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Best Poems Written by Angelica Tao

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Mental Cage

After the phones retire-

The guards will begin to conspire.

Paranoia’s bliss. 

Is replaced by my first night’s kiss. 

And the howling that used to be kept at bay-

Circulates these evil halls as night follows day. 

I am now too tired to flail.

I refuse to scream for help, for they will keep me longer in this jail. 

But once I am free, this place I will grieve.

Even though they are the ones who deceive. 

Take my possessions- all except hope!

The first glistening I’d felt, like water that finds soap-

Is now glaring through the fog of the past. 

All those years of wishes being cast…

I shall cry to all those years of lost freedom. 

I never thought that in this cage would be my least lonesome. 

To everyone in here who wants to follow-

There is more in this life, than this depression that is hollow!

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The Harder Part of Me To Hide

I guess depression is the easier choice. 

Rather than feel a hope that allows me to rejoice. 

I suppose everyone just wanted me to be aware-

Of the pointlessness of my life- I’m supposed to despair!

For a moment in time there was a final day of peace. 

After those weeks of sleepless nights, it was like I was frozen in ease. 

Until the fingers snapped in front of my face. 

And my angry family was ready to take my new memories to erase. 

So that I could go back to being tethered.

And hope would no longer tempt me like a feather. 

They just don’t want me to have more pieces to hide. 

Goodbye happiness- I know you tried.

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Kindness

Seeds touch fingertips. 

Are not crushed, as weeds can be. 

Tolerance for growth.

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A Letter To Them

Please leave me alone!
Please stop punishing me. 
I said I am unwilling.
To be placed in your uncaring hands. 
It’s as if you think I don’t have feelings. 
As if my odd behavior makes me inhuman. 
I have been obedient. 
Since being possessed by you. 
So please learn compassion. 
As I have learned isolation.

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See You Soon

Like a painting.
Almost the same thing,
Except not so flat.
And more than that-
Blooming effortlessly.
As if by destiny.
But its true fate,
Is for its beauty to abate.
That is what happens to an eclipse.
After a moment, time will elapse.
Colors that move on.
Feels like waking up at dawn.
This afternoon,
Is not full of doom.
Just a moment of shade.
Harkening a halo of jade.
Thank you sun, thank you moon.
We hope to see another show soon!

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Howling

My writing gets wavy and I bet it would annoy some perfectionists out there.

I’m annoying but I don’t care right now.

They hate me, so I write about that too.

The tree outside is weird and funny and bouncy.

So I scribble a tree and the tree has a face.

So I look outside again, and the tree is talking to me.

I’m alone and talking to this tree.

I’m in my room and I sleep here sometimes.

But tonight, sleep seems silly and far away.

Stretching out my words.

Ohhh, 

Or awww!

Or owww!

Howling in my room.

Until my mom hears my song and opens my door.

She’s angry.

I turn the light low but never off.

And write about that too!

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Sorry

Sorries don’t last forever. 

I thought being rational was being clever. 

My behavior was biting and crude. 

There is no power in being rude. 
 
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The Voices and I

If only there was something left in me to confess…

But there are no secrets, only guilt. 

If only there was someone left to wait for…

But the wait is the only thing keeping me alive. 

If only there was something left to escape…

But the voices aren’t worth escaping. 

No, they really aren’t.

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Ego Death

No one is listening. 

They are trying to placate me. 

It’s all so simple…

But whenever I try to explain-

It feels like it could take forever to get them to understand. 

So now I’m panicking because it will take my whole life to explain and they don’t understand and they don’t even believe me…

I am now on a mission.

To condense all this knowledge. 

To save the world. 

They are pretending to be confused. 

Asking questions.

To confuse me?

I promise, I know everything!

I don’t have time for questions right now. 

Please wait for my answer.

I have the rest of my life to figure this out.

Which is not enough. 

As the days pass-

I start to be unable to remember…

Except for the mission, which is still clear. 

They are saying to rest. 

But I don’t have much time. 

So here I am, just talking and talking, afraid to stop. 

Hoping I can pass on my message. 

Is this what dying is?

Suddenly having all the answers…

Suddenly having all the knowledge of the universe…

Now they are surrounding me. 

My mom is saying how much she loves me. 

The doctors are telling me to close my eyes.

Sigh.

I could have saved the world. 

Now I’m starting to feel dizzy…

The room is blurring. 

I guess my life was supposed to have a purpose after all.

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Spring Cleaning

Spring cleaning always starts on some random day.

Realizing that winter has piled up in my home. 

When the windows finally open. 

The breeze seems to want to take me away. 

For a moment, I am mesmerized by what exists in that threshold. 

Placing my hand on a dirty windowsill. 

Feeling the dusty curtains for a moment. 

Then gently shutting the window. 

To search the depths of the closet for the window cleaner. 

On that random spring day.