Monthly Archives: March 2022

Funny Thing

I had a really bad breakdown about a couple months ago
He broke up with me over text or so
It’s okay though, I’m fine, it’s in the past now
All I really care about is making the best out of now.

So I’m talking to a guy who knows how to dream
But there are times he’s so rude that I just wanna scream
And it ends up ruining all my fantasies for him
Leaving me wondering how cool we could have been.

I’m not particularly excelling a lot academically
And that’s one of the reasons I feel so silly
My self-esteem is jetting down like a rocket
And I have absolutely no money in my pocket.

Peer pressure gets me bad and I hate it so much
I mean I don’t very often get overwhelmed as such
But sometimes people just don’t know when to stop
And it’s all fun and games until it’s not.

I don’t really get along very well with my folks
Some days are good but most are rocky roads
They don’t really seem to care and neither do I
All I want is them to be happy and have what’s mine.

These were a few problems and I have a hundred more
Like coming back from college with my feet all sore
But will that ever stop me from living my life
Or staying up talking to guys late at night.

The point is that life is supposed to be so
But this is how I have so many stories to be told
I might be upset sometimes but I don’t regret anything
Problems make life fun and that’s the funny thing.

Poems

I think I saw your eyes in CP today

Starlike gaze, staring right through me

I wasn’t mad or afraid this time

I wasn’t me this time.

I thought a lot in the past two months

Our ups and downs, our smiles and frowns

I still have a couple of letters lying around for you

One I wrote at my highest high, other at my lowest low.

This poem is so raw I can’t even seem to rhyme it

Yet my hands see no reason to stop writing

But I swear this is not another diss track

Just a child trying very hard to sound adult.

There are a lot of times when I miss you unconsciously

Like the times when I wake up from my evening nap

Or times when I achieve something thinking of how

Your appreciation alone would make my day.

I think love is more like waves of an ocean

They hit you back and forth but leave you soaking forever

And the ship of integrity floats till it floats

Before sinking in the dark undiscovered rubble.

I think you’ll still be here in a hundred years

Reading my silly poems out of fear

The fear of breaking that endless string

The string that forever connects you and me.

I’ll forever miss the way your thumb

Traced my little finger while holding my hand

And the way you smiled so secretly

When I adored you with words you said you didn’t like.

Maybe one of these days I’ll think of you for the last time

And let you go for once and for all

Maybe I’ll stop staring down from this cliff of hoax

And be brave enough to jump or trust the fall.

I hope you stay kind like the day I fell for you

And your will stays strong like the day you turned me down

I hope you see in someone what I saw in you

And she doesn’t end up writing poems about you two.

I know things have gone too far and hope is a threat

And if you think closely, maybe this is for the best

I want you to know I have absolutely no regrets

I’ll forever remember you fondly even though you put me to test.

Truth in Me

Mornings draggy as forever have been

Life has made me an adult from teen

All these changes gulping me

Deepest ponds to shallow seas.

Life has treated me in all ways

Calming sun to burning rains

Something brought out the truth in me

My struggles talk through poetry.

Some hit so hard they left a mark

Their presence I forever starve

Walking to make the horizons meet

Now empty skies is all I see.

Lies have taken more than they take

This path of rubbles took forever to make

Yet turning back all I ever see

Is the misery that life has brought on me.

For an atheist, I still do pray

A few things to forever stay the same

For all these changes keep me awake

I believe in god for my own sake.

My soul hurts to be a pessimist

In good things is all trauma I see

Life brought out the truth in me

All my misery takes rest in poetry.