The judgement from the outside why you're struggling on the inside. Being misunderstood because you don't deal with people & things they way you use to.

"I am distinctly aware that my life as it was, is over. Yet my life as it is, is just the same. Insistently, almost, I sabotage every piece of happiness like a poison killing off any weak enough to succumb. You loved me. Forever."

This poem is about my friends and siblings. Despite my depression and situation, I can always count on them to make my day as amazing as possible. Yet, I am still not doing well; fighting my demons so I don't lose them..

11:05 a.m. gov. class 10 minute poem "I dont wanna leave my friends.." This poem is inspired by my sister, ri rii. I remember on an old server, I was instantaneously friending everyone. During one summer day, she joined the server, and I was like "ur my bestie now!" Now, almost a year later, she's my forever older sister. She's cared for me since day one, and I hope to be her forever little brother.

11:28 a.m., Gov. Class "Idk random thoughts and im just so grateful for my friends i really dont want to leave my friends.."

This poem..is very personal. During the time of this writing, I was going to end it. I wrote this as a final goodbye to my angels. Looking back, I realized how much this might of hurt them. However, who am I to say that when I'm in the same trapped, helpless bubble..?

15:12. This poem is inspired by Julia Alexa's song, "PRETTY WHEN I CRY." The song means a lot to me, and so does my poem.

10:56, government class. If you want to know what is in my mind, you might as well be in Tartarus. Beneath of my happiness, my joy, there is a layer of hurt and sadness.

my teenage dream is a bit different from others. Instead of going to the movies with friends, I watch movies through a screen with them. Instead of meeting up with friends, I meet them in voice calls. Yet, I wouldn't trade any of my teenage-hood for anything else. x

unfinished poem. "it hurts to write this. me no wanna go..me..hurt you..." but what hurts the most, is that i'm back in the same, if not, worse situation.

Wrote this at 10:39 in Government class. When I wrote this poem, I wanted to capture the innocence and happiness of my imaginary friend. I wanted to have a whimsical tone, yet almost nostalgic.

Wrote this during band class at 13:56. During this time, I missed my old self. I missed being happy. How strange it is to be, once here again..

When will they announce that the Earth is no longer habitable and that they are hiring those who are still well enough to serve them to make them their rocket ships to the New World What will their speeches entail at that point? When will they tell the people they made poor, sick, and starving that they wish they could bring all of humanity to the New World but they unfortunately can’t because it would simply cost too much

Cassandra is thrilled with her new friendship but if she mentions how she really feels is the foundation for it gonna fall!

Heartbeats consume and ridicule my ears with the ever-ceasing, pounding message that life is present, yet haunting.

How not all people who look like heros heal those who truly know them....not all people whom seem like a villian are the ones who create darkness. Someday their the ones with the purest intentions

How it looks in our shirts, no matter how loose or baggy. And apparently, no matter how flat or big, Because I was only a kid.

"A Letter to Love" is something I wrote one night. It's about someone who I have known for 6 years, and I'm finally embracing that I do love them, they just don't know.

You gave me love Why do I want more from you? Shouldn't I be satisfied? I thought this would be enough Is it because it's you?

A letter to my dad in poem form. He is dying, and even though he's put me through a lot, he's still my dad. Just wanted to share this and wanted to let everyone out there who has messed up fathers know that I completely understand. But know that when time takes them, I hope you have everything you wanted to say to them out. Because if you don't you won't get another chance.