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Alone

 

So many people running around the place

So wrapped up in their own petty little lives

To even take the time to stop and notice her.

She’s  hurting

And no one even stops in the hustle and bustle to see

Even in a world full of so many people,

 

She’s alone

 

Journal

 

All of my life I waited.

Searching for something more.

What am I looking for?

What is there to wait for?

Who is waiting with me?

Will you?

Will You wait with me?

Can you help me find my release?

With one single stroke of the blade...

the crimson wave of relief is now upon me.

I pour my fears, secrets, and anger into you.

You are my friend.

My only friend.

Who else is there to trust?

I know you won't tell...

That's why I tell you

And no one will EVER know...

 

 

Just Can’t

I watch him everyday

When he’s hanging with his friends

When he curves his lips to smile at a joke someone just told

 

Skin like mahogany

Eyes like chocolate

Lips like honey

A forbidden fruit to me

 

He notices me and smiles.

He gives me a hug and I feel safe.

 

“What’s up best friend?” he asks.

 

My heart sinks

 

Because I know that

 

I just can’t stay just friends

 

Much longer

 

This is for:

 

The one who I go to for comfort

The one I go to for strength

The one on whose shoulder I cry on

The one whose lips I love to kiss

The one who can make me smile

The one who can dry my tears

The one who can tear me down

The one who can make me cry

The one who can build me back up

The one I can see myself in with forever

The one who can count on me

The one that can trust me with his problems

The one I love

 

Unwanted

No matter what,

No matter how hard I try,

I just can’t seem to get through to you.

You ignore my existence

 

I reach out to you,

But you push me away

 

All I want is to be loved

Held

Cared for

 

To hear that you love me

 

You’re so close to me, yet so far away

 

I guess I’ll just never have

 

A Father

 

My Vision of America

 

The kids who have the gauged ears

With navels and nipples pierced

And spike their hair and wear

The clothes

With holes

And earn the stares and glares

From

Little old ladies who jump to conclusions

And they think to themselves and make up false illusions

That

They have a right to fear

And they believe the lies they hear

And they think it’s very

Scary

That they are the ones who are going to be running America

And they fear for little Brad and sweet little Erica

That they will join this group of Rockers

And that’s almost worse than joining the hip hoppers.

 

The hip hoppers

The kids in baggy jeans

And oversized white tees

And all about the bling bling

Money ain’t a thing

And smoking this

And drinking that

And running around while you’re waving a gat

And they fear that they thing there’s nothing wrong with that.

And here

They still fear

That they are the ones who are going to be running America

And they fear for little Brad and sweet little Erica

That they will join this group of hip hoppers

And that’s almost worse than joining the rockers

 

But it’s all a stereotype you see

Cause a rapper and a rocker both reside in me

They both have a vibe that breathes inside me

And it won’t die in me

So you have to try and see

That the images you see

On MTV

And BET

 

Are whacked.

And you can’t see that

It’s all about expression

So you should all learn the lesson

That everyone is an individual mystery

Apart of their own personal history

 

In my vision, there IS no common man,

Just the poor getting poorer and the rich don’t give a damn

And

The president is too busy

Sending our boys to die

And to the country all he does is lie

And he’s

Too busy worrying about weapons of mass destruction

To worry about the destruction

That Katrina caused

And if everyone took a second to pause

 

And look

No, really look

And don’t think about

What they say in those books

Cause it’s all a warped lie

So I’m not gonna try

To yell or scream

Or try to tell you what I mean

Cause people die and bleed

To get to this country

To try and pursue

A false American dream.

 

Dear Dad

 

Dear dad

Everything’s goin good.

I’ve made it to 11th grade

I don’t drink

I don’t smoke

I don’t have sex

I respect my mother

I’m kind to my brother

I’m nice to others

I’m a good person

And yet, you still aren’t around.

You send $40 dollars a week

And you know it’s not enough.

You don’t call

You don’t write

You don’t email

You don’t visit

At all

What did I do wrong?

Don’t you love me?

Why don’t you visit me?

I hate you

I can’t stand the fact that you have two other kids, yet you won’t do anything for me!

You’re not around for me and my brother

And you moved to another state

I just want to know why

I’m your first born, yet you know nothing about me.

What’s my nickname?

What are my friend’s names?

Hell, what’s my favorite color?

I try to be the best person I can be, and yet

You’re still not around.

But no matter how much I hate you,

I still love you.

You’re still my daddy

I’m still your little girl.

I just want my daddy back

Is that too much to ask of you?

I want more than a child support check every week…

I want a dad.

Just call me once in a while…

But then again, I know you won’t

 

Love,

Me

 

 

Hurt

People walk past me

With their fingers pointed

Saying “yeah, that’s the one I was telling you about”

To their companions

 

They say it without shame

Like they act like I can’t hear.

Like it doesn’t score my soul.

 

I bleed inside;

It kills a bit of my soul to hear

Someone I considered

To be one of my best friends.

 

They see me act like I don’t

Hear them,

Or care,

But inside,

 

It hurts.

 

Let Me Go

There used to be a time

When I chased the ice cream truck

With band aids on my knees

I’d spill juice all over myself

And I’d remember my manners.

 

“Yes ma’am”

“No sir”

 

I needed a protector

Someone to guide me

 

But Now

 

I’m not a little girl anymore

I’ve traded my Barbie dolls in for cell phones and make-up.

You’ve shown me all that you could

Don’t try to shelter me mommy….

 

Just Let me Go.

 Holding You Down in the Background

When it's just you and me
Every thing feels right
Like it's how life is meant to be
And I just want to stay with you forever

But

When we're around others, it's like I don't exist
You bring about other females,
When I feel like I'm the one you should be with

I don't care about those other broads
who say they care for you
Cause I've been here for the longest
Through thick and thin holding you down

They don't love you like I do
So why can't it just be you and me?
I just want you to know I'm waiting
In the backgorund

But I might not be there waiting
Too much longer

   
   
   
   
   

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