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Rio Lopez Poem
Golden star child they say.
The perfect kid they say.
The smartest in class, the best in friendliness,
Willing to help, and most importantly...
The star child.
"It's not true" I say to my friends,
Being humble, I lower my head to people.
"It hurts.." I say to myself when alone,
Wishing it would stop.
Everyday I would go to school, be happy.
Smile and greet, be praised and decline.
It's just all that.
After a tired day, I train.
Coach tells me my average is best in my grade.
I'm happy and content,
I thank the Coach for helping me to get here.
But when I get home,
I isolate.
I go to my bed, rest and think about it.
Then talk to my friends,
The only friend I consider my real friends.
"I'm lonely and weird" i say to them,
"No you're the best person we've ever met."
One says,
"With great humor!" Another butts in,
"And an amazing unhinged personality."
Another, honestly speaking.
"You may be weird but that's normal, everyone is unique"
My best friend says.
But ofcourse, in the dark there's someone out to take my place.
With hatred and wrath.
"Attention seeker, stop fishing attention"
There it is, what hurts me the most.
It's true, I seek attention.
Not only that, but also affection.
It may be the truth but it's okay,
Everyone wants affection and attention.. right??
"The golden star child.
I am perfect and humble,
I will have a leash on my collar like a golden retriever.
I'm not a star child!
I'm no where near perfect at her!
What are you all thinking?!
I'm just here.. existing under her shadow
That's why I'm alone,
Begging for attention...
But the attention I receive,
It's not the way I want it to be!!
Why can't anyone under stand that all I ask for
Is to be least average!-...."
I stop out of control, putting on a smile on my face.
"I am the golden star child, I am to listen without complaints.
I.... I'm the golden star child.. the star child.. the perfect daughter.. smart.. kind and beautiful.. i-im.. I'm......."
Tears fell, the tears overflowed the jar.
I sob yet noone sees..
"Nothing...."
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2024
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Rio Lopez Poem
As I am in pain, I write
Yet as I write I am relaxed
I can't think of what to say
Yet I have a million words stuck in my throat
I am choked by tears and words
Choked by my own thoughts
Yet such thoughts so greifful
Look so beautiful on paper
My words may not rhyme
Nor aline,
But I know in a teen heart
They know what I say
Comfort in pain
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2024
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Rio Lopez Poem
What am I looking for?
I yearn for something I have no clue of,
I wish of something I don't know..
Is it the trill of life?
The adrenaline running through my veins,
Trembling with excitement.
Or maybe the moral of life?
The lessons our days teach us,
What we harness throughout our lives.
Perhaps the freedom life can offer?
The cool breeze, guiding the way
Helping birds fly high.
Or rather the achievements one can have?
Medals and thropies, shining with pride,
Papers and pictures with you on them.
So many good things in life..
what do I truly I yearn for?
Oh my.. I forgot two more.
Has my mind been wandering this far?
I think I'm chasing for wealth!
That has got to be it!
The feeling of being able to aquire anything I sought,
The fact I can get whatever I want in just a blink!
No... that isn't it.
It doesn't have the same warmth in my heart..
Does that mean...
I'm wishing for warmth?
The warm embrace of a person I love,
Such love so pure, from all this over thinking...
Have I forgotten what it felt?..
I want to isolate myself,
I am emotionally dry..
But, with the warmth I recall..
I end up submitting to the heat,
With tears I hold back, I lean in..
Yet.. I still don't know what I want..
Not remembering how it feels..
Who am I to be sure love is what I want?
What do I long for?
What?....
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2024
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Rio Lopez Poem
I stare into the abyss
Drenched in darkness
Such astute draconianic situation
How deep it is
For pareidolia as coping mechanism
A mirk gorge
Painfully intoxicating
I like to dern in the night
Yet I seek to be in sight
I am an aonaran
A nyctophile
The aggrieving jeopardize situation
My hands darkened with what I've done
I sit in the dark
Alone
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2024
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Rio Lopez Poem
Sometimes I feel out of place, like I'm a triangle in a circle hole.
I have too much in some sides whilst I lack a bit too much at some.
It's hard to fit in a place you're not meant to be in. Especially when you're supposed to be there, just not meant to be there.
Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it's okay. Just not always, as life is like a tire, sometimes you're up sometimes you're down.
But I'm not a cylinder, I am a triangle.
If a box were to go through the same as a circle it wouldn't fit.
But sometimes a circle can go through a box hole cause they fit.
Yet a rectangle has to fix itself a bit in a way to fit into a square hole.
Even if I were to talk about this and explain it thoroughly...
Noone woukd understand that each and everyone of us is a different shape, in different situations, or holes.
I just wish I was at my correct hole..
For I'm a triangle, trying to go through a circle hole.
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2025
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I'm tired I said
I'm alone I said
Yet none matter eve though
It was a visble problem
It hurt
More than anything in the world
To know I was as small as an ant
My voice as low as a bug
I want to scream, I want to yell
And all I do is rebel
Yet, I know It makes me fall
What's the point if I'm in the deepest of waters?
Drowing and suffering?
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2024
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Rio Lopez Poem
Dreaming of color
Burned it in my mind
But then I wake up,
My hands stained raven
Looking at you now, yes you
Am I unneeded?
Am I just in the way too?
When I close my eyes,
I see a phantom,
of what I of what I could be
I can't see the simple things I'm meant to keep,
What am I supposed to be?
Forever alone and stuck
I can't escape this everlasting rain
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2024
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It's night once more,
Awake and alone,
Comfortable yet lonely,
The darkness surrounds me.
It feels nice, a bit of privacy
Having my thoughts to myself,
Hearing the light breeze outside,
Bringing me to peace.
For a bit, I forget my problems,
Rocked by the night music
Warm in my bed, I wish I could stay like this more...
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2024
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Rio Lopez Poem
Drowning in color that isn't even mine
Opening my eyes, to see I'm colorblind.
What seems to be happy, for me is grey
What seems to be blue for me is rage.
Choking, not being able to breathe,
Restrained only to be at my feet.
I stand yet not tall enough,
My words not reaching high above.
My voice is weak, my component is tough..
I have no fight, nor bluff.
In the end I'll always fail,
For I know that I am frail.
Tears falling as I write these words,
Reminded by the true harsh world.
Such low hopes, what to do?
I ask myself, knowing there's no answer to commit to...
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2024
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Rio Lopez Poem
Where did i come from?
Im stuck here pattroling bars
To feel the dying breeze
Though I've never seen the stars
I fight the hands that feeds me
To be, to live, to thrive
A borderline, a broken bridge
To exist or to survive?
To fight what I yearn for,
Something I could never do
I lack the strength, no mind and yet
I still look up to you
Copyright © Rio Lopez | Year Posted 2024
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