uncreatively titles poem 5I hope it doesnt sound clichéBut every time you look at meIts as if Im walking on airI knowThats cheesy right?But its so trueEverything about you is perfectionIf only to meYour eyesYour voiceThe way you make me laughEven when I feel about an inch tallThe only problem?You dont even knowIts so obviousIm sure you could see it in my eyesBut you arent lookingYou arent paying any attentionNot to meYou only have eyes for her.
uncreatively titles poem 4Toilet paperCluttered spacesFriends foreverPerfect facesBroken heartedHopes and fearsI love youEnds with tears.Blood on carpetBlack on cheeksArms, throat and backThese last few weeksToo much sadnessBad thoughts in her headBut its too late nowNow that shes dead.
uncreatively titles poem 3Sometimes I wish I had someone aroundTo make me feel prettyTo make me feel specialLike my life is worth somethingI wish,Sometimes,That I wasnt so aloneThat I could be more outgoing.Im so sick of feeling uselessSo tired of being confusedI wish someone would come alongAnd help me sort it all outAt the rate Im goingIll either end upDead in a gutterOr as an accountant.
uncreatively titles poem 2Have you ever noticedHow different things feel at 3 am?When everyone is asleepAnd youre the only half awake?Its like the silence surrounding youAllows an unused area of your mind to openAnd things become clearerOr possibly more confusing
The me that is alive at 3 amFor exampleIs not the mathematician
uncreatively titled poem 1I start shakingAnd tears sting the backs of my eyesAs I start to panic.Why do I get like this?Why am I the only one?All this pressureAnd no way to let it releaseWhat am I doing?Where am I going?As my future reaches ever closerI shut my eyes tightAnd wish it all awayBut I know it wont leave me aloneThis ever present demonI want everything to work outBut how can itWhen I dont even know the direction to take?And Im so scaredBut there isnt anyone to save me.
Lying smileThey think there's something wrongBut they still can't seeThere are so many questions I must answerJust to make them go away"Yes, I'm fine""No, I don't need to talk""Can't you just all go away?"But they won'tAnd they don'tI hate themAnd I hate meThere is so much hateBubbling up inside meThat sometimes I can't thinkI can't breatheSometimes I just want to lock myself awayAnd never come outBut I can'tSo I force the feeling to subsidePush away the angerPush away the fearForce air back into my lungsAnd pretend that I am happyI smileAnd for a moment I almost believeI almost believe my liesDeep down I don't want to hate anymoreBut it is not a feeling that I can controlSo I'll hide it awayAnd make dueAnd hopeThat one day I can be happyThat one day my smile will tell the truth.