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Erica Onwude Poem
Mirror mirror on the wall
Please tell me why I always fall
When I try to do something that will build me up
Then suddenly lose motivation and zeal for it all
So many pursuits were met halfway
I tried to learn skills but procrastination domes my way
Or suddenly I'm swamped with other responsibilities
And when I'm ready to go back, people have already gone far
When I look at my reflection what I see
Is a failing hypocrite starting back at me
People think I'm so smart and so put together
They don't know what burns underneath my sweater
I wish I could be easier on myself
And take things one step at a time
But with the way things are going
I can only feel peace with God by my side
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Thank you
To the teachers that endured my troubles and wiles
And witnessed my tears and dark times
To the friends that advised me
To escape my pain with a smile
To the teachers who taught and guided me
In both the educational and moral aspects of life
And made sure I excelled
In every written and academic strife
This school helped me to learn to appreciate
All the letters that a book makes
My friends inspired me to have an inner mind
And gave me a better outlook on life
And to that, I say thank you for all my sweat and tears
That made me strong enough to face my fears
Thank you for all the joyous moments and smiles
All of you made my stay in this school worthwhile.
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Being a teenager sucks
Why did i have to grow up
All of the moods swings and all the voices
Saying i can never keep up
Sometimes i hate my mind
It discourages me most of the time
If i ever want to achieve something
I’ll usually be out of time
My feelings make me confused
I cant find a suitable muse
To give me inspiration
Or match my outrageous views
Sometimes I’m really afraid
I think i might be insane
Turning to soliloquy
When I’m frustrated with my ways
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To all the kids that had it rough
That when you were behind your home's walls, things got tough
Hearing your parent's screams bounce off the walls.
Listening through the cracks, their spiteful words making you fall
To all the kids that love the most
Even though they weren't given an example at home
Seeing shattered plates and broken bones
You couldn't tell anyone, you were so alone
To all the oldest siblings that had to be strong
and shield your younger siblings from the terrors on your home turf
You didn't even get to be a child
At a young age, you were no longer naive and in denial
To all the kids that remembered everything
All the scars inflicted and all the tears shed
All your screams and cries are muffled by the pillow in your bed.
All the words you wanted to shout out but were left unsaid.
I am so sorry for what you went through you didn't deserve it the least.
You were only a child supposed to have good memories within reach
But what was exposed to our fragile bodies and mind
Might haunt you till the end of time.
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The bruises and burns
From her cooking and washing pots and pans
Her former hands, so dainty and soft
Have now become coarse and calloused
Scars from knives on her hands and her thighs
Cuts from slicing dicing and splicing
Several produce and foods to provide nourishment for you
Yet you disregard her efforts and don't appreciate her when due
Wives, daughters and sisters everywhere
We were always seen as the 'weaker sex'
But we rose and fought our best
To be admired and looked upon with respect.
We succeeded and made the world realise
That women aren't only knowledgable kitchen-wise
We have gifts talents, achievements and dreams
Which makes the world better more than. those can believe.
Happy Women's day to all my wonderful females
We are worth more than rubies and are as competent as the males
I'm proud of all of you for the battles you fought
Let your smile shine brightly like a beacon come forth.
Happy Women's Day
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The stars look beautiful tonight
Little flecks of diamonds shining bright
Usually, Pollution in cities dulls their might
And makes us not see the beautiful tiny pieces of white.
Glittering flecks that fade in the sunlight
And God flicking silver in the sky when day turns to night
Those beautiful stars, little sources of light
That shines so brightly in the absence of sunlight.
The sun is also a big beautiful star
Shining its wonderful glorious light from afar
Giving us warmth when things seem not up to par
As long as there is light in the sky, you can still go far.
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Teenagers just love baggy clothes
It covers secrets we don't want people to know
Secrets of our bodies that we despise
That plague our minds each day and night.
When we look in the mirror each time we wake
Our heart is filled with so much hate
Asking questions like 'How come I haven't lost weight' or 'look how thinner I am today'
Damn it why do we always want the body that other people hate?
But baggy clothes provide an escape
A way to hide our forms and curves.
With it, nobody notices the extra added weight
Or what was lost before that day
Baggy clothing provides a rest
For teenagers who hate exposing what they think is not the best
To wrap us around and dispel our loathing
For what can't be hidden in tight clothing.
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Why can't my mind be a blank space
Be empty of all the self-hate.
Why can't my brain just not care
When I'm treated worse for wear.
All feelings do are drag you down
A rabbit hole of anger and harm
I just want to feel numb to it all
And try not to care any more.
'Why are you sad?' They ask
'Just cheer up,' they say
Wow as if I haven't tried that anyway.
As if I am not trying to be sane
When I'm down and feel depressed
It's my emotions I'm forced to repress
It's my feelings I try to hide
To avoid being called selfish for feeling almost dead inside.
I can't even tell anyone
About how I feel or I'll be left undone
So to avoid that I force myself to hide,
Hide how I feel, blank space blank mind
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Mostly the discarded voice
Who is never noticed
That is never heard
Who is mostly ignored like a lone bird
Always the sidepiece
Never the centre
Usually forgotten
Barely remembered
Heartbroken
Voice cracked
Choices regretted
Face draught
Usually replaceable
never indispensable
Barely needed
Always preceded
Maybe I am selfish
For wanting to be cherished
For wanting to be adored
Wanting to be put before.
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Alone
She was always alone
Making a shield out of her phone
Alone
So alone
The feeling engraved into her bones
Maybe it's because she doesn't act normal
She's not insane
But there are so many things in her brain
That makes her act out to escape
Even with others
She doesn't feel among
She's like a lone bird
Singing the broken melody of a sad song
So many thoughts run through her head
Thoughts she think people said
Every time she takes a walk
She thinks everyone just wants to talk
She says 'hello' and tries to smile
But she's just awkward and silly and feels so vile.
Maybe she's just overreacting
About the gaping hole that fills her chest
That she may never be with the others
And be loved by the rest.
She knows someone out there who loves and acknowledges her
And she loves them too
But some days are just hard
And filled with so much sorrow and rue.
I know this poem doesn't make sense.
It's not neat or organized like the rest
It's messy and lonely and runs through the lines
Of a blank page or document
Goodnight
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