As a child, I recall, I used to think the coolest thing to be,
truly nothing could be more fun than invisibility.
I could sneak up on my sisters and scare them if I chose.
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I'm hurt all the time.
I don't want to cry for the way I feel inside.
I just want someone to hold me.
I'm alone in the dark; please try to find me.
I am 77 years old and I am still hoping to be held and loved. What is wrong with me? Why can I not be loved? I am in a relationship, and he does not look at me or care to hold me or search...
Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be pretty.
I'm Keke, and I'm 18 years old. I feel empty and selfish. Empty because nobody cares about me. Selfish because the ones that do aren’t enough. I love my friends, but they just don't fill me...
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I often walk in early morn
engrossed in time's once new.
with thoughts and dreams of things long past,
the carefree days of youth.
You only see
What you want to see,
Letting other things pass you blindly.
I am girl from a very small town in Uttarakhand. I belong to a middle class family. I belong to a family and a society around with an orthodox thinking about girls. It is somehow okay with...
I was bitten once and now I'm shy.
I know I'm supposed to try
To hold back the tears
And face my fears,
No I wasn't touched by the poem. All I can is relate to how the freekin world drives me insane. I can't bare anymore of the damn lonliness. No one to talk to. Nowhere to look. Nowhere to go....
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I waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but you weren't home.
And I realized that I was alone.
Wind ruffles my edges.
I sit along crumbling ledges.
My cap's a broken toy
That retains no semblance of joy.
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Some of you pretend to know me...
some of you don't care to
Close family and friends you might be...
but you still don't know ME.
This poem really touches me because I’m not close with my mom or my siblings. It was 12 of us, and when we were younger we were close, but as we got older, I was left out of a lot of things....
You pass me on the street and out eyes briefly meet.
You hold the door open for me as I enter behind you.
I say thanks, but you have no idea that my mind is blank.
In the elevator you crack a joke, I flash a smile, ...
Aakanksha,
We all have loss in our lives. It will never go away! The sooner you accept this, the better you will feel. It is not your fault that this has happened and once you accept the...
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