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April Jones Poem
I could really use somebody
But not anybody
Someone that makes it easier to breathe
That inspires me to live
That's in tune with their inner child
That can get wild and just down right dirty
Someone who's not afraid to sing out loud with head phones in
In the middle of the crowd
Who's CRAZY and not afraid to admit it
Who likes attention
Who loves hard
And hates less
And not to heartless to forgive
They see the beauty in Everything
Careless
Stylish
And Free
I
Need
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To makes these LOUD days quite
With music blasting in my ear
That has the ability to just stare someone in the face without showing one bit of fear
Cause i care enough to be careless
To bring less ugliness and misinterpretation on to this big ole world
I need little ole me
To be something so surprising
That even i couldn't believe
To strive for success
Because i know i can be something grater then this world that I live in
Because I Am Capable at doing anything
Even becoming a better me
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Why am I infatuated with death If my heart is still pumping
Why dose it feel so real if I am still dreaming
My whole sight of reality changing
The only decision I have to make is that is it for the better
To right wrongs that were meant to stay left
Behind in the scrambled up lies that I call the past
Trying to keep them inside
Only time they come out is when I weep in the silent corners of the universe
Because I am cursed to be miserable
For the rest of my forbidden year
So if you see a tear while a smile lies on my face
Don't be discourage to say "hello" or "what is wrong"
But do not think I am a demon
When the words smothered with blood spill out my mouth
And bled a whole in to your brain
And make you question everything you think is sane and real
Have your mind spinning around in circles until You through up the truth
Because the truth is sickening
But everyone claim they are in titled to hear it
No, Because some can not handle the reason why good hearted people turn dark
Why a child screams for help but still remain helpless
In a room surrounded by people
Why people judge when they are one in the same
why people laugh at others pain
And people like me laugh at pain
Because it brings them laughter for other to think that they can in flick such thing
When pain is their only feeling/emotion
Why the sane are call crazy and the crazy are call sane
how this is just a game
It is a gamble
And there people are being picked of every second that you breathe
Because people are to anti truth and to got damn weak
Because they settle for lies because it is easier to face
and they refuse to believe that the truth will set you free
Because it will releases you from this messed up fantasy
and then you will be able to really pursue the pursuit happiness
without it falling into bits and pieces
By the lies that you were forced to believe
by the pretends or believer
that made you believe in this thing that we learned to call the American Dream
Copyright © April Jones | Year Posted 2014
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I don't know why I don't show my feelings
Sometimes i wonder if i have them anymore
Or am i just trying to even out the score
People treated me like nothing for so long
I am just trying to show them how it feels
To be broken for so long but still be afraid to admit it
To tell your self to suck it up because no one will ever get it
To cry behind close doors because if you did it in public you would be called weak
To be so terrified of people
So you skip school for weeks
Because you felt like you had no friends or no who could relate
So you shove pills down your throat because you had no more faith
Then to hold you wrist up and slice
but the pain you feel could not be refilled by a knife
To just give up on life
But worst of all to not have a clue about what you going through
To just think your crazy or different
To not know your suffering from depression
Then it turns in to aggression
And you get mad at the people around you
Because you felt like they are the ones that cause it
maybe they could of did a little bit more
cared or pay a little bit more attention
instead of thinking i was just being a normal teen
Thinking that you were just skipping school drinking alcohol and smoking weed
To not actually ask question just make up assumptions
To be crying and begging for help
and still remain help less
And that would be the best punishment of all
To match their pain with your
But you should never let you pride be to big and shallow to ask for help
But when reality hit when i when to the mental hospital and realized that i wasn't the only one going through thiis
That people could relate
And that it wasn't health to be filled with so much hate
So i changed my mind state
And learned to forgive
And when people saw me start to change i was forgiven
But i was stuck with one decision
Should i hold on to the past or forget and keep on living
Because the only thing worst that dying is realizing that you haven't lived
And i finally made my decision ... I wanted to live
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Breaking me down , With every word they say .
Breaking me down , Til i start to hate my self for being different .
Tell my self either i have to be nice or be a hoe , So this group of girls can like me or this boy but i am not being my self though ,
Following the crowd because i don't know who i am yet , Following the crowd soon i will for get ...Me .
The person i see everyday in the mirror aint me thought , She is just some basic girl trying to fit in and the only way she dose that is by pretending .
Like this is a movie and she just trying to play he part .
On the out side she looks cool , But this world is picking her apart .
She trying not to explode , But everyone thinks they know who she is but they don't .
Telling all these fake story , but when the time to confront comes they become a ghost .
They are no where to be found , But they don't know that these words are breaking her down making her hate her self .
And she's seeking for help but there is no one to help her , So she scream at the top of her lungs Help ! Help !Help , She is becoming some one else ! Help ! Help ! Help !
And she wait and she wait , But no one comes , No one because she ran the all off .
But all she can think about is what her mother told her , baby girl that mouth going to get you in to some big trouble ... !
But she never listen , This young girl caught up in the world , Not knowing what she want . Really knowing nothing at all . Realized something , That is she if started to think it might just save her life.
And she argues with her self i do think and her self answer why don't you think twice .
And when you do think why don't you think about what is going to happen tomorrow no just at that second .
Why don't you think about you future , You claim you got one but at this rate i see you not having one , I dont even know if i see you alive . Unless you can change for the better , Unless you can change .
Its not always the people AROUND you sometime the problem can be your self .
And she knew that , and after she ask for forgiveness and ask for gods help .
She stated on the journey to finding HER SELF !
-April Jones
2.28.13
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I dont like online version of this site
It sucks
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Whispers flowing across the room, secrets being told.
Laughter fills the air, feeling being hurt.
Tears fill the eyes, people hearing silent cries.
Silent cries for help, those cries grow louder.
Every time there is laughter, everyone thinking everything is just a joke.
So they poke and they poke and they poke , until that person screams.
Because those cries for help weren't working.
They always think it is funny until it happens to them.
They always thinks it is funny until they finally open their eyes.
They must be deaf because those cries , those screams for help were not heard.
They must be blind because even when they open their eyes they couldn't see that laughter lies .
They couldn't see the fake smiles, about to turn in to frowns.
They didn't see the tear filled eyes, they didn't see the hurt.
They saw NOTHING!!
And so they did nothing.
Or could they see and just didn't want to admit to anything.
They didn't want to give a "sorry"or "my bad".
They just wanted to walk away .
And act like nothing happen, like they do time and time again.
And that's were the real conflict began.
But in the end that young restless girls cries weren't heard.
They were lost behind the laughter of the ones she called friends and family.
It's crazy how smiles, words, and laughter lied.
It's crazy how them cries were never heard .
It's really funny how they never learned until it was their turn .
~April Jones~
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I will always love you
Because you are different every time you come around
Some time sweet
Sometimes bitter
Because remember i got that chipped tooth that you seem to always get to and make shiver
And i might get mad but all will be forgiven
when i was Titanic and start to weep
And under the covers you and me sweep
You stick by my side though thick and through thin
With all you different flavor i couldn't even began to remember how are relationship begun
Was it summer sun with Rocky Road
Or out side freezing (and it s snowing) with and McDonald's cone
Or was it when i feel in love when i tried you slow churned
when one bit turned in to three
And three turned in to ten
And ten turn in to the pint is already half way gone so i might as well eat the rest
Will it doesn't matter because you are and will forever be number one
Until chocolate comes around then well you pretty much know the rest
but that is why they made ChOcOlAtE IcE CrEaM
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No Longer than three mouths
My relation ship have never lasted longer than three mouths
But I have been on you from years
And I am starting to think why do I even care
But I have loved you since the beginning
And to tell you the truth my love will just grow funder because I don't see the end
See you picked me up when I was high and dry
Dusted me up and held me up with so much pride
And didn't care what people thought
As long as I was by your side
The modern day Bonnie and Clyde
Never neglected or rejected
Only promise was to change everyone's perspective
And to not be bonded with the world with the word of hate
But we just had to have faith
And be wishing for better days
The struggle didn't matter as long as was together
Always and forever is her name
It Slither across my tongue
But am I was I birthed from the sperm of the Satan because I love her
Our relationship would be the same if she was a man so what is the difference
Was my argument
When she met my parent
And the words they spitted back were pure hate
But you call your self Christians
But I read in the same bible that you study from That God Judges
And you are not god so how can you judge me if thou has sin too
And I say this what the most meaning
Who are you
Blood might be thicker than water
But wrong and wrong
And i don't care whether I love a girl ,boy , Transgender or who ever love is love
And of the day Love has no name or gender
So don't tell me who to love
If you do not know love yourself
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It hurts when you realize your the person you never wanted to be
When your smiles are just a disguise to cover a frown
When laughter just comes when it hear everyone else s
When our torn down and broken and just a depressed
And you don't know why or what happen
No specific event caused it
You happiness just got up and paused it
Your life
Now you have to think twice before you want to go hang out with friends because you don't want to be a Debby Downer
Because this pain
This pain you feel NO ONE with ever understand
It is unexplainable and you don't want them to understand
You don't Want anymore pills or a mental heath hospital bed
Or to be locked up and caged up like and animal
Like you not human
Just because they think and want to help
If you want to help me Show me LOVE
Because that is all i ever need it
Yes i have heard it
And yes i remember feeling it a few times in my life
But i want the kind of love like soldiers willing to die for this country when they give the orders
And no i am not talking about like the wars today
And talking about wars like the civil war
A single person running in to battle just with the faith that his fellow soldiers will stand behind him and not flee
Because that the kind of love i need
To have the courage to be my self and have faith the everyone will love me for it and stand behind me
To experiment on me and to know that people will except it just to have a piece of me
To cry and not be called weak
To know whether or whether not i am skinny ,fat or thick that i will be loved
Every scar ,imperfect mark, Stupid habit , lump. roll , curve,temper tantrum, will basically through everything
That i will be loved and respected for being me
Not this Hot mess that everyone has shaped and molded me to be
Me raw , No covering or attachments
And that is all i have ever what to be
And even thought i am still searching
i want to know and be sure at the end of my journey you will love me (who ever that person might be)
And i will do the same for you
To my readers i am a young poet , if you read my last poem you will know i am 15 this is me. .i wrote this poem because i just woke up
Feeling like writing but i was to afraid of what people might think. Angered with my self i put it in my head that i would
do this and not care i am proud of my work whether you like it or not. Much love goes to all my viewers
and i hope you comment they mean a lot to me,
~April
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21st Century
Tick tock tickety tock
I sit and watch as every second goes by
Waiting for an end to all this madness
Our generation is more ****ed up than any other by a long shot
In our generation it is normal for a girl to get pregnant at 13 because she started having sex at
12 year old girls looking grown as hell having sex with 23 year old men
Girls being trained on by boys and them thinking it is nothing wrong with it are you serious
I said to the 13 year old boy walking drown the street screaming I got plenty thots while he sings along to a song preaching gang violence
While he skips school
Brothers killing brothers
Men killing children when will this bull**** come to an end
I thought inside my head as I watched another mother walk into a clinic to murder a baby that she said she wasn’t ready for
And I thought how could you not be ready for a baby
But be ready to have sex take responsibility for your actions
I think in my head as I see our young and old people on trial
Claiming that they are innocent
Knowing damn well that they are guilty
Slam
There goes the gavel
Another life lost up in the system I am ashamed
I ponder as I saw another talented person waste a gift God gave them work a job that they hate just to make good pay (laughing)
But what they don’t know is money is the root to all evil haven’t you seen the signs
I say to the people about to commit suicide
People don’t like or hate on you because you are different
Embrace it don’t kill it
Because like Tupac said they win when your soul dies baby don’t cry keep your head up
I say to the children in abusive homes
And I say **** you to the rapist, abuser, murders, molesters, and devil worshipers just to name a few
Y’all are not worth the dust God spent on you
Y’all the reason why people are constantly watching over their shoulder
Scared to live scared to breathe
You’re the reason why people like me are cautious of every step that they take
Because y’all deny the room to make one simple mistake
Because y’all are the people we call family and friends
Y’all who they call 21st century
We suppose to stand for something
Cause if we don’t we fall for nothing
It’s like we just close our eyes and act like nothing is happening on the other side
But what we need to do is stop acting blind and open our eyes
Because there are problems all around
We need to stop acting dumb, foolish, and like cowards and speak up and make a change
Because what we do today is the example we make for those that are coming after us
So ask yourself is this about you or our generation?
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