I flip through this magazine
page after page of flawlessness
Promoting low self-esteem
I try to tell myself I am decent the way I am
but all I can seem to see, are my dirty hands flipping the page

Snow falls
and it sparkles
Like the stars in the sky.
And as the cold air bites at my cheeks
I see a shooting star

And I smile

And I wish

For peace

A Persistent Poet

Here I sit

Wrapped up in a blanket

submerged in the chair

with a cup of tea at my side

It sits undisturbed on a coaster
slowly looses its heat

and I concentrate
on a poem
That I have yet to understand

but I will continue
until i prevail
and then
only then
will I sleep

but still, it baffles me

Hope for an unhappy stranger

I watch you

You aren’t well

You never are

I’ve given many smiles

But they never are returned

I don’t know you

But I wish I did

Because maybe…

Just maybe…

I could make you smile,

Just for a moment

So everyone else could see it

Just for once

And you’d be happy

Just like me

A Musing

I lie in my bed,
My headphones on

and I hold them there tight,
Caught up in the music,
And I dream...

Not of love.

Not of wealth.

But of life.
My life.

One that’s passing so quickly.

And I laugh.

For here I am.
(Nowhere)

Just Sitting.
When I...

Could be ruling the world!

Comforting Words

This is for Shannon. She was going through a tough time, and I finally got her to smile for me. Just in time for Christmas.

A joyful heart looks upon a broken friend
unable to really understand the pain
that she is blaming herself for
“things will get better”
I say

She cries
On my shoulder

“worry not of the past”

She doesn’t believe in herself.

“chin up sweetheart, think positive”

She doesn’t seem to be listening,
But finally,

I see her smile

And so do I

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happy, happy, happy, happy
happy