Experience is Everything and NothingExperience is Everything and Nothing2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Everything that has happened or will happen was meant to happen;
However nothing was meant to last forever, even if it was intended to.
So live life like you meant to do everything that you did do or intend to do.
And don't worry if you or anyone else doesn't understand why everything happened.
Just be thankful that you lived long enough to experience it all.
I am.... Stereotyped.I am.... a nerd.I am.... Stereotyped.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wear glasses,
I play in the band,
I get good grades,
Like video games,
I'm weak and spineless
But so much smarter than people
I am.... an outcast.
I dress funny,
I act weird,
There's something wrong
Inside my head.
I'm too dumb
To understand people
I am.... an art freak.
I doodle over everything,
Dress a little different,
I am always colorful
And pretty happy,
I see the world
Differently than people
I am.... a gay guy.
I talk like a girl,
I just adore the color pink,
Oh, and I'm going to Hell.
I have no morals,
And instead I have AIDS
And should be kept from people
I am.... emo.
I dress in black,
Have sidesweep bangs,
And cut myself
Because life sucks.
I hate my life and
My parents and people
I am.... a prep.
I am mean and neast
I love drama
I am perfect and
Way better than people
I am.... a jock.
I play sports
Like wrestling or football.
I have no brain,
It Is (Depression)It is a shroud of black velvet.It Is (Depression)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is the violent ocean in the dead of night.
It is the monster in the shadows; the Vashta Nerada.
It is the final crash of symbols in Carmina Burana.
It is impossible to lift.
it is impossible to breathe.
It is impossible to see.
It is the only thing that can be heard.
It is why the stars disappear at night.
It is why every light drifts by without stopping.
It is why the gnawing starts and never ceases.
It is why nothing else matters in the end.
It is my disease.
It is my disability.
It is my misfortune.
It is my death sentence.
The EpiphanySometimes,The Epiphany2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to give up.
I imagine we all feel that way.
Like, living my life,
just isn't enough..
All hard work, with no play.
I feel this way fairly often
and I try to push it away,
but when I get right down to it,
it's just a part of who I am,
and face it, it's there to stay.
And I know there are others like me,
but that doesn't make my problems less real.
No, I'm not going to kill myself,
I'm just trying to share the way I feel.
I don't want sympathy,
or even attention,
I just want to live my life,
and not feel any need for redemption.
I want people to know,
that there are people like them.
And this suffering is something
that will be fixed, hemmed.
All in all,
I guess I want to say,
live your life in the present,
and try and smile every day.
It Shouldn't Matter“Show us your face” they demandIt Shouldn't Matter2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But why should I?
It’s my face, my life isn’t it?
It’s not “hiding” my reasons are my own
And that should be enough
He’s a relaxing voice
A faceless man
With a clever sense of humor
He’s a beautiful person
And that’s enough
The cruelty drags me down
I’m tired of seeing it
I’m tired of the scrutiny
I want to be a cartoon character
Stop looking at me
Why are they so determined to know?
It isn’t important
He should be judged on his own merits
A face shouldn’t matter
He is beautiful anyways
Here's The Hope We All NeedThere I Was Again Tonight,Here's The Hope We All Need2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sitting With The Family,
Passing The Food.
I Just Sat There,
Letting Everyone Else,
Have Their Share First.
Did I Care?
A Tiny Bit,
But My Heart Was Guiding Me,
Telling Me To Put Myself Last.
I Don't Like To Think Of Myself.
Only God Knows Why,
And I Thank Him For It.
I Hate Being Vain,
I Honestly Do...
Then It Was My Turn.
There Was So Much Left,
It Looked As Though,
A Dent Hadn't Even Been Made.
I Grabbed A Thin Slice Of Turkey,
And Two Biscuits.
They Told Me To Eat More,
To Dig In!...
But I Just Shook My Head.
They Snickered At Me,
At The Picky Boy.
I Shook My Head A Second Time.
They Didn't Understand...
We Bowed Our Heads,
And One Man,
My Dear Uncle,
We All Listened,
Listened With Sincerity.
When He had Finished,
Everyone Grabbed At Their Food,
Almost As If,
They Were Starving To Death...
But I Could Tell They Weren't...
I'm The Only One,
Without Much To Look At...
I Just Sat There,
Staring Into Space.
I Couldn't Help But Thin
What is fear?I was told to find out about fear. They said to ask people what fear was. So first, I asked a small child.What is fear?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“What is fear?”
The child frowned thoughtfully. “Fear is when the monsters under your bed are out to get you and you know it, but your mommy and daddy don’t believe you.”
I thanked him and kept going. Next, I asked an old woman.
“What is fear?”
The old woman looked sad. “Fear is the feeling of death creeping up on you and you knowing it is impossible to stop. Fear is being helpless to stop it. Be thankful that you are still young.”
I nodded thanks and kept moving. Finally, I asked a girl with scars on her arms and a scowl on her face.
“What is fear?”
She laughed derisively. “If you need to ask, you won’t know.”
“But I do know!” I protested. “I know that fear is. I just want to know what you think fear is.”
“Do I have to answer?”
I smiled encouragingly. “As
You Have No Right To LiveYou Have No Right To Live:You Have No Right To Live2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hey, what are you doing?
That's mine, now give it back.
You're stupid, you should just go die!
Okay, I'm sorry...
What, you failed again?
Just how much money do you think we're spending on this,
Do you think it just falls from the sky?
I can't believe you; and don't give me that look!
You better straighten up now you hear me
And if you keep looking like a dead fish,
I'm going to make you wish you were one.
Hey, being around you is driving me nuts,
You never want to do anything, you don't even care,
Why bother even breathing if you're going to act like you're dead!
A lousy person like you should just go die!
okay, fine! I will...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th November 2012
HopeHope is just the liesHope2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I tell myself
Hope tells me tomorrow
Will be better then today
So I don't cry myself to sleep
Hope whispers that next time
I'll do things right
When I only make it worse
Hope says that everything will be alright
When I know it won't be
Hope promises that there is a perfect
Person for me and that one day
I'll find that person
Hope shouts that one day
I'll do great things
And will always be rememebered
So that I'll never truely die
Hope sings of a better place
When there isn't one
Hope mocks that it could be worse
But most of the time
I'd do anything to not be me
Hope is merely a lie
But that's okay
Because a lot of things are lies
Bacon and EggsBacon and Eggs2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bacon and Eggs
If I should ever live to see
The end of the world by one hundred and three
And know the sound that it makes
When it breaks
I hope it sounds like bacon and eggs.
What's The Matter Here?What's The Matter Here?2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
What came before the waking?
And what came before the dusk?
If the world continues to keep braking
what will become of us?
It's not as though we have a choice
to listen to one another or follow the
sound of another's voice.
I don't think we don't think.
I don't think we even blink
at the thought of what we've got
or is it what we have or have not?
How then do we make this work?
Did we forget it doesn't need us for it to work?
Did we even know that after all?
Do we really understand?
It's not ours to do with as we wish
we aren't all just a drift like a school of fish.
If you turn then I turn too,
and if I turn then you turn
that's just what we do
you go your way and I go mine too
But eventually we run out of room and we run out of time.
Where does it end?
Where does it my friend?
I Hate YouI have something to say to a certain someone. Someone who I know will read this. Do you want to know what my secret is--even though it isn't much of a secret to the person this is meant for?I Hate You2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I hate you.
I hate you because you're always lying, always pretending everything is okay and just making up excuse after excuse.
I hate you because you can't just suck it up and stop being such a child, trying to make everyone else just as miserable as you.
I hate you because you never seem to do your best anymore, even though you insist time after time that you are.
I hate you because you're pathetic and weak, and you're too terrified to go through with the things you constantly swear you're going to do.
I hate you because you want to think that the entire world is out to get you, and you refuse to attempt to make life a little easier for yourself.
I hate you because you can't stop complaining instead of trying to make things better.
I hate you
Let Go Hold OnLet Go Hold On2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything that matters or should matter let it go
Every person that ever loved you or will love you let them go
Every dream or wish you've ever had let them all go
Every wrong you never corrected just let go
Every hurt you ever felt or will know let them go
Every joy you may bring to others that brought joy to you let them all go
Giving up is easy
But holding onto all that is dear to you or that you'll ever care for
Is what sets us apart from those that just give up and those that refuse to walk away
Flights of FancyI believe inFlights of Fancy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I believe in lands somewhere over the rainbow
I believe in worlds hidden under the rabbit hole
I believe in kingdoms on the other side of the wardrobe
I believe in enchanted forests where animals talk in riddles
I believe in palaces where wizards entertain immortal kings
I believe in
in the magic and wonder that only a child's eyes can see
in the universes hopes and dreams can create with a single thought
I believe in everything that so many say are imaginary; in everything that so many people scoff at and call me fanciful and immature for believing in
However, I simply say to them:
"I just still have my imagination, is all."
My Life In a NutshellMy Life In a Nutshell2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My Life In a Nutshell
I (That's just another word for me.)
I tried to reason with myself today.
I didn't give you a fair chance to run before you fell in love with me.
By the way, why did you fall in love with me?
Or did you trip over the last heart you broke and land in my arms?
I saw the truth today.
It wasn't pretty.
Yesterday I had a dream.
You lost me.
I found me.
The world use to look so dim.
Oh wait, there's the light switch.
Damn, the light just burned out!
The future looks so bright.
No wait, that's just car headlights.
I think I died and went to...
Not you again.
Weren't you here last year?
I just started a new lease on life.
My credit score is above average.
Oops! I just read it backwards.
My mom use to say: Be whatever you want.
Mom I want to be adopted, just kidding.
My mom said: I want to be taken serious, just not too serious.
I wish I knew.
That's it, I just wish I knew.
Well that and many other things.
All of These ChangesIt was a big day and a little day.All of These Changes2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Something's didn't really change at all,
and something's changed very little,
and something's changed in a really big way...but all of these changes
are for right now temporary until things change again.
To put it any simpler than this, changes were made
and changes for right now were made...but to just call them changes would be best then to
call them good or bad changes at all.
I suppose that there's many positive ways at looking at today,
but for right now the best thing that could be said about today is that
it's over and tomorrow looks much more hopeful than today had managed to be.
The person everybody seesI want to screamThe person everybody sees3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to cry
I want to kick and punch
And get rid of these emotions
Inside of me.
But I wont.
Because that ruins my image
Of a normal girl.
Outside is a normal
Happy, hyper girl.
Inside are all the
Emotions that I can't show.
I want to scream
And run away
And cry until I cant see
But I wont
Because you all
Wouldn't handle the real me.
The one who's bitchy
The one that's over sensitive
The one that doesn't listen
The one who hates everything
So leave me alone
So I can cry
So that I can be
That no one else sees.
Shadowy MemoriesShadowy Memories2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My past is a shadow,
It goes wherever I go
And when I die,
My shadow will dance
In the light of the world no more.
Socially awkwardDo you know what it feels like?Socially awkward1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
To feel so socially awkward
around people that you feel
uncomfortable in your own skin,
knowing that you don't fit in.
And, you walk away...
thinking that being alone
will be better for you -
but you're wrong.
You just feel even more alone;
even more rejected from society;
perhaps even sad, in some way.
What do you do while waiting for someone?
As you wait, and wait, and wait for them -
hoping they'll come soon
lest you seem like a loner
walking aimlessly around,
causing people to pity you.
And your face gets hot,
you start to sweat because
they know -
they know of how alone you are
and they feel sorry for you.
PulsateWhat is a heartbeat,Pulsate2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
without the heart?
What is a dream,
without the conscience?
What is a word,
without the letters?
What is a hope,
without the faith?
What is a soul,
without the self?
What is a kiss,
without the love?
What am I,
All EndsIf you cut you'll bleedAll Ends2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If you bleed you'll die
If you're sad you'll smile
And if you smile it's a lie
If you lie you'll live
If you live you'll die
If you cheat you'll win
And if you win you'll cry
If you cry you'll lose
If you lose you'll die
If you run you'll stay
And if you stay you'll fly
If you fly you'll fall
If you fall you'll die
'Cause no-one will catch you
If your life is a lie.
What Are You To Me?What Are You To Me?:What Are You To Me?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have walked in this world,
And they have told me of kings.
Of brave rulers who make the tough choices,
Men of example and outstanding character.
But it was then that they said,
What is a king to a God?
What is a mere mortal to a higher power,
One who holds our fate in his hands?
They said he was benevolent and kind,
Wrathful and jealous, magnanimous and selfish alike.
He was the perfect ideal, embodying all things
And we were made in his image...
It was then that I was laughed at,
By he who asked this question:
What is a God, to a non-believer?
One who lives by the truth he sees...
He is the man who acts as per his morals.
He lives through his eyes and is judged by his fellows.
He submits to no higher being, not a one does he fear;
Comfortable with his own conscience...
But all three, I beg; I ask ye this:
For what is a king to a God,
A God to a non-believer,
And all three of them in comparison,
To the madman who watches the world burn...