Middle School Poetry

Favorite Place

Twilight hits

In my favorite place

The stars are in the sky

I let go of my troubles

They all go away

My life no longer falls apart

I drift away

To my favorite place

A place within my thoughts

I no longer feel like giving up

I finally feel alive

And free to speak my mind

Life is different

In my favorite place

I can dance and sing

And be crazy and strange

Without the world judging me

I can definitely be myself

I fall from a distance

Leaving my favorite place

I’m forced to go right back

I try my best

To stay in this place

But then I wake up

Mirror

I look in the mirror

I look at my face

What's so great

All I care about

Is what's inside

When will the mirror

Show what really matters

When will everyone

Finally understand

That it only matters

What's inside

Why are we judged

By the outside

Why can't we

Stop being labeled

Why are we so mean

Why won't the mirror

Show what really matters

Why won't everyone

Finally understand

That it only matters

What's inside

I hate what the

mirror shows

Lets all stop

Being dumb posers

Lets all be just friends

Whenever the mirror

Show what really matters

Whenever everyone

Finally understands

That it only matters

What's inside

Fear

My mind is quite stressed

My heart is thumping fast

I'm all alone, with out company

Fear taking over, what am I to do

I can't think strait, I'm too afraid

In the end, I'm alright

An Average Day

On a beautiful sunny day

Everything goes your way

But for someone else

Everything goes terribly wrong

A Friend

A person who can hold your secrets

A person you can relate to

But at the same time disagree

Someone who makes your life special

Who you love

Who you'd die for

Who you'd kill for

But only if they'd do the same for you

A friend

Who I am, Just me

Everywhere I look,

People are ever changing.

Everyone I see,

Just don't remain the same.

Does that make me strange,

that I don't change.

I find new interests,

and I find new clothes.

But other than that,

I really just don't change.

I remain the same,

just me, who I am.

Then, I look at everyone else,

they want to blend right in.

But me, I just want to be different,

I don't like fitting in.

I'd rather enjoy my food,

then grow too anorexic.

When I look into the mirror,

I don't point out my flaws,

but my perfections.

For I am perfect the way I am.

For I remain the same,

just me, who I am.

Empty

I woke up in an unfamiliar place

I looked around and saw nothing

Nothing but a sorrowful blankness

No one who would tuck me in at night

Or anyone to hug when I felt lonely

Why was I here and where was mommy

And Mommy was nowhere to be found

She is dead

Words

Wishing you hadn't left me

Leave me much pain

You said those words

The word that still haunts me

Its not right, that word

I want to say it too sometimes

But I know its not true

The word makes me quake

The word makes me tremble

But I won't say those words

Those cursed words

I hate you

9 Questions

Where are all the friends I loved

Where are all my clothes

When are they coming back

When will they want me so

What are they doing without me

What new friends did they make

How will I make new friends

How will they react to me when I say hi again

The most important question though is

Why have they left me

Goodnight

The stars in the sky

Sparkle so brightly

The moon up above

Greets me with faith

The wandering winds

Blow in my face

The fireflies are all around

Wishing me a good nights sleep

There is no easy way

Don't think there an easy way out

With dream you have to try real hard

Don't think I'm not there to support you

I'm just saying you can't expect

for your way to come true

Because that's not how life is

You have to really want it

You have to really try

I didn't make the rules

Just because your rich

Doesn't make you perfect

Cause it something you can't buy

If you expect it to come true

You have to seek it out

Unspoken Language

Her eyes stare down at me with disappointment

I look up at her with salty tears

She looks down at my bruised knee and sighs

I pierced her heart with my eyes

And she pierces back with hatred

And I break eye contact and rub my wrist

I mouth to her “Look what you did”

Not Dad

That guy who left at 5 am

That guy I saw in bed at 12 pm

That man you went out with

That man that you work with

The one who was chased out of the house

The one who ate all of our food

The idiot who I found in my room

The idiot who abused you

None of them were dad

The Girl Who Holds the Door

I'm never known as anything,

just that girl who works alone.

People don't see me as anything,

but the girl who holds the door.

Most don't know my name,

except for my closest friends.

And as for everyone else,

Just the girl who holds the door.

When I come to gym,

I always come in last.

Then as everyone scrambles out,

You see the girl who holds the door.

One day I sit at lunch,

just sitting all alone.

Then someone sits right down and asks

"Aren't you the girl who holds the door"

I shake my head just slightly,

I ask "Do you know my real name"

And for once I wasn't called,

The girl who holds the door.

"I think your kind of cute" he said.

"I think you are too"

Thats why I am so grateful,

to the girl who holds the door.