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Mask It With a SmileGrin.
No, not that big.
Show a few teeth...
There, that's more like it.
Go wash your face,
That's better.
Your cheeks are less flushed,
So rejoin your friends.
Someone just told a joke,
Laugh along.
Let the sparkle reach your eyes,
Now no one'll notice they're red and puffy.
"Hey, how are you?"
Tell them you're good
and re-direct the question to them.
You're too quiet,
and your mind is wandering...
Join the conversation.
Don't forget to
Smile,
Smile,
Don't forget to
Smile,
and they wont suspect a thing...

I'd rather be aloneI enter the room all eyes on me.

Side way glances as if I don't see.

I walk down the aisle and I take my seat.

This is where I'm gonna be for five days this week.

I can feel their hate from across the hall.

Those people they hate me and wish I would fall.

Unwanted is what they have always shown.

And honestly, I would rather be alone.

They tease me with their words as if it don't hurt.

They treat me as if I'm disgusting and dirt.

And sometimes I would just let it slide.

I would try to contain the feelings I hide.

I try to do my best but I really just fail.

And spectators would make up a new winding tale,

Of how my bad attitude is

Poem: Hold OnHold On

I heard you crying last night
Did you stop trying last night?
You scream there is nothing left
You say there is nothing inside

You used to fly up so high
But you fell to pieces in the sky
You let go of your faith
And threw away your dreams
Try and find something left for us

I'll turn the lights out
Sleep for tonight
I have to leave,
So goodbye
You have to face this alone
You need to build your strength
You lost faith in me
And gave up
You know there is nothing
Left of us

You say it's too late
And nothing hurts
The feelings will come
And some will burn
But some will heal
If you keep strong
You won't hurt anymo

Cheer up!I know right now you have a care

And you've done all you can to bare.

But things will work out so cheer up.

So, read this poem and fill that cup.

Don't just sit on that lonely chair,

Try to go out and smell the air.

It won't do any good to mope.

So, don't give up on love and hope.

Cheer up! Cheer up! Oh, soul so dear.

Cheer up and let go of your fears.

Don't fret for it will do no good.

So, stand up like you really should.

See all the reasons you should smile?

Be patient and just wait a while.

I'm sure all will work out somehow.

Make the most of your time right now.

Things will work for you in the end.

And keep in mind, you h

Curiosity Killed The CatThere was a girl who was rather small.
She never said much, In fact nothing at all.
She would sit by herself, all alone.
All alone, Alone with her box.

No one really knew the contents inside.
No one really knew what she had to hide.
Only she knew what we all wanted to know.
We wanted to know, Know what was inside the box.

She never seemed to let the box go.
Our curiosity seemed only to grow.
Till one gloomy day we stole it away.
We stole it away, Stole the box.

Only now was the time we began to hear.
Only now did it all seem to be clear.
That was the moment everyone knew.
Everyone knew, Knew what was inside the box.

We heard the loud beat

If my heart was made of glassI saw a shooting star and made a wish.

You ask me what it was but I gave you a kiss.

I asked you what you wished for and you said what was true.

You asked me to make a poem for you.

You told me to focus and don't lose sight

To do it with feelings, to write with all my might.

I agreed to your terms and went work.

And this is what I have given birth:

If my heart was made of glass it would be shattered in a million pieces,

Broken and cracked from your bitter-sweet kisses.

If my heart was made of glass it would be fragile but clear,

Breaking little by little because you are here.

If my heart was made of glass then it would be hard but

A Letter to No OneThe clock ticked against silence,
Upon the cemetery of a room.
Deep sighs weave through the air,
Meager warmth in compressed despair.

Moths fall prey to a musty lampshade,
An opened window to Night’s gloom.
Thoughts dance like ripples on water,
And clouds on the hiding moon.

A lullaby plays from the gentle sound,
Made by scratching pen on paper.
One story told too many times,
Is voiced from words created.

Though this time revived from lies,
A phoenix forms the ugly truth.
The pen rolls from the wooden desk,
Having served its final use.

Old dusty dolls and teddy bears,
Watched helplessly through glassy eyes.
No star showed to twinkl

DisintegrationEverything that I was built of
Has fallen to pieces
I am a decaying 18th century building
With ghosts wandering inside
And life-stained wallpaper peeling and fraying
I am empty of windows
Or the ones that have survived the plague
Are dust covered and smeared with sick memories
Music might have played in the halls once
But now there's not even an echo

The sky isn't real
So neither am I

Kit Kat Make Up Trash.your lungs fill with oxygen as you try to exhale
through clenched teeth and palms pressed over your chapped lips.
you're trying to get a hold on this confusing spasm
that makes you feel sick to the bone and high as the stars
but your wings are drenched in vomit and it seems you
can't have one without the other.

hold on to your bones for dear life and count your ribs every day
just in case one of them decided to slip out of reach.
press your heart through the glass and feel the shards sinking
into the soft flesh as it cracks beneath pressure.
scream at your broken reflection and spit out insecurities
that were inflicted upon your

Love Is Blind"Love Is Blind"

He was a world renown artist
He could play the violin
He could tell you any song
Before it would begin
He could speak many languages
So fluent off his tongue
He always kept his house clean
Before spring had even sprung
He traveled many countries
An intellectual he was
He would tinker with his watches
For reasons just because
He was a classy gentleman
So spiritual and divine
The only dilemma here
Was that he was blind
He had never seen the colors
Or the faces passing by
But you would never know this
Because he'd look you in the eye
And smile as wide as he could
A happy man he was
Still he hurt inside

Just to FeelI would cut
just to feel the pain
just to know
that my life was worth it

Every inch on my arm
every inch on my leg
I would cut
just to feel the pain deep inside

To watch the blood pour down
to cry in happiness
I would cut
just to know that I still feel

Cutting my skin
burning it completely
I would suffer in agony
just to see if I still feel

Every scar that is there
every inch that I cut
it just proves
how much my life was worth it

I would cut
just to feel the pain
to know that Im still alive
to know that I still feel

Feeling of pain
feeling of torture
I would cut
to know that I still feel
In this world...

Breaking DownSilently laying there,
Unmoving,
Still as a statue,
Save the rise and fall of her chest.

Headphones go in,
Music turns up.
Block out all noise
so she feels alone.

Eyes flutter closed,
Escape from the world.
Hands hiding face,
Hide the truth from all.

Face turns red.
Sunburn, blush
or a rising heat
with flowing tears?

Lights go out,
She has the cover of night.
And one is left pondering,
Is there something wrong?

©lonewolfpuppy

I Want To Love YouI know I'm supposed to love you.
I know deep down I do.
I hope I do.

I don't like feeling this way about you,
But so often are you nasty to me.
I'm sick of taking your abuse.
I'm sick of feeling like I'm living the same day over and over.

I want to love you,
But you make it difficult.

I want to love you,
But that isn't my feelings in my heart.

I wish that you thought logically,
Like everyone else.
It makes me frustrated.
I just want you,
To realize what's happening to me.

I need you to give me more then just money.
I need the love that hasn't been provided,
For years.
I just feel alone.

I want to love you,
But I can't.
I

Lend me a kissLend me your sweet lips
Give me a soft kiss
Stay with me till the end
Let's stop playing pretend

Don't let my heart break
Let's learn from our mistakes
I'll let your love embrace
Mend me with your lovely grace

They never leave my mind
Your cherry colored lips
The roses that I have picked
And the sweetness that one day I'll kiss

Song Writing SeaShe can't write,
Not at this time.
In a sea of silence,
She's losing her mind.

The words are flowing
out of reach.
Crashing waves,
Silencing speech.

The ocean roars
and beats the rocks.
It plays a bass
that will not stop.

She bobs on the surface
then falls underneath.
Slowly she rises,
Finding her feet.

The pencil lifts
and finds its way to her lip.
She zones out
and chews at its tip.

A lightning bolt strikes,
Her pencil flies to the page.
It scribbles crazily,
Almost in a rage.

She can't speak,
Not at this time.
In a sea of words,
She's finding her mind.

©lonewolfpuppy

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Secret KeepingI Theme;
Dark, light,
Love, hate,
Wrong, right,
Chilling weight.

II Reason;
Threats, noxious,
scary, harmful,
friendship, promise,
truthfully awful

III Decision;
Share, hide,
Do not tell.
Conceal, confide,
"secret, say farewell".

IV Result;
Burden, weight,
both shifted.
Happiness great,
Hope lifted.

Secrets Equal Gossip Secrets.
Mine, yours.
Keeping, closing, hiding.
Perhaps confide in someone?
Opening, sharing, saying.
Distrust, rumours.
Gossip.

Secrets I -Alliteration-Secrets stored,
Seldom shared,
Shrouded, sealed,
Safeguarded.

Secrets, Silence,
Scarred skin,
Sickly hearts,
Sacrifice.

So-called secure,
Sure sources...
Supposedly
Safe.

Significant secrets
struggling. Silver
Star Security
Failing.

Own self's secrets
sometimes shared.
someone's secrets
shared
Always.

I Remember YouVersion #1

Although you don't remember me, I remember you.
Your old-fashioned style,
Your pretty smile
And the dresses you wore, so blue.

Your old-fashioned style,
Staying with you.
And the dresses you wore, so blue,
Treasured by me.

Staying with you
At breakfast each day.
Treasured by me,
The memories you've lost.

At breakfast each day,
I say I'll be back to share,
The memories you've lost.
And I'll keep coming back, I swear.

I say I'll be back to share
Your pretty smile
And I'll keep coming back I swear.
Although you don't remember me, I remember you.

Version #2

Although you don't remember me, I remember you.
Your pre

LostLost in a world
Where cars rush by.
Lost in a world
Where everybody lies.

Lost in my mind,
Nothing makes sense.
Lost in my mind,
Why am I so tense?

Lost in my heart
Of love and hate.
Lost in my heart
With a broken, iron gate.

Lost behind tears,
Tears of regret.
Lost behind tears,
Now everybody's left.

Lost in this world,
I am so scared.
Lost in the world,
But nobody cares.

How?How do you do it?
How do you cope?
If you fall apart
then for us, there's no hope.

You hold it together
You're so organised.
How do you do it?
What do you advise?

...

How do I do it?
How do I cope?
I'm falling apart
But for you, there is hope.

I don't hold it together
And I'm not organised
How do I do it?
It's all a disguise.

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by ~lonewolfpuppy, Oct 17, 2012, 2:34:57 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

There's a little boy who walks to school,
Nobody knows his name.
No matter what he tries to do,
It is always the same.

He keeps up with all the trends,
He knows them inside out.
Each one he pulls off perfectly,
Even that selfie-photo pout.

Each week he brings a box of muffins,
Though nobody knows why.
He used to try and hand them out,
Now he doesn't even try.

He shares the muffins with the crows
and eats them one by one.
For consuming that much sugar,
He sure looks miserable when he's done.

He looks down at the empty box
and you see a little smile.
The crows fly off and he lies down;
They'll all be full for quite a while.

The same routine, every week,
I think so that he can pretend,
That in the year that he's been here,
He's made at least one friend.

©lonewolfpuppy

Friendlessby ~lonewolfpuppy

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Well, this is the first (I think) poem I've ever written that hasn't stemmed from my emotions (At least, not conciously) or an event that has occurred to myself or someone I know. In fact, I don't even know where this came from. I was in drama and we had muffins that we were sharing and it just sort of came to me. I almost burst out in tears because of the images and words it brought to my head. I was reluctant to write about it, so I sat on it for a few days but I couldn't forget about it. So, I wrote it out and here it is.

©lonewolfpuppy

If you like this, you should check out Who needs friends? by

His poem is absolutely amazing!

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`IrrevocableFate Feb 6, 2013 Writer

Hello! I've featured your piece here!

Stephany

~lonewolfpuppy Feb 6, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thankyou so much!

`IrrevocableFate Feb 7, 2013 Writer

You're so very welcome! ♥

~NotenSMSK Dec 21, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Now this was quite an amazing work. I like the writing. It is simple and expressive and while it is straightforward, it manages to convey a lot of emotions. The story is clear and the ending is beautifully written. Even during the work, a person can relate with the boy and why he might want to hand out muffins but probably no one takes them... I did have a problem with selfie-photo pout but I guess I shall have to ignore it

Over all a great work!

~Hermine456 Nov 14, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

this is EXACTLY how i feel at my new school...by the way i love muffins

~SilverCamelia9 Nov 10, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

The passion that burns in my soul for that little boy. How lonely it must of felt. The gut-wrecking agony of not having a single friend. A pretend friend that you cannot give share a conversation with. In short terms, how sad.

=tfxman Nov 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

ouch that is very sad. I am glad that you liked my poem and that it inspired you to write this !!!

~lonewolfpuppy Nov 10, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

I'm glad I stumbled across your poem through the

=tfxman Nov 20, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

thats cool!

*Everlasting90 Nov 3, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Aww, crow boy. Well maybe they'll do his bidding. I'd hate to be on his bad side in that case

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