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Behind this MaskBehind this mask
Is the real
Not the fake

Behind this mask
Hides the ugly
And the hate

Behind this mask
Not a smile
Nor a laugh

Behind this mask
No charming word
No loving act

Behind this mask
A hurting soul
All tears flow

Behind this mask
Sometimes
We all go

Do You Believe?"Do You Believe?"

Do you believe in waiting for someone

Who you know you'll be with forever?

Do you compete to not be outdone

By the ones who always do better?

Do you have the perseverance to climb

Higher than the highest plains?

Can you lend an extra eye for the blind

Who accidentally boarded the wrong train?

Can you stand up for the ones who are

Being harassed by those with fail

To realize that life enough is hard

And so we should gather together and prevail?

Can you see beyond the hills?

The trees? The forests? The sky?

Can you find a way to muster the will

To lie to me with honest eyes?

Can you tell me your deepest secret

Learning To TrustTell me a story about your life
And I'll tell you mine
Give me a reason not to lie
So I'll tell you the truth, next time

Whisper a secret in my ear
And I'll tell you a tale
Forgive me but this is my fear
I despise talking in detail

Give me a reason not to scream
And I'll tell you why it hurts
It's like acid in my bloodstream
This terror of being attached

Sorry if I ask for too much
For I am still learning
How to Trust

I've mastered perfectionI think the time has come to zone out the world
Sit in front of my laptop
And waste these years away

I've mastered perfection

I spent all these years miserable,
But smiling on the outside
You know, I think I've found the cure to teenage sorrow
I've taken this smile
And flipped it around to my inside
Now I can even fake my smile to myself
My organs are frothing in disgust
They can no longer take this

Self
Hatred.

Who says I dont care?I don't care who you are
I don't care what you were
But if you are with me,
I will care about you

I don't care where you live
I don't care what you live in
But if you have no reason to live,
I will help you find your reason

I don't care what relationship you had
I don't care who they were with
But if they hurt you,
I will be there for you

I know I don't care about many things
I know I'm blunt and insensitive at times
Just know that
I am your friend and you are mine
I may not care at times, but right now I do
I'm not insensitive because I still care for you

The Wet InkI hope you know
That every night
You're in my head

I hope you know
That I still care
And that I did was wrong

The ink is wet
As I write
On this piece of paper

For the tears
Of my sins
They won't disappear

ConfessionsI'm only human, I'm only me
There's another side that you don't see
I've starved, I've carved into my skin,
Hoping to defeat the monster within
It eats me up, inside and out
Clouds my mind, fills it with doubt
I'm trying so hard to stay strong,
You say I'm worth it, but I think you're wrong
You're trying to help me, but I push you away
'Cause I know it won't let me believe what you say
There's more to the story than what you know
There's more to me than what I show
I'm trying so hard to hold on and fight
So keep me near and hold me tight

Just FriendsYou look at him,
He looks at you.
All you can do is look away
Because whenever you look at him
You realize he'll never be yours.
And one day you're going to lose him
To a girl who's better than you,
Prettier than you.

No matter how much you wish before going to sleep
No matter how much you dream of being his
He'll never be yours.

Every time you close your eyes
You see the same pair of green eyes,
And that same mysteriously shy smile.
That makes your heart skip a beat
He's perfect, you think.

"Maybe he doesn't deserve you." They say.
Maybe,
Or maybe they've got it all wrong.
Yes, it isn't that he doesn't deserve me, it's al

No one would miss me...It's the same thing that drives me to suicide nearly every night,
It's the same thing that gives my enemies such evil delight.
It's the same thing that gives my lover such a fright,
It's the same evil thought that I am thinking tonight.

Even you reader, would you miss me if I left?
If I just stopped writing poetry, left this account bereft?
Would anyone, anywhere, miss me if I left?
If I left for good, because with a blade I am deft.

No one would miss me...
No reason to, no one loves me.
No reason to, no one even likes me.
It's just a fact that no one would miss me.

TiredI'm tired. Just tired.

Tired of always crying myself to sleep
Sick of missing you so much each week.
Exhausted from pretending that I'm okay
Miserable from ignoring you every day.

I don't want to fight with you, no more,
This sorrow exhausts me to my core.
I'm sick of the tears, sick of the pain
I just want to feel normal again.

Pretending we're fine isn't working
I can't hide the fact that I'm hurting.
Please, stop fighting, pick up your phone
You know it's nobody's fault but your own.

~C♡

For YouListen:
I would be lying if I said that I didn't
Think of you every time I close my eyes,
That my mind doesn't wander to thoughts
Of you whenever I'm lonely,
That I don't whisper your name
While I sleep.

Truth be told, I am inevitably in love with you.
In a way that makes my heart skip a beat every time
I see you smile, every time I hear you laugh.
It's the fact that I still get butterflies whenever
You lightly whisper my name in my ear
That lets me know we are something more.

Your body,
Nothing has ever seemed so comforting than
The feeling of your arms wrapped around my waist.
I smile up to you as we share a brief conn

Soul SearchingIt's like I'm suffering someone else's sorrow,
It's like I can't remember how to be truly happy,
It's like I can't think straight; repressed,
It's like I'm insane, suffering, depressed…

This overwhelming feeling isn't me,
I can't smile, I can't breathe,
I'm a shell of someone I've never met,
What do I remember that I can't forget?

Together we are stronger
I never had the answers,
Nor did you, when it comes to us.
We are blended puzzles mixed together,
Fitting in and out of uneven places.
Pieces I have collide with your missing heart.
While your solid edges protect my core.

We link together like a chained fence,
I weave in, you weave out, we entwine.
Your lock irons clasp my frail stem,
As one we are stronger than apart.
No intruder can destroy what we've become

You are the boat, I am the sail.
Nonexistent without each other.
We surge the raging seas together.
For without my sail you are worthless,
Without your boat I am worthless.
But pushing each other on- we fly.
Across la

For what can bring life, can also bring death.For everything that brings life
It also brings death

Fire burns
Melting flesh from bone

Water suffocates
Silencing words never spoken

Earth crushes
Pounding down the weak

Air taints
Tainting what was once pure

Yet spirit
Has to be the worst

Spirit keeps hope alive
And makes us carry on

Even when life isn't worth living.

TrustWhat is trust?
Is it that moment of stupididy where one lets their guard down,
And opens their vulnerabilities to someone?
Why would anyone want that?
Why did I want that?

Is it possible
To trust again and again after so many stabbings
In the back and the heart and the mind by those I once loved?
Why would anyone want that?
Why did I want that?

Could there possibly be
A person on this planet who can be trusted,
Who won't turn around and break me like all the others?
Why would anyone want that?
Why do I want that?

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I'm the pathetic friend?

by ~therealanonymous, Apr 9, 2012, 8:13:54 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Do not think of me
As the pathetic friend,
As the worthless one -
Without a happy end.

Don't you dare belittle me.
Today, I have had enough;
I snapped and I shot back
To show you I've had it tough.

Do you think you are better?
Better and smarter than us all?
Wait, as I'm coming for you,
We'll see who takes the fall.

I'm the pathetic friend?by ~therealanonymous

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

©2012-2013 ~therealanonymous

Bitten once, and bitten twice. I'm stupid, ignorant and a fool. I don't know why I still continue being your friend when all you use me as is a punching bag to practice your throws.

''Have fun failing.''
Your words, I've realized, are filled with boasts and bullshit.

Have a good life, I can't take it anymore.

*EDIT:
I wrote this poem after some hurtful events, and I never knew that I would be able to find so many that could relate to my thoughts and emotions. Thank you for sharing with me your feelings and understanding what I've been through. Truly, thank you.

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~Rapunzel13 Apr 12, 2012 Student General Artist

Totally know how it feels. ITs not fair when the people who shoot you down and hurt you the most are the ones who claim to be you "friends". Yeah right...

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~therealanonymous Apr 14, 2012

Glad you can relate. Thank you!

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~Rapunzel13 Apr 14, 2012 Student General Artist

Your welcome!

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~SoulEaterGirl Apr 10, 2012

Thought immediately of my best friend.... ex-best friend, actually... I needed this. Thank you.

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~therealanonymous Apr 10, 2012

Success is the best revenge. You're welcome!

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~SoulEaterGirl Apr 11, 2012

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Mood: Wow!

*roselynedwards Apr 9, 2012 Student Writer

wow there are a few ppl i'd like to quote this poem to lol! Love it !

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~therealanonymous Apr 9, 2012

I'm quite happy that so many can relate to the things that I've been going through. Thank you so much!

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Mood: Joy

*roselynedwards Apr 10, 2012 Student Writer

yes it is very good you should be proud!

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~Fireroses21 Apr 9, 2012

this describes some of the people i considered friends exactly!! good work!!

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