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I’m Okay With You

I’m okay with you.
Doesn’t matter what you think—
Politically or religiously.
I like you even though we disagree.
I like talking to you about music and sports—
About cinema, literature and art.
I respect your opinion on all things.
You are my friend, and as such,
You will always receive the benefit of the doubt.
You will always be respected, regardless of circumstances,
Regardless of vehement disagreements spoken in anger.
You are my friend and have earned my good will.
You have grown to become the fierce wind at my back.
I say: Thank you, my friend, for staying loyal.
My hope for you is one of good health and good cheer.
And please know this: 
There are no eggshells in my garden.
Truly, I’m okay with you.

A Smile To Hide the Pain

A part from my Journal

when i sit at my home with my family
i see they all look the same they act the same
dress the same and think the same 
soon theyll discover that i dont belong

they want me to be plastic like them
but i cant i wont let them take me
my poems have been about depression
heartache and pain ever since i started 
it dont seem to heal the wound
the scars i carry and the pain that bleeds from my soul

i cant really pour out my feelings for you
its hard for you to understand
no one knows me because i wont let them in
i wont let them see the truth behind the person 
that they imagine me to be

the smile everyone wears on a sunday morning is only
a wall they put up to hide there pain
so i tuck it all away and act like im okay
so everyone will see me the way that i see them

Shayla Dendinger

Emotional Roller Coaster

What do I say
That Im okay
Lieing to myself
And others anyways
Emotions caughtup
Aint got no luck
Nothing to hold on to
Right now, it just really sucks
The fact that Im left behind
With no extra time
To think about whether to hold on
Or just let it go and hope everything's fine
All my words caught up
Dont know what to feel
Dont know what to write 
Wish it wasnt real
There's always something wrong
That can never be turned right
Just wanna be happy 
With love and delight
Too bad 
Oh well
Im sad
Cause Ive failed
Myself
My life
My feelings 
What's right
Will
I 
Make
It
Through
The 
Night?


Words Can Hurt

I always heard the saying that
sticks and stones 
may break my bones
but words will never hurt
but I learned long ago that 
it was all a lie
because words do hurt
well at least your words did
they cut me like a knife
deep down in my soul
they hurt the most 
because they came from you
every single thing you have ever called me
I will never forget
I cant ever forget
it wont go away
its lingering inside my head
it hits me every night
I sit in the dark
thinking of you
thinking of how that hurt me so much
but it was just a word
yea thats true
its the way i took it
I took it hard
my tears are silent
and those are the worse kind of tears
I only do it at night
every night
but you wouldnt know
I am hurting deep down inside
but you still wouldnt know
you can ask me all you want
my answer will always be
im okay
you just dont understand me
so why would i tell you
now I realize
that i am nothing you call me
I am more than that
but why does it hurt so much
maybe its because it came from you
a person I love so much
a person that i never thought would say it
but you did now 
I cant seem to let it go
it will always be with me
I feel so less of myself
but I will get over it
words really do hurt
especially when they came from you...

Should I Live Or Die

As a tear rolls down i dont make a sound 
i stay still i think what do i do
do i live do i die do i cry 
do i go on living this lie 
the lie i say all the time,that im okay , im fine, im happy 
but really in side im dieing 
every day i hear people say your ugly, your  weird, the rate on how pretty you are is 0 or 2, why dont you just die
life should be precous, should be fun but all it does is bring pain and sorrow 
im sitting here with a knife in my hand thinking what to do
do i keep feeling pain and cry every day 
do i stay and get called ugly and stupid and get treated like *****
or should i just end it now 
im allways getting teased and made fun of all the time 
maybe its time to end it all 
is life really worth living?

Broken Hearts, Broken Things

This Poem Was Written In Math Class Passing Notes Between My Best Friend Jess (Rain) 
And I...Its Dedicated To John Hauser And Justice Hoffman. The Savages Of Our Hearts. 
It Starts With Her And Goes To Me. B = Brooke, R = Raiin...Gottit? Awesome. Hope 
You Enjoy, We Didnt Agree On A Name But This Will Be Posted On Both Hers And Mine
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B: Looking out the window, what do you see?
    Can you see the pain you cause me?
R: A smile on my face, can you see through my lies
    I hide the pain filled tears behind hazel eyes
B: The tears fall, are you there to see them
    All you see are the lies i hide
R: Never to know the blood i cry
    Passing looks between these sighs
B: How close we are, changed our ways
    Being friends hurts the same
R: Uncomprehensible, i dont know what it means
     With every glance, smile, tear, dream and scream
B: This pain is real, my love is true
     We made one, now we are two
R: Broken apart, you say never again
     I scream in my mind, ill never be the same
B: You say that you love her, can it be real
    Have you fallen too fast, your heart did she steal
    As you did mine in that short time
R: Im wandering around, lost without you by my side
    Scared that with this cruelty my heart will die
B: I have no feeling, my blood runs cold
    The world goes dark, everything is blank
R: My frozen heart you have shanked
     im falling into day dreams now, you ask if im okay and i want to shout out
     No!!
B: Cant you see what you have been doing to me?
    You are still killing me
R: Broken till the end, and i still dont want to be, just really close friends


The Girl On the Corner

Honey, I see you
standing
waiting 
day after day

For someone to come 
love you 
and show you the way 

Your frightened 
betrayed 
cold 
confused 

With no hope 
no one
no clue 

Your shivering 
and shaking 
on a late winters night 

I just want to hug you 
love you 
protect you 
and make everything alright

But, honey you see 
I've waited for someone to show me the way
no one noticed 
asked if im okay

Im frightened 
betrayed 
I've been hurt and abused

That doesnt mean i give up 
even when im misused 

Your cold
wet 
but please understand 
pick yourself up
take someones hand 

Life will always chuck you the rocks 
Thats why you have to jump up and down in your pink socks 

To celebrate every step in time 
so you can be successful and not be left behind

For Love 11

i step from the shower
i think of u
i wrap my wet hair in a towel
i wonder about u
i sit in my favorite chair in the middle of the night
everything looks as if its in slow motion
and my heartbeat is tripled and thudding
the echo of missing u
i smoke a cigarette and look at the inactive computer screen
i make my bed, i feed the cats and i dust the bedside table
i pick up a book, but i only manage three pages 
my mind is wrapped aroung the idea of u
and its worse, i think
because i know u are out there in the world
wherever ur city sits
and u live and breathe there, while i am suffocating here
i slowly put on my makeup
hoping a few more minutes might give u the time to say "hello, i miss you too"
i need to work, and i need to fake that im okay
i take a final breath and hope my eyes wont betray me tonight
even while im taking off everything for them
im only hoping for a little something from you
even as i give them the sight of my body
i wish for u to have the feel of my heart in your hands
i struggle through the hours
minutes are quicksand that im stepping in
and every silent moment
is a knife in my chest, my throat, my gut
i haltingly lay my head onto a pillow as the sun comes up
and i  dont want to close my eyes
because there u will be, waiting, and i will remember
every smile and laugh and word
i fall into restless sleep
theres nothing to calm my heart in these times
u are too far away
u are the only remedy
i dream
i think of u
i wake 
i think of u
© Gina Young  Create an image from this poem.

Im Okay.

im okay.
im rly okay.
nothing is bothering me.
i am completely happy.
yeah i didn't get him.
but the future holds miracles.
i have amazing friends.
im loud.
& happy.
singing elmos world & zippidy doo da.
is that makes my day.
my days consist of running on pool covers,buying diapers just to pee on myself.
it may sound weird.
by its by far the best.
psha nigra.
don't be Jealous.

Signals

You're givin off signals, I cant read,
I'm so mixed up, but imma let it be.
You act one way then you act another,...
tryin to give ya your space, I don't wanna somother ya.
Do you like me or do you wanna stay just friends?
I dont know anymore, Never know whats goin on in your head.
Imma be me, you can be you,
If you want different, than you know what to do.
Im okay with friends, don't have an attack,
I made a vow to my self... I wont be the reason to hold anyone back.
Ignore what I said, I'm probably being stupid,
"just friends" for sure, anything else is but my own illusions.
Others are brainwashed with their own delusions.
Your signals, i get mixed and become unsure, 
So how can I think otherwise.... when you make it so clear?

Complete As a Failure

done with all the he said she said.
franticly in my mind.
unknowingly it helps us grow sometimes.
im complete as a failure.
leaving all feelings behind
no more hiding,
no more need to
numb to the words and the blows too.
you seeing the water falling from my eyes 
gives you power
something i completely despise
im okay with being not okay
im good at keeping my feelings away.
hid behind a door.
where you nor her can see my face anymore.
around you i walk proud,
like nothings wrong
not even a blink of an eye.
but when i get home,
i sit and i cry.
so sick of the thoughts in my mind.
wish it would all go away
the only enjoyment is when im high.
gone like the wind.
and yes there is a bulls eye,
in the middle of the target you've lately painted on my back.
i feel the burnin heat of your eyes
i've tried everything
but with you there is no comprimise

Broken Hearts, Broken Things

This Poem Was Written In Math Class Passing Notes Between My Best Friend Brooke 
And I...Its Dedicated To John Hauser And Justice Hoffman. The Savages Of Our Hearts. 
It Starts With Her And Goes To Me. B = Brooke, R = Raiin...Gottit? Awesome. Hope 
You Enjoy, We Didnt Agree On A Name But This Will Be Posted On Both Hers And Mine
[Search Brooke Snyder] Feel Free To Comment! Thanks!! =) 
                                 xo Always And Forever, Raiin 

B: Looking out the window, what do you see?
    Can you see the pain you cause me?
R: A smile on my face, can you see through my lies
    I hide the pain filled tears behind hazel eyes
B: The tears fall, are you there to see them
    All you see are the lies i hide
R: Never to know the blood i cry
    Passing looks between these sighs
B: How close we are, changed our ways
    Being friends hurts the same
R: Uncomprehensible, i dont know what it means
     With every glance, smile, tear, dream and scream
B: This pain is real, my love is true
     We made one, now we are two
R: Broken apart, you say never again
     I scream in my mind, ill never be the same
B: You say that you love her, can it be real
    Have you fallen too fast, your heart did she steal
    As you did mine in that short time
R: Im wandering around, lost without you by my side
    Scared that with this cruelty my heart will die
B: I have no feeling, my blood runs cold
    The world goes dark, everything is blank
R: My frozen heart you have shanked
     im falling into day dreams now, you ask if im okay and i want to shout out
     No!!
B: Cant you see what you have been doing to me?
    You are still killing me
R: Broken till the end, and i still dont want to be, just really close friends

Okay

im fine 
im okay
its what we all say
pretend
its a mask
but im okay

Ur Just Like the Rest

Empty inside
ripped at the seems
caught up in this fantacy
that exists in my dreams
pretending im okay
when truely i am sad
trying to make it through the day
with the memories that we had
it kills me inside
it cuts me so deep
with this pain that i have
now i cry myself to sleep
its like you dont even care
you moved on so fast
to me it seems unfair
how your just like past .....
regretful and messed up


-Spencer   dedicated to Matthew Garcia

Torn

Somewhere along the way, I became torn.

Like the page from a book,

the most important one missing.

 

I became me, who I am today,

because of being torn.

Is it too hard for you to

understand?

 

This is me, a HOLLOW shell that once

use to be full of love

and joy

and happiness.

 

Where did it all go wrong?

I ask myself the same question.

It didnt go wrong.

This was meant to be 

for me.

 

I am a human.

Made to feel what I feel.

Its okay. Im okay.

NOT really that okay

but okay.

 

Ive lived through it.

Survived.

Hurt.

Felt what it feels like to

burn inside.

 

My soul is forever searching

for that one thing 

that can bring it back

to its rightful

owner. 

 

Alone. I know this because of

choice. My choice.

My fears.

Anxiety.

Torn like that page that needs

to be found but

cant.

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