As Good as it Gets
Being great but never the best,
Feeling bad but acing the test,
Where did that last 8% go,
I think you need more fitness your slow,
I’m sure he likes you back
Shes alright not much craic
Is this as good as it gets
Think of all the girls
Think of all the girls,
terrified to be right
how far can you run,
from the the nearing night.
Think of all the girls,
girls who believe,
is there point in living,
to only be one thing.
Think of all the girls,
Girls just like us,
Bodies left forgotten,
acknowledge it or not
they become rotten.
To be Human
Humanity is a strange concept
Of what it means to be,
And we can never describe it
In a way thats right to see,
And fear drives our lives,
Like a train without a track,
Sometimes people do things
They never can take back,
How can we live in a safe and happy way
If our very humanity is threatened every day
No matter who you are,
Or where you came from,
Love needs to drive our lives
Not fear.
Boys to Men
Boys and Men are two different things.
One will care for you and give u a ring.
While the other just wants to admire your skin.
Men while give you there time and love,
while boys just wanna be in crime and be tough.
Men will resolve are problems that start ,
while boys will simply just break your heart.
Men will be patient and and will wait for days ,
while boys just wanna get in bed straight away.
Men will be proud of u and show u off .
While boys will talk shit about u just cause your soft .
Men can easily turn into boys in a minute,
But boys can take time to improve in there image.
Strength
Is it strong to evade weakness?
Is it bravery not to allow fear?
To deny yourself feeling,
is that truly strength?
To shout and fight, is that truly brave?
Or is true strength to show weakness?
To be strong enough to be weak?
to be brave enough to feel your fear
to face it?
to allow your heart to speak
as much as your head and being brave enough to follow it? is that not strength?
A New World
For my whole life I have heard
From adults in this world
Say “enjoy your teenage years,
theres no age that compares”
I however feel
That’s not the real deal
They just don’t understand
The pressure we must withstand
From academic expectations
To friendship complications
Arguing with parents
Who make us feel like infants
Trying to fit a mould
That we are being told
“Go to school, get good grades,
make sure you don’t misbehave”
But there’s another voice
Giving you a different choice
“Take a sip of beer,
we could steal from here,
hit this vape”
But you don’t take the bait
It’s hard to comply
To the two different sides
Every days a choice
Between being cool and being nice
That’s not to say there isn’t
Moments that are pleasant
But you will always here me say
There’s never an easy day
In this New World.
Dark Water
Hurting won’t help you heal
Your mind will consume you, it almost feels real
Your friends will often bring you down,
Before you slowly let yourself drown.
In dark water and lonely thoughts,
You can’t escape, your life becomes lost.
Destroying your body to ease the pain,
Stares from people, trying to make you sane.
That’s hard
Writing a poem about being human,
that’s hard. Explaining all the things I am,
that’s hard. A growing woman, scared of people I should love,
Boiled down – just someone trying to get above.
Above the tide of pressure and wanting;
I can’t swim. Needing to be better for others,
While chronically isolated in a crowded room,
Mentally facing eyes that aren’t really there. Stopping to think about what I want,
Not giving in and choosing the worn down path;
Who paves their own? Going through changes of self, friendships and feelings,
Not knowing when you’ll turn into a ‘stranger’,
That I happen to know the favourite colour, band and middle name of.
Figuring out who to trust, not knowing who to ask.
Trying to know myself, the best of all.
Being human. That’s hard.
Privilege
I never understood
how a girl with the same abilities, the same
qualities, the same talents,
and the same ambitions as me
was given a life of poverty and labour
given a harder, more challenging life as I
why was I chosen to live a educated and privileged life
compared to the women who treks
hours and hours for reward.
Why was I given this life of freedom?
This luck.
Selection Box
Life is like a box of chocolates,
A mix of different flavours
Some good
Some bad
Some are only alright
Everyone likes a different chocolate
but theirs always a chocolate for someone!
Sour Fruit
I think that apples rotten right to it’s core,
From all the worms that slipped in slowly,
from the apples before,
I watch the winter freeze it up,
solid and stern,
And what I see is sort of rancid,
Full of horror and scorn.
Disguised
I’ll hide my interests to be relatable
And my opinions to be digestible
I’ll pretend not to notice wandering eyes
covering my discomfort
with practiced fake smiles
Bite at me like an apple
because I’m the apple of your eye
and I’ll thank you kindly
because I am polite
when I don’t speak my mind.
Good Manners
I’ll hide my interests to be relatable
And my opinions to be digestible
I’ll pretend not to notice wandering eyes
,covering my discomfort with practiced fake smiles
Bite at me like an apple because
I’m the apple of your eye
and I’ll thank you kindly
because i am polite when I don’t speak my mind .
Superthought Highway
I look at the world
And I wonder
What happens when we die
We live our lives
Always stuck in the past
Or worrying about the future
Unable to do anything about them
Wasting our time
Spinning our heads round and round
Thoughts moving at 100 miles an hour action bound
As you lie there in bed
Getting lost in your head
Forgetting to be here now as he said.
Being a Girl
Being a girl, it’s quite a ride,
with dreams and hopes we can’t hide.
we laugh, we cry, we stand so tall,
through ups and downs, we face it all.
with friends by our side, we find our way,
in every night and every day.
strong and fierce, yet soft and kind,
being a woman, we shine and grind.
Shoes
You will never walk in someone else’s shoes
is the most common quote,
But if your vulnerable enough to open up
you may find that someone else
is walking a similar path to yours.
Umbrella
Sometimes life hits
with no warning.
The few people that I love
are my umbrella
when it’s storming.
Almost Me
Being great but never the best,
Feeling bad but acing the test,
Where did that last 8% go,
I think you need more fitness your slow,
I’m sure he likes you back
Shes alright not much craic
Is this as good as it gets?
Wake up
Go to school
don’t talk or your a fool
No matter how much I try
these grades are never enough
for this school,
The days over
I can’t wait to go home
to be appreciated
for what I have done,
To be told well done.
Time Travel
Through the good times and the bad
Enjoying the happy times before they’re sad
Playing new sports with new people
And others not treating me as equal
Making some friends
And doing boring homework on weekends
Doing new subjects
Needing to know every single aspect
This is when I was in first year
When everything wasn’t so clear.
Picture Frame
The picture frame they see is a 1 by 1,
Just enough for your head to squeeze throught,
As its the only thing you want people to see of you.
The frame not made of wood but one of lie,
Molding yours and others eyes,
Lies you too begin to believe not alowing you to remember nor alowing you to leave.
A frame without colour, black and white,
but if they were to widen the frame they would find the colour,
find the truth, but also what was already found,
Black and white masked with
Lies not alowing for the truth and fitting the frame.
On Fire
Training is hard
Flat like a tire
My body is on fire
They won’t stop
They will go till I pop
I want to chill
Maybe I should take a pill
It feels like we are cards
Being played too hard
Being damaged beyond use
I don’t want to choose
Rugby or not,
When will it stop.
Selection Box
Life is like a box of chocolates,
A mix of different flavours
Some good
Some bad
Some are only alright
Everyone likes a different chocolate but theirs always a chocolate for someone!
Be Yourself
Weakness is a strength
Hard work beats talent when talent doesn’t work hard
Confidence is key
Be yourself
Kill List
Moaning teachers
Bottom frags
Lagging
Homework
Airball brags
Early mornings
Screen limits
Cold alarms
Electric pivots
Woken early
cold weekend
Being hungry
round the bend.
Kindness
Men are tough,
Tough men are good,
Good men are kind,
Kind men are vulnerable
I am Grateful
Im grateful for who I am
Im grateful for my friends
Im grateful for my personality
Im grateful for my skills
Im grateful for my family
Im grateful .
I’m a poet
and I didn’t even realise
I’m a poet, and I didn’t comprehend that fact
I’m a poet, and that didn’t occur to me
I’m a poet, which is a fact which is yet to dawn on me
I’m a poet, I didn’t previously understand that
I’m a poet, I didn’t know that
I’m a poet and I didn’t even know it
wow that rhymes who would’ve thought of that
Closed
Show emotions
but don’t let negativity
bog you down,
if you become
engulfed in sadness
you are
no more
than a clown.
Break
Waking up for training every morning is hard
Training three times a day can be draining
I grt distracted and My thouhts can sway
So i speak my mind to entertain myself throught the day
School isnt for me
So you can see
The teachers dont like me
So take a break, have a pee.
Give it a Go
I’m a bit rubbish at poetry
I never really know what to say
I’ll probably delete this anyway
I won a competition in it years ago
But I lied about my age so
It doesn’t really count
This is so embarassing
I never really know what to say
I wanted to submit something anyway
I don’t know what I’m talking about
I’m bad at rhyming as well
Probably
I can’t really tell.
Afaghanstan
Stuck in a world where you should not talk
Don’t leave your house
Not aloud walk
All of these rules we have to aby
Won’t have any right without a man by my side
Our kids being raised
And torn to despair
Only 8 years old and a marriage affair
Lights, Camera, Action
Ok this is me, lets take a look
My story could be made into a book
Its really school where I’m happy
Cause I’m best friends with the Queen Bee
I don’t wanna leave, I don’t wanna go
Cause then there’s college, NOOOO
I love this place, it’s my movie set
Is it perfect? You bet!