Tea Party

I've brought you all together for this tea party of sorts
With dainty white gloves and polite talk,
Proper manners and fake smiles and friendships
A sophisticated society
Where nothings real and everything's a lie
So I'll just pushing you all away
Exclude you from my future plans
This is what I want, why I'll take these actions
The tea's thrown in someones face
A stained dress and an upturned table,
With broken china and scattered silver wear,
A mass of confusion with people standing,
Horrified at the mess I've created, what I've done
They stare, and scream about their ruined day,
But no one asks me two simple words
To show that I matter, that they care
'What's wrong?' was all I wanted to hear
But I suppose I should have expected this,
I live with these people, I know their ways
That their thoughts are never on sympathy,
But rather centered around themselves
Creating a better image, dignified and righteous
Strengthening their perception,
But they don't see, see what's going on around they
See the person that was sitting in front of them,
See that she's confused and lost
Begging with her eyes for you to care, for you to help
She needs you, wants you
Even though she knows that help will never come
Can't you hear her plea? Can't you hear my plea?
But no, your deaf, and you still can't see
You cannot seem to hear the message,
Hidden behind my words
So I gathered everyone here,
To brake down all the walls, shatter things
But these reactions I've gotten...
Show me that my plea will never be heard
So I walk away from the mess I've created of things,
I've turned my back on what I thought was once so right.
Hope is no were in my mind
This is the end I tell you, over and over again
But this world is full of lies,
So no one will ever believe me;
I don't even believe myself

My voice, my plea...
It's still lost somewhere inside my mind...
Hah, but I've already laughed it off

Author's Note

This was just another free write to get something off of my chest. Hope you dig.
And I know the grammar is iffy, I just don't have time to fix it at the moment. Sorry.

Reviews

[Lorraine]

Very insightful narrative poem. I like the way you embody fame and money into a cute little tea party that has always contained a rather childlike connotation in my head. Even so, I don't find it quite so poetic. I find the words too simple and the line cut too trivial for a poem. But then again, perhaps the simplicity of its writing style against the superficiality it battles make it real ironic.

Keep Writing. ^___^

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I thought that this was a good message within in it. I liked it thanks for sharing. :)

[Christina May Shanaberg]

I like the way that you use a Tea Party to talk about the more important, underlying problem interacting with some people. I like the way that you take responsibility for your actions, which were performed to give them one last chance to respond and realize your need for them to really care. Very small children are very good at this way of getting the attention that they crave; maybe, we should use the method a bit more as adults, as well!

[f**k you]

wow...this was intense. I could seriously feel my heart sink, I felt the anger right along with your words, and the emotion was brilliant. Unreal. Sarah, if this is true, if this is how you feel with your group of friends...I'm so sorry...I don't really know how to comment on the personal aspect of this, since I actually know you personally. I know I'm not making much sense, but to end this odd review of mine, let me just say that excluding and pushing your friends away isn't going to make them ever see the true you, like you hope they will. For them to ever realize how they hurt you, you need to gain trust. Then again, it's hard to do if you live in a circle of liars...either way, I really liked this because the emotion was very clear and profound. Great job.

[-Insertnamehere-]

This was a very exciting poem. Personally for me I was a little sad that you were talking about the bad parts of tea parties, because I remember I used to have tea parties with an old friend and it all worked out perfectly and it was one of the funnest times in my childhood. But I also liked that you talked about the bad parts because when you get to the end of this poem, it's not about the tea party.
Perhaps those tea party friends just aren't the right friends for you? The ending I have mixed feelings for. It's a little..hard on the character? I think it would have ended a little better had she realized the trueness and reality of the people she was hanging with, and that it's time for new. But, all poetry is different, all stories are different, most are sad, most are happy. But I liked this poem BECAUSE it gave me mixed feelings. I always felt like to have a good poem, you shouldn't always feel comfortable with it. I don't know why, but that's how it's always been for me. So great work(: You have amazing poetry talent.