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Average Person Poem
Do what I must,
To keep him happy,
To please him,
Feed his hunger,
Don’t mess up,
Don’t flinch,
Let him touch me,
Smile now,
Hold back your tears,
It’s just once,
Right?
Maybe just once
Copyright © average person | Year Posted 2023
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Average Person Poem
Talking as you do in herds,
Behind my back,
With your words,
You attack,
Say what you want about my hair,
Is it because I’m not fair?
Yeah, that’s right,
I too can write,
I too can write,
About the things you do,
With your words you bite,
You know I can hear too,
But it doesn’t matter,
The things you do or say,
It’s not you I need to flatter,
I’ll show you one day,
One day
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Average Person Poem
Eventually,
I get everything I want,
Even if my list goes endlessly,
But now,
In this moment,
All I want
Are ur arms,
Ur hands,
Ur eyes,
To be mine to look at
I want something,
That I can't have
And it hurts
Like crazy
To fall asleep,
With u beside me,
So I won't have to pretend,
Or dream,
That you were here
To escape
This wretched,
Twisted reality,
With you by my side,
All I want...
All I ever want
Since the moment
I fell in love with
Your humble
Crooked little smile
Was you,
I won’t get that now,
Will I?
But hey
i don't stop,
Until i get what i want,
And i’v never wanted
something more than you
Copyright © average person | Year Posted 2024
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Average Person Poem
Blink your tears away,
Walk off the sadness,
Swallow the sickening feeling,
Dust yourself off,
Get back up,
This time,
Stay on you feet,
Shoulder yourself,
Past the word they throw at you,
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Average Person Poem
The flaws,
The way that my shoulders are broader than they need to be,
So that the small, tight tops never fit right,
So that I look muscular,
“Like a man,” my mother says,
The way my nose is a little too big for my face,
And my thighs are bigger than they need to be,
Where my skin is darker in some places than others,
How the acne scars cover my back,
The way the discolored birthmark marked its place,
In the dead centre of my back,
Or how I have a small black mole on the bottom of my right foot,
And one on my right, ring finger to match it,
A mole so small,
That you could mistake it for the numerous pen smudges on my hands,
How my nails are uneven,
And have little white marks on them,
How the nails on my right hand are tinted yellow,
How my chin wrinkles when I smile,
And when I smile,
I display my misshapen teeth,
For the world to see,
These I call flaws,
The imperfections,
What makes me different from the rest of them,
No worries because,
No one can even see past that,
That’s what makes me different,
The flaws
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Average Person Poem
The things I Wouldn’t Give
The things I wouldn’t give for you to be here with me,
This beautiful autumn,
To fill the silence with your sweet, sweet voice,
Speaking over nothing that really matters,
All that does is that you’re with me,
The things I wouldn’t give to be in your arms,
This frozen winter,
No one here to warm my hands but you,
To share a mug of hot cocoa,
Chocolate stains your upper lip,
Flirtatious giggles all around,
Both of us under one blanket,
The things I wouldn’t give to hold your hands,
The following spring,
Even as the animals look for a mate,
You can watch the tulips grow with me,
With it, grows my love for you,
The things I wouldn’t give to gaze into your eyes,
When the summer finally comes,
The days so long, lazy, and lucid,
We can play ball, and go to the beach,
Build sand castles,
Our hands covered in sand,
Yet interlaced together,
And all that matters,
Is that I’m holding your hands,
And looking into your eyes,
The things I wouldn’t give
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Average Person Poem
Typing away poems
For a man who ironically
Doesn’t even like reading
Typing away poems
When I should be talking
To him instead
Typing away poems
Confusing minds
More than one
Typing away poems
Because I feel sorry
For walking away
Copyright © average person | Year Posted 2024
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Average Person Poem
I’m Staring blankly out a window
Ask even now, and i can tell you every detail
About the dark atmosphere around,
Fuzzy socks on and drawstrings pulled tight
Counting down the minutes till it strikes ten
In a sketchy motel lobby
Phone to my ear
And my breath slow, cold
I recount to you
How the day has passed
And tell you something
Something so odd
That you can’t quite place
I say
“I can see beautiful things again”
And it's so unconnected
You don’t see much of it
Baby,
You don't know
how much that means to me
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Average Person Poem
If You’re Here With Me
If you’re here with me,
We will walk down the road,
Hand in hand,
Trading glances in code,
If you’re here with me,
We can go to the movies,
Sitting in the last row,
Do whatever you please,
If you’re here with me,
We could kiss,
Even small peck,
I’ll never forget this,
But come lets face it,
You are not here,
And neither am I,
Here will never exist my dear
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Average Person Poem
No One By My Side
Today I woke early,
To see the sun rise,
And so I threw on a scarf,
And came outside,
Now I walk alone,
No one by my side,
The air is chilly,
And my hands are cold,
Yet I still walk alone,
No one by my side
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