InsideI don't even wanna see their faces,Inside by BreeBree135
Serious with stern, unchanging eyes.
Fake, exaggerated smiles.
It bothers me, but it doesn't scare me.
I don't wanna hear their voices,
Forced, sickening happiness.
Commanding, ruthless orders.
It annoys me, but it doesn't scare me.
I don't want to be here.
But high school is only temporary-
And it all irritates me, but it doesn't scare me.
Not like my demons do.
RealityLife is not a fairy tale.Reality by BreeBree135
Life knocks you off your feet
And tests your every breath.
Life seems so simple and so sweet
All through childhood
Then you're bleeding on concrete,
Life took the best of you
Because you didn't suspect a thing from it.
Ridding of your innocence,
It trashes your mind and scars up your skin.
You begin to feel all the things
You never knew existed.
Life waits until your guard is down
Then sneaks back up on you
Through your teenage years it asks you
Who you are and what you want to get from it.
Life drags you into adulthood
And crushes all your dreams
Telling you that you can't accomplish them,
thus you believe it,
and pass this way of thinking onto the next generation.
Life brings you into the age of wrinkles
And makes you wish you were young once again,
But don't you remember all the torment
That came with being young?
Life doesn't relent or break for you.
It keeps going until- SNAP.
I'm Sorry That...I'm not really a poet.I'm Sorry That... by Never-Together-Amen
I'm just a person who crushes bad dreams into small
edible things that taste sour
and are labeled “poison”.
I'm not really a poet
I'm just deeply hurting
I'm not really a creative thinker.
I just write normal things down that, put in the
right way, it turns creative
and sounds like a story.
I'm not really a creative thinker
I'm a giver of life
I'm not really a good person.
I just try to blend in with the
You are someone's reason to liveShe had skin like a cactus-You are someone's reason to live by Tangled-Tales
could only hurt
anyone who got
she held what
My Internal MessThe messy thoughts,My Internal Mess by SinRedemption
That live inside me;
The changing mood,
That drives me crazy;
The depressive feelings,
That are barely bearable
Are slowly changing me.
Is it good or bad,
Time will show
I can only hope,
That I won't
Become something dark,
My internal mess.
Hello there!! I'm Brittany but you can call me Bree. I tend to be shy and quiet in person until you get to know me.|
I love drawing, animals, fireworks, imagination, nature, peace and making new friends.
Oh, and I'm REALLY WEIRD when I want to be. ^w^