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Le Stress Dans L'Education

I cannot stress enough how much this stress is stressing me out 
Stresssssssssssss
Extra stress on the last S
Because it just became unbearable
Bearing depression and anxiety in his arms, shirt tucked and hair combed to the T
Mr. Education System waltzed into my life and
Introducing himself as Mr. E
See what i thought was teeth in his smile
Was actually deciet and for a while
I was fooled.
So when he introduced me to his older brother S
And his younger sister A
I was excited because they seemed cool
And this was the beginning of my big mistake

I'm in form 1 now and everywhere I look I see a new face
New work, new teachers and everything at a new pace
So I pace myself
But I'm here to confess
The entire year I was frozen in work like a bust
But I managed to adjust
And somehow past my first end of year test

I'm in form 2 now and I just found a new clique
Cuz the entire class just divided and apparently you have to be cautious where you speak
So I stressed over finding me a group
A group where I belong because I'm in form 2 now 
And a social life determines whether you weak or strong

Oh finally I'm in form 3 and introduced to Ms. NCSE
I never felt stress like this before
I don't even know what breakfast is anymore
I just wake up and drink tea cuz
This school thing changed my appetite to an appetighter
Destroying my body allnighter after allnighter after allnighter

In form 4 I learnt in order to get success you must first get depressed.
And so I made school my drug and I made sure I got hooked.
See I'm constantly crushed under everyone's high expectations for me when the only thing higher is my stack of books.
Studying 30 hours a day but aren't there only supposed to be 24?
I can't take this school thing anymore
I go to class and cry at the door
I'm sore. 
Mentally and financially because every term is a new list
But ofc I'm buying it because I turn those pages into chains and shackles and secured them around my ankles and wrists
I'm not even going address form 5 because I was dead inside for most of it.

I survived it all just to gain Mr. E's approval
I got all my passes and now suppsed to be finalizing my removal 
But I pause
And i sign up for form 6
Because I'm hooked to this lifestyle that's way too broken to fix
I'm standing and looking at my life from now to way back when I used to dance in drapes
Mentally readying myself for my new inamorata Ms. CAPE

Copyright © Leo Collinsii | Year Posted 2018



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Le Stress Dans L'Education

I cannot stress enough how much this stress is stressing me out 
Stresssssssssssss
Extra stress on the last S
Because it just became unbearable
Bearing depression and anxiety in his arms, shirt tucked and hair combed to the T
Mr. Education System waltzed into my life and
Introducing himself as Mr. E
See what i thought was teeth in his smile
Was actually deciet and for a while
I was fooled.
So when he introduced me to his older brother S
And his younger sister A
I was excited because they seemed cool
And this was the beginning of my big mistake

I'm in form 1 now and everywhere I look I see a new face
New work, new teachers and everything at a new pace
So I pace myself
But I'm here to confess
The entire year I was frozen in work like a bust
But I managed to adjust
And somehow past my first end of year test

I'm in form 2 now and I just found a new clique
Cuz the entire class just divided and apparently you have to be cautious where you speak
So I stressed over finding me a group
A group where I belong because I'm in form 2 now 
And a social life determines whether you weak or strong

Oh finally I'm in form 3 and introduced to Ms. NCSE
I never felt stress like this before
I don't even know what breakfast is anymore
I just wake up and drink tea cuz
This school thing changed my appetite to an appetighter
Destroying my body allnighter after allnighter after allnighter

In form 4 I learnt in order to get success you must first get depressed.
And so I made school my drug and I made sure I got hooked.
See I'm constantly crushed under everyone's high expectations for me when the only thing higher is my stack of books.
Studying 30 hours a day but aren't there only supposed to be 24?
I can't take this school thing anymore
I go to class and cry at the door
I'm sore. 
Mentally and financially because every term is a new list
But ofc I'm buying it because I turn those pages into chains and shackles and secured them around my ankles and wrists
I'm not even going address form 5 because I was dead inside for most of it.

I survived it all just to gain Mr. E's approval
I got all my passes and now suppsed to be finalizing my removal 
But I pause
And i sign up for form 6
Because I'm hooked to this lifestyle that's way too broken to fix
I'm standing and looking at my life from now to way back when I used to dance in drapes
Mentally readying myself for my new inamorata Ms. CAPE

Copyright © Leo Collinsii | Year Posted 2018

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You'Re Not My X, You'Re My Y

you're not pretty
you're not beautiful
you're not the center of the universe
you're not favored
no...not anymore.

-L. Collins

Copyright © Leo Collinsii | Year Posted 2016

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Skvpegdkshts

oh..
I'm sorry

-Leo Collins

Copyright © Leo Collinsii | Year Posted 2016

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Starts With D, Ends With H

How many nights has your pillow had to soak up your river of tears and comfort you with it's delicate body against your trembling cheeks?
How many paragraphs have you spent countless hours thinking of and countless minutes tying just to delete it all, never to reach it's destined owner?
How many dresses have you tried on just to take off and go force yourself to regurgitate? 
How many soulless shells have walked into your life, filled it with empty promises and broken forevers and then leave like they never knew you?
Aren't you tired my son? Aren't you weary my daughter?
come into my arms let me give you rest.
rest your groundlessly beating heart and dull soul that hopes without certainty.
Come, my child, I will give you rest
a sleep that would last eternity.

-L. Collins

Copyright © Leo Collinsii | Year Posted 2017



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They'Re All the Same

THEY'RE ALL THE SAME
I wonder if...
i gave myself a ring
took myself on dates
kiss myself to sleep at nights
give myself gifts
treat myself like the world
trust myself with my whole heart
be my own wife to be
then maybe i would finally found someone...
...
nah, the way shit been goin', looks like..
even I would play me.

-L. Collins

Copyright © Leo Collinsii | Year Posted 2016

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Evol

That's her;
that's my baby.
Right there.
Can you hear it?
The sound of heaven touching earth.


-L. Collins

Copyright © Leo Collinsii | Year Posted 2016

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Suppression of Depression

How many times have you typed "I'm okay" while crying?
How many nights have you had to
turn over your pillow because one side is soaked from tears?
How many times did that razor make sweet love to your wrist
bearing an offspring called blood?
How many times did he tell you he loved you and
you believed it because love blinded you?
Or How many times have she told you she loved you
but it being a broadcasted message to multiple phones?
And multiple hearts...
So why chastise me when I simply throw mine away..
wouldn't you?
-L. Collins

Copyright © Leo Collinsii | Year Posted 2016

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L'Amour De Soi

Her self esteam was so low
Her heart was covered in wrinkles
No I'm not gonna sugar coat this
I'm not gonna coat it in sprinkles
You think it was fun?
The fact that she spent most of her days on both knees 
So that one day the man can kneel on one?
You think this is right?
The fact that every time she saw her complexion
Her skin was riddled with stripes? 
This is real life.
Her self esteem was so low
That she took away the soil and water 
So her confidence couldn't grow
Just for a strange man to come plant a seed of his own?
Not everyone gets a fairytale ending.
Not everyone gets the castle and no limit on their spending
Not everyone can think and see water bending
Not everyone has water, so they go to those that lending.
Her self esteem was so low
And so it seems
But maybe one day her confidence will catch one of those beams
Of light with a little soil and feed on some dreams 
And might just blossom into a whole new she 
Her confidence wasn't that low
No not anymore
And no matter how society tried
It refused to go back to the floor
Believe me, I don't mean to digress but
Her stripes went from zebra to tigress
self worth went from $10 to priceless
Who knew she could be so fierce?
Who knew?

Copyright © Leo Collinsii | Year Posted 2018


Book: Reflection on the Important Things