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I'm lyingI'm fucking fine.
Just dandy my dear.
Though my wrist are torn,
my lips sewed shut,
my heart crumbled on the floor
as I curl up in a tiny corner.

I'm still fine.
I am taking my medicine.
I'm doing what you want.
I am crying myself to sleep at night.

I'm just fine.
I have a smile on my face.
I have my sleeves pulled down.
I am standing here, aren't I?

I'm fine.
Why don't you believe me?
Everything is okay.

How are you today?

Oh, me? I'm just fine.

but I'm lying again.

Grow UpWhen I was young,
I knew a girl.
She was so warm and bright,
so I asked her that question
that all children must answer.

'What do you want to be
when you grow up?'

Her eyes lit up with joy
and she jumped with excitement.

'A dancer!
No, an astronaut!
Wait, President!
A scientist!
I'll be famous
and in movies!
My name
will be everywhere!'

She listed so many more
until she finally just smiled
and looked at me with eyes filled
with child-like wonder.

'I could be anything I wanted.'

Years and years later,
I saw the same girl again
but her eyes no longer
lit up with wonder.

I asked her,
'What did you end up being?'

She

This is a SongThis is a song for the lost, the broken and the damned,

This is a song for the hopeless, the outgunned and the outmanned.

This is one for the sinners, and the non-believers too,

This is a song for all those people, people just like YOU!

This is the anthem of the normal, the oppressed and the abused,

This is a song for those people hidden from everybody's views.

This is the prayer of the unwanted, the unneeded and the small,

This is one for the unheeded, so let's give it our all!

This is a song for the people, who always just want to cry,

This is the anthem for those who have once wanted to die!

This is a song for all the people, tha

zero.
5. I think I'm afraid of sex.

It's terrifying that two people can fit together perfectly, without even really liking each other at all.

4. I'm afraid of the day I start replacing myself with somebody else in all of our pictures; of the day I'll see my reflection and wish I didn't have to.

3. I'm afraid of doctors, and medicine.

The first time I took lithium, I couldn't hold it down. So I locked the bathroom door and flushed the entire bottle.

The second time, I couldn't walk more than ten steps without falling.

Honestly, I'm just wondering why they use poison to purify me.

2. I'm afraid of the ocean.

I'm afraid of looking down one d

I'm Here for YouWhat do you expect me to say
When you keep pushing me away?
Remember—I can't read your mind,
And time cannot rewind.

Regret will only make it worse—
Like a bad omen from a curse.
This will surely make you stronger;
Please just hold on longer.

I'll be here, right by your side;
You don't have to run and hide.
Just try to find the silver lining—
The sun will keep on shining.

Never forget that this is true:
I am here for you.

Writers BlockThere is a heart in a ribcage
And a brain sitting in a skull
There is a history that is void
And potential which is null

Just puddles of inspiration
Where the vast ocean once sprayed
An endless tide of moonshine
Swelled upon my parchment page

There's a brain sitting in a skull
There is a heart in a ribcage
There is ink in my fountain pen
But still no words on my page

Just embers of inspiration
Where a great fire once roared
I'll stoke it with those memories
I've been afraid of and ignored

After Words"I wish you would give it back to me."

"Why? You'll just break it again."

"It's my heart. I will do whatever the hell I want with it."

"Yeah? Well, you take terrible care of things that are yours."

"Fine. Keep it. I am equal parts concrete and soul anyway."

"You say that, but I'm not entirely sure that you are. I think you're deep, and fragile and broken, and that makes you beautiful."

"Again, concrete and soul. "

"I wish you wouldn't make this so hard."

"So hard? I'm making this easy. You gave me dreams of half feathered swans and a stupid house on an endless beach and a city made of an ocean, and now you're taking it all away. But a

Are You Alright?Are you alright?
You've asked me this so many times,
And the answer is always 'yes'.
Quite frankly, why do you care?
What if the answer is no?
Do you care then?

Am I alright?
I've never really thought about it.
It's easier to be happy than to
Think about all the reasons I'm not,
Easier than thinking of you.

I still remember when you grabbed my hand.
An unusually casual gesture for
Someone you don't know,
But that is when I fell for you.
That's when I was happy
Before I started crying.

The crying came later.
The crying came the day after
You told me I was the only one for you,
That you couldn't be without me.
And I

Suicide On Your LipsI tried so hard to pull away
At the end of the night when we kissed
But as you begged me once again to stay
I could taste suicide on your lips

And such an intoxicating fragrance
Far removed from the stench of death
Such a beautiful perfume of life
Of a lost girl hollow from neglect

Am I too late to save her my Lord
Will those lips ever smile again
When razorblade remedies are scarring
Her beautiful porcelain skin

You spoke of your sorrows till midnight
Then you slept in my arms until dawn
Awoke and cried tears until midday
For your past and your present you mourned

And when the last tear finally fell
I explained I'd never lea

Every Time With The Same BrushEvery time with the same brush
This girl paints so many strokes
Each one speaking of emotions
Louder than the words she wrote

So where does the magic lie,
Allowing this girl's mood to swing?
Is it in the paint or the colours,
The feeling of release it brings?

She lets go of those emotions
That are too painful to express
The open ear of a loved one
Now an empty white canvas

Cathartic is the process
With her dainty little strokes
Thick layers of paint will take us
To land's nobody else knows

Now she paints with love for us
And happiness in her heart
The trees, the flowers, the sunset
The smiles, the eyes, the stars

Every tim

GayI am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.

I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your sister
Your friend
Your co worker
Your classmate
Your acquaintance
A complete stranger

I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you

I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is

I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew

I am gay.

Letting Go of YouLetting Go of You:

You abandoned me in the past
without so much as a proper goodbye
One day you simply chose to walk out the door
and you never did come back...

I was angry then, hurting badly
I wondered if I was in some way inadequate
I wondered if you left because I am so easy to despise
and eventually my sorrow turned to anger

I wanted to become great
to show you that you made the wrong choice
to take my strength and throw it in your face
just so you would regret it

But then I saw how happy you were...

In the time we've been apart
You've made a new life for yourself
You've found someone who loves and treasures you
and upon

Is It Wrong?Is it wrong
That I glance up at the clouds,
Feeling the wind through my hair,
And dream of a mystifying land
Where one can be accepted no matter what?

Is it wrong
That I choose to wear jeans down past my heels,
Baggy and ripped at the knees,
Unlike all the other boys that wear athletic
Shorts, so unscathed and clean?

Is it wrong
That I ask people about their troubles,
Sometimes doing all in my mortal power
To help them surpass the simple,
Even ones I have not defeated myself?

Is it wrong
That while the few friends I have
Dance around giddily and go to
The most extreme only to impress,
But I only hang back in silent content

Please, Don'tPlease, don't
You don't realize
What will happen if you do
You speak to thousands
But you listen to no one else

Please, don't
Cut that wrist again
What pain you cause me
You scream for help
But you do not accept it

Please, don't
Don't make me
Build you your coffin
I don't want to paint you
With my misery tears

Please don't
Don't do it
Life has so much more
To offer you
Just give it time
And times a bitch
But happiness will come
And trust me, it's worth the wait

Little Soldier BoyHe does not fight for the General barking orders,

Nor for the man in a suit, who sent him across borders...

In his pocket he keeps a single picture, a sole reminder

Like ancient scripture. A home he misses so endlessly,

Tirelessly calling out in his dreams at night. It is the last

That remains on his lips, with his finger pressed upon the trigger.

A single heartbeat, as he sights his enemy; A quiet prayer

To rest in peace. Yet soon it fades, as hope is fleeting;

For the little soldier boy, once marching home.

"Bottoms up buddy, I miss you..."

-Chen Yuan Wen, 18th October 2012

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Society Is Ugly.

by ~Steeephanie, Jul 26, 2012, 9:51:44 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Society is ugly.
Not you.

Beauty is defined by
How you act.
Not by the number on the
Scale.

Starving doesn't work.
Purging doesn't work.
Pills don't work.

The girl you see
In the mirror is
Perfect
Just the way she is
Now.

Don't get upset because
You don't match up
To the media's
Expectations.

Cutting won't work.
Crying won't work.
Dying won't work.

Remember this:
Society is ugly.
Not you.

Society Is Ugly.by ~Steeephanie

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

©2012-2013 ~Steeephanie

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~TweediestJ4K3 4 days ago Hobbyist Filmographer

I started laughing when I saw Emo-Club in Featured in Group

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~Cheeebs May 12, 2013 New member

This is so beautiful, and so true. Society is based around vanity which is completely ridiculous considering we have these huge things inside our head that we could use to see a persons personality before their outer shell.

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~SilentHex96 May 10, 2013

It's short, but it means so much. Society does make many people believe that beauty is just one certain look, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder and as long as you believe you are beautiful, that should be all that matters.

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~CaelRanya Feb 16, 2013 Student Traditional Artist

It's so true...

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~ShineLikeADiamond Feb 6, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

beautiful i love

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~Kazzuru Jan 30, 2013

Beautiful.

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~theheek Nov 25, 2012 Professional Traditional Artist

amazing poem i couldnt agree more

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~XenocidaEnder Oct 29, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

Here's an interesting thought - WE are society. We define what's beauty, and what is not. We define what's right and what's wrong, what is crime and what is justified - so if there's anything wrong about the society (like, for example...dunno, EVERYTHING), it is but a reflection of our own inhumanity.

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~ddmichimichi Sep 14, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

It looks like lsp is saying it becuse of your icon.... I luv it :3!

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~Valkyrei Aug 24, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

I love this!

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