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Natasha Ann Poem
Every day I go on Facebook to check on my wall, I just stare and wonder if I even know you people at all.
I go on Twitter to tweet a tweet, then on Instagram to share a random picture of my feet.
I post just about the most ridiculous things, including what I wear and what I eat.
I can't stand my page being blank and white, so I come up with a funny story, whenever I can't think of anything else to write.
If I'm really bored I might check out someone else's page instead, to post a rude comment about something they said.
I don't hang out with a lot of friends, but according to the internet, I have over a hundred and ten!
This is everyone's routine day by day, as we check posts, and secretly call each other names as we pass in the hallway.
We no longer have genuine compassion; instead we get straight to the point, something I like to call bashing.
We think it's normal to yell "Amy's having a baby and Mark is going crazy!"
Texting is another great hobby, I just got a message calling Amy a ****, and Mark's girlfriend a complete nut.
We call this our way to connect, but society is turning into a wreck.
Social media helps us to keep in touch, but I think it's the reason we haven't slept much.
Sometimes I stay on my phone till 4 in the morning, but who needs sleep anyways?
That’s boring!
The internet is such a time consumer.
Its fast pace has even caught up to the late bloomers.
I think I’m going crazy; I can hardly go a day.
I wonder if other people are this way.
It’s such a distraction while I’m supposed to be doing homework.
But keeping up with all these statuses is already enough work.
You can find EVERYONE on Facebook!
From aunts to uncles and about a million girls named Brook.
Some people write about the most interesting things,
Including their relationships which have no strings.
Reminds me of Anita,
So easy to please, seems charming and wise, but easy for all the guys.
Meanwhile, Sammy is bullied until she sits there and cries.
Our eyes are glued to the screens that only causes affliction,
Welcome to social media, the world's latest greatest addiction.
Copyright © Natasha Ann | Year Posted 2013
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Natasha Ann Poem
Inspiring lyricist to many,
His rhymes are extremely varied,
at first I thought he was crazy, but in his stories I saw me,
trying to escape, always trying to make things right a little too late,
but remind yourself to never listen to the hate.
When you feel it, it' almost hard to believe it, you're probably destined for nothing less than great.
Then the pressure adds,you feel no other emotion besides to get mad,get loud,
I'm simply losing my cool, called a fool for losing my sense of humor because i decided to like school.
Just like him, I did it for me, I wanted to get clean, my addiction was any drink containing some henny.
I no longer wanted to limit my abilities.
Life though seems longer,slower, and rougher but now I can remember life itself.
Now I see me.
There is beauty filled with insecurities, welcoming warmth,but a predators attack towards anyone who want to question me.
Painful past, fake ass home, it's like I was taught to put on some kind of show, but i refuse to take part in that anymore.
Just like him I'm discovering my roots, who I am along with all the truth.
Copyright © Natasha Ann | Year Posted 2013
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So depressed,
maybe even a little stressed,
heart beats completely out of my chest,
but why?
I can't the image out of my head,
I rest head in my bed, restless, all night Oh i'm so breathless,
I cry..
This inflicted, conflicted pain, may come from within me,
but it started with you.
Something so bittersweet, often lies through your teeth,
that's what you fed me.
Stay true, is what I said to you, even this action was cruel.
In this private world, I'm all alone
I don't like how it hurts.
Completely isolated myself from the world,
it's been days since I answered my phone.
Am I hurt, or did I receive what I was worth?
Dwelling on the past is my stress,
I cant move on, I'm definitely depressed.
Insecurities building on me, with your manipulation and painful memories.
I seize to believe this is my life's destiny,
I need a revision,
What exactly is this thing we call living?
I forgot good times, I let in the bad.
Being me, living life, freely, positive intensity,
it made made you mad.
Innocent girl learned how to live a lie,
life passed by,learned how to fake a smile and cry inside.
I need a lift, a need to rejuvenate,
I need to release this hate, at this rate, I hope I'm not too late.
Overly emotional, this experience..hurt my physical, mental, well- being
Who could cause so much pain, was it just me?
How could your aggression, and obsession allow me to numb the delight from life.
I neglect the light,the love, the girl, who once knew how to live.
She was wonderful, highly intellectual, and oh so beautiful,
Now she's evidence of physical,emotional damaged work from the palm of your hands.
Completely broken,maybe even for good.
Copyright © Natasha Ann | Year Posted 2013
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Why cant i see what hes done to me?
torn me completely..
Always says things so disrespectfully.
Takes me then leaves me, and only mentions love occasionally.
Says he cant make it because of work,
only to lurk for other girls.
I thought he was the greatest person in the world,
until there came these last words,
" I'm sorry i cheated i really am,
but i decided i the only way i can be a man is to leave you, since I'm becoming a dad."
Denial leaved me shook for years, but why can't i see what he's done to me even though I'm still shedding tears..
Copyright © Natasha Ann | Year Posted 2012
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when someone yu love is no
longer here,
life changes in a way we
almost fear,
family gets older and only
treating eachother colder,
only thing left is to find an
empathetic strangers shoulder
the emotions of a great loss
especially the inspirational
must all leave one day to the
greater place above us .. only
to remember them as
sensational, the lust of a loss..
Copyright © Natasha Ann | Year Posted 2012
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It's like this strange feeling hit me almost instantaneously,
for a while, I felt nothing but insanity in my life,
and ongoing tragedy, of a young girl, trapped in the wrong world.
But suddenly, it all seems so clear to me,
I can be free from fear, no more tears, or the slightest thought of another nightmare.
It was such a dark phase, not a dark life,
I'm so thankful that I can finally see the light.
I don't need someone to make me feel happy,
I should have seen it sooner, there's no need for me to suffer any longer.
Honestly, it's a brand new me, I feel clean, shiny, the world is so serene.
All of a sudden it hits me now, I should live life in the present,
and forgets all of the resentments.
All of a sudden it me, this is my life..isn't it somehow lovely?
Copyright © Natasha Ann | Year Posted 2013
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