properly, They atop looking when the feel like it. People can't see me People don't see me People Won't see me Bit I'm here, and I know me. |
| If black was white and white was black. If on was off and off was on. Would you love me? You say say it'll never happeh, and I say neither will you loving me, but if it did, would you? I hope you would - Being in love is amazing - Like you couldn't imagin. One day you'll feel it, like i do and you'll see what its like. I hope its me you love, I truely do. |
| I think there's something wrong with it. It doesn't show what others see. My mirror I mean. I look into it and I see me. I cant see anything wrong with me, but there must be - you don't love me. Noone does. Friends don't seem to be true. I know I'm not the prettyist nor the brightest. But that wouldn't matter if you knew the me I do. Can you tell me so I can fix it?! |
| So I sit, waiting, watching and looking, Dreaming, waiting and being. I don't know what I'm waiting for. I have no idea! But I am. Maybe it's for you, or for someone to notice me. But I'll wait. |
| MORE SOON |