Not so much Fun

Fun, graciosa, divertido

These are words for the same thing in which I cannot partake, oh no.

Even though they say all work and no play will make me a dull lass,

I am not allowed to have any sass.

Believe me, I tried the other way, working my ass off,

But all that did was backfire and give me a kiss.


Destruction of Passion

I’m not sure how it started,

But I hate having to be guarded.

I don’t have anything that is my own, except the things that people hate.

I know I can’t wait much longer, or else my passion will be completely destroyed.

And that will just lead to people being annoyed.

But I’m not sure what to do to get out of this depression,

If I don’t have freedom of expression.



I feel so alone right now; I have no one to turn to.

Most of my friends are back at school, but do they even miss me?

Some people say they’re too cool, but I actually like to learn.

I wish someone could hug and kiss me, and tell me that everything is going to be okay.

But it seems I can’t do that anymore; I have to rely on myself.

I just wish I could easily take my own confidence from its shelf.

Daily Prompt Poetry


I’ve done all the courses,

But I’m still gathering sources.

But there’s still one obstacle I just can’t seem to move.

And honestly, sometimes I just want to hit snooze.

Obstacle Course


Daily Prompt Poetry

The Shadow

I still have a shadow hanging over my head,

Especially when I go to bed.

It’s been awhile now, I want to be free.

If only I weren’t my own worst enemy.




Poker Face

I appear happy, but sometimes I am anything but.

I feel like a misfit, a mutt.

I don’t belong anywhere but the place I left behind; at least there I could shine.

I hate having to pretend, put on a poker face.

But sometimes, that’s how I fake it until I make it.



I Wonder

I wonder what it would be like if I had everything I ever wanted.

I wonder what it would be like if everything I daydreamed about were true; if I had a first-name-basis friendship with the people who changed my life.

I wonder what it would be like to spend time with them outside of class, and show affection towards them without things being weird.

I wonder how it would feel to be supported in my dreams and goals; I wonder what a healthy relationship is.

I wonder what my future looks like, even though it scares the hell out of me.

I wonder all these things, but some I may never know.