So damn ugly.

So damn ugly.

A Poem by SimplyDisastrous
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Sick and tired.

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Ugly. Worthless. Fat. Not thin enough.

Scared. Hyperventilating. Shy. Stupid.

Irritated at the world. Screaming “F**k you!”

Full blast in my head. Lonely nights. No one around.

Wonder if everyone feels like this. What to do,

I don’t know. Maybe I’ll just get lost in my sea of thoughts.

Thoughts of absolute nothingness. Parents don’t care.

Everyone hates me. I’m an alien. No, I’m an ant, soon to be

Squished to death on a window pane. Lost. Broken. No idea

How to feel.

People are staring at me. I have to put on a show.

I’m okay. Nothing’s wrong. I’m happy. I think I’ll just smile.

Everything’s fine. Absolutely.

© 2011 SimplyDisastrous


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SimplyDisastrous
Hurrrr.

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Pulled from the pits of your stomach, this screams real. This screams help me...please. I have had many nights alone to sit an ponder and i still have these exact same feelings. Sometimes it's so hard to find any worth in yourself but there is so much potential...stay creative....and so many other doors will open up to you.

The world is ours to create, influence, explore. And if people don't like the way I or you do it, they can go f**k themselves.

Always,

Matthew

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Very powerful. I know the feeling... :/ Very well written though, (: it reminds me a bit of something I wrote called 'Words.' Great work!!

Posted 7 Years Ago


A beauty out of the ugliness you see in yourself. I hear your voice, it SCREAMS as I'm reading this. Just the way I like it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow! This is just amazing. So real.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kristen, dear. I know I left you and I'm sorry. My profile is still closed but I wanted to read your words....and this is what I find. I was reduced to tears, Kristen. And as I stopped coming on here, I may have felt physically better about the way I looked but everything I say seems robotic and fake. Nothing carries the passion I once filled my words with. And this...this is the stuff of genius. No one I know can carry their emotion and put it into words without disrupting its power and strength like you. It has overcome you and I hate reading how miserable you sound. But I don't pity you, I know you hate that, but I feel for you. No, I don't understand but I try the best I can. Even though we have grown apart, dear friend, I will never never forget you. And I miss talking to you. Please forgive me for leaving.



With love,


A very guilty Emma

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You know..it's kind of funny I basically felt like that my entire life, so in a sense you could say I wrote this poem. It shows me that I'm not the only person who feels how you feel in this world. So for that I give you 100 credits. c:

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Raw. True. Reads like real thoughts screaming from your head. Absolutely love it. Absolutely relate to this.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pulled from the pits of your stomach, this screams real. This screams help me...please. I have had many nights alone to sit an ponder and i still have these exact same feelings. Sometimes it's so hard to find any worth in yourself but there is so much potential...stay creative....and so many other doors will open up to you.

The world is ours to create, influence, explore. And if people don't like the way I or you do it, they can go f**k themselves.

Always,

Matthew

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow this is so true about how people feel about there selfs

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Hey. I used to be on here alot when I was 15. Now, not so much. I'm 18 now and I'm not nearly as depressing as I used to be, but still depressing enough. Message me and feel free to read my old poems... more..

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