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Literature
Is This The End?
I must ask, my friend
Is this the end
Was it all for fun
Or perhaps we've just begun
Death we thought was last
But maybe life is not our past
Even as it may be, or as it were
Could life have been the future
I know not what to say
Or what is really night or day
I have my suspicions and thoughts
Of a little man who always plots
Maybe there are Faerie
But isn't the thought scary
And yet...
Though it's just a bet
Do the "Gods" fight
Are they sometimes filled with spite
Should we feel fear
From the skies might come a spear
Or does Nature rule
Am I but a tool
Her games may be at play
Always a price to pay
What do you believe in
Are we all forgiven of sin
What must I do to die and live on
I don't want to be all completely gone
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Literature
Adventure
Looking out the window
We feel so sad
Because in our hearts we know
And it makes us so mad
Think back to the past
Where our memories lie
If only they would last
Instead they just die
We look down in a book
Read about mountains and caves
For us that's the hook
Our imagination it paves
Look up at the sky
See the bird spread its wings
Watch it fly by
The truth still stings
If only we could be
What humans are not
It's a world of magic I see
The land my thoughts have sought
Look at the life gauge
Watch it run out
We can't stop our age
Now hear me shout
I need a cure
Start the clocks back
Take me on an adventure
Before my thoughts crack
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Involved: Let's End This (Part Four)
The days went by
And I would sigh
With stress and pain
Until the ache would wane
Each glance, each bruise
I had so much to lose
Greetings so tart
Pulled at my weak heart
I wanted to cry
All I could do was sigh
A nudge was all it took
It was so much more than a look
I could no longer hold it in
I didn't want to let her win
So I asked for some help
How'd it go?.. Whelp..
She appeared to be so free
That's how it seemed to me
She spoke aloud
Like she'd done with the crowd
And I stayed calm
Licking at my lip balm
I said "sorry" more than I could count
Sorry more than it did amount
I wanted it to cease
To be left in peace
Even if it meant I should bow
That was the most I would allow
Was I strong or was I weak?
I hope I didn't appear to meek
But then my issue wasn't my pride
So I made sure I had nothing to hide
She never seemed to apologize
And I held my shaking hands in my thighs
Her issue, true, wasn't with me
But her dislike I could clearly see
I told her clear
Held my voice so she could h
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Involved: Cornered (Part Three)
You'd think
That I'm on top
Still I shrink
And feel my heart stop
All this pain
It's in my heart
That stain
Coming from the dart
"Oh no, she's here"
I'm filled with fear
But not of her
Just the nervousness that will stir
"What will she say?
What will she do?
Why is he acting this way?
My heart is now in two.."
They're walking around
Like they own this town
But he's running away
When I wish he would stay
And my friend by my side
Doesn't go with the tide
I beg him to talk
Her eyes, they stalk..
I can't move from my seat
She's right there in front of me
My heart skips a beat
It's only her I see
The bully, she's there
Fiddlin' with her hair
She's got her crew
"What do I do?"
Her friends and their glare
Their hurting stare
I shouldn't care
But I can't move.. I don't dare
Instead I sit with my head down
I try to hide my nervous frown
Stare at my phone
My focus I must hone
"They're not looking at me,
It's all in my head,
I don't need to flee"
.. But the things she's said
And the one I did thi
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Literature
Involved - The Bully and The Bullied (Part Two)
I wish it were all a bad dream
Sometimes I feel the need to scream
I know I should let it go
But I still want to know
She claims that I am a bully,
Yet I feel like the bullied.
From before and after the day of Involved
There were many problems left unsolved
And little does she know
The words she said have begun to grow
Apparently I'm the bully,
Does that make her just the bullied?
"You drive him away from her
Making her feel so unsure"
You want to drive away me
Leaving me all lonely
"You press your oppai to his arm"
Your noticing that kinda causes alarm
"You push her into the wall"
Funny, since I barely know her at all
"You're a slutty bitch"
I prefer the term, female dog
"You're some stupid witch
Your looks alike to a hog"
I must admit
With just a bit of wit
The last two lines weren't said
But now insecurity sits in my head
I think you're the bully,
Because I now feel bullied.
If it weren't enough
She acts so very tough
She threatened a boy
Because he wouldn't be her friend's toy
Clai
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Involved
The days that led to our meeting
I tried to come up with a nice greeting
But you come off so mean
For someone I've never seen
I never wanted a fight
I'd thought all day and night
"What do I say?
I hope all will be okay.."
Your words were full in my head
To you, all my thoughts led
The things that you had typed
Left me feeling mad and hyped
So when I saw you
I suddenly knew what to do
Yet you wanted to run away?
Why threaten, demand to meet this day?!
You called me names
Mad I'd ruined your games
But this I didn't want to play
Just wanted to finish it today
I tried to speak above
And lower my anger with a shove
But suddenly with a clap
Your hand met my cheek in a slap
I wanted everything to be alright
I had had the thought in my sight
But now there's so much hate
And everything is too late
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Literature
The Verses Of Hate
All of the Hate that’s built up all these years
From listening to the lies that
That have cruelly filled our ears
All of which we thought was true
It didn’t fool me
But I bet if fooled you
All the things we’re told to do
That if we don’t they’ll force us to
Like paying tax and standing back
Whilst the rich people ride in Cadillac’s
The tax  we pay is to  bomb others homes  
If someone did it to us
We’d cry and moan
We’re giving them money to kill kids
If someone did it to us
We’d say that god forbids
For money we earn with our sweat and blood
Is taken from us by someone good
Who claims to be on a quest for peace
Whilst in the nations that they bombed
Children lay deceased
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That Me and You
Heart broke I left church that day
I just could not bear to stay
And watch as you took it in
Everything come to an end
We laughed and played and joked for years
Even waded through each others tears
A friendship that, for me, rang true
I miss that me and you
I missed the best friend that I knew
Pity you didn't, couldn't, wouldn't feel it too
Now it's like it never was true
That me and you
My sweet sixteen flew away
And you asked me to stay
As your girl, a beautiful pearl
That was a whole new me and you
For me, it quickly fell apart
Starting firstly with my heart
A concept I didn't know could ring true
 The beginning of the end of me and you
I missed the best friend that I knew
Pity you didn't, couldn't, wouldn't feel it too
Now it's like it never was true
That me and you
If I could do it all over again
I would simply remain your best friend
How fast they came and how fast they flew
The best years of that me and you.
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Literature
Words to a Bully
I make mistakes, I tumble around
But you can't hold me to the ground
I'm far from perfect, this I know
I don't need you to tell me so
Hurt and lies you fling at me
To try and bring me to my knees
It worked once, when I was small
Could not stand for myself at all
Things have changed, it's different now
You could never make me bow
To your words, empty yet cruel
At the most, you play a fool
Insulting me so, picking at my life
Going as far as to call my strife
A dramatic lie, to get attention
I tell you now, it's just a section
Of my life, as you are
But it will never go that far
For now, you see, I've stopped my ears
Quit listening to the lies that caused my tears
So, you see, it's over now
Your words, their effect so foul
I refuse to listen, I refuse to care
About my "shortcomings" you insist are there
I am me, there's nothing else to say
Except to you, so would you please
GO AWAY?
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Literature
The Game We All Play
You open the door
And walk into the room
You take a look around
And sit down
And the teacher says
Tomorrow you have a test.
Tomorrow you have a test.
A test.
The only way that teachers know
To measure how much you know
To judge you based on your ability
To see if you have mental stability
A test.
A series of questions
That have no meaning in the outside world
In the real world
When you’re cold and alone
Just waiting to get home
From a mediocre job
That works you to the bone
Will they care about your test?
A test that made you study for hours
And cram facts into your head
When you’d rather go to bed
And get a good night’s sleep
So you can function
And learn what’s important.
So you can keep your commitments
And see the ones you love
Because your teachers aren’t a sort
Of power from above
But they make you take that test.
They make you play the game.
They tell you to win at all costs
To win no matter what the loss
To succeed so you can get ahead
Get ahead fo
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Imagine
Imagine
You were the girl
You just called “emo”
For looking pale and tired
She spent the whole night awake
To talk someone out of suicide
Just imagine
Imagine
You were the boy
You just made fun of
For wearing cheap clothes
His father just died and
His mother needs most of the money for the funeral
Just imagine
Imagine
You were the girl
You just called “fat”
Though she is already too thin
She is starving for months and
She will soon die from malnutrition
Just imagine
Imagine
You were the boy
You just hit
For looking gay
His father does the same at home everyday
Because he really has a boyfriend
Just imagine
Imagine
You are the one
Cutting your wrists
Tying the rope
Pulling the trigger
Taking the pills
Just because someone made you feel
Not worth living
Just imagine
Naya Selenia, 30. 6. 2012
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Literature
I considered myself a feminist
I considered myself a feminist
But now not anymore
Not now that the word “feminism”
Is spelled “H-A-T-E”
Feminism is not about oppressing men
Feminism is not about slut-shaming
Feminism is not about fat-shaming
Feminism is not about telling women how to dress
Feminism is about working WITH men
Without judging or even hating them
Feminism is about leaving other women’s sex life to them
Without judging or even hating them
Feminism is about appreciating every body
Without judging or even hating them
Feminism is about being free to wear what we want
Without getting judged or raped
I won’t consider myself a feminist again
Before the word “feminism”
Isn’t spelled “E-Q-U-A-L-I-T-Y”
Naya Selenia, 01. 01. 2014
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Literature
This Is Where I Come From/Where I Am From
This?
This is where I come from.
I come from a world.
I come from a world where hope and love are supposed to be prevalent,
but instead are rarely found.
I come from a world where bullying is so frequent
that there are stories every day in some newspaper or magazine,
about how one person killed himself, the other overdosed, the other has massive scars
on their wrist.
I come from a world
where women sometimes aren’t seen as human beings,
and they sure as hell aren’t seen as equal with men.
I come from a world that is misogynistic,
with women
being treated as sexual objects, instead of
the intelligent, bright young individuals they are.
I come from a world
where the actresses get all the dumb questions,
like
“What sorts of things did you have to do to get
physically in shape for this role?”
while the actors get
“Could you relate to any of the struggles your character went through in your movie?”
I come from a world,
where gender-fluidity is inde
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Literature
'She was asking for it'
So you say
My clothes provoked you to rape me
Saying I was asking for it
Maybe I should punch you in the face
Because your stupidity provoked me
Short clothes don't mean yes!
Tight clothes don't mean yes!
Being drunk doesn't mean yes!
Being alone doesn't mean yes!
Being in a relationship doesn't mean yes!
Being naked doesn't mean yes!
Only yes means yes!
You want us to change for you
To keep control over your body
Sayin running around showing skin
Is like wearing a meat suit in front of a shark
Doesn't this make men weak, instinct controlled beasts?
And I always thought you were the more rational thinking sex
But you still insist on it being my fault, alright
Am I asking you to eat my food because you see me cooking it?
No!
Am I asking you to steal my necklace because I don't hide it?
No!
Am I asking you to shoot me because I don't wear a bulletproof vest?
No!
You get the concept now!
I am NOT asking you to fuck me because my skin is showing!
No means no!
Only yes means yes!
And YOU be
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Literature
Test
You open the door
And walk into the room
You take a look around
And sit down
And the teacher says
Tomorrow you have a test.
Tomorrow you have a test.
A test.
The only way that teachers know
To measure how much you know
To judge you based on your ability
To see if you have mental stability
A test.
A series of questions
That have no meaning in the outside world
In the real world
When you’re cold and alone
Just waiting to get home
From a mediocre job
That works you to the bone
Will they care about your test?
A test that made you study for hours
And cram facts into your head
When you’d rather go to bed
And get a good night’s sleep
So you can function
And learn what’s important.
So you can keep your commitments
And see the ones you love
Because your teachers aren’t any sort
Of power from above
But they make you take that test.
And if you fail,
Oh well,
You’ll just fail at life
Where the real tests don’t come on a piece of paper
Real tests come from
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Literature
Hatred is powerful, hate is healthy.
Hatred is a powerful term.
Real, raw, radiating hatred is rare.
Hatred the oppressed have for oppressors.
Hatred is slaves spitting in the food of masters.
Hatred is the ugly, uncontrollable beast that rears its head when the worst comes out of mankind and causes news headlines that end with phrases like 'leaving countless dead.'
Hate, however, can be meagre or massive, hindering, heinous or even helpful.
Correctly directed, hate can improve the world.
Do you hate how the news is always so miserable?
Then hate the murderers, the rapists and corrupt greed-driven businessmen who make the news so maddeningly horrific.
Enjoy the fact that you can buy a newspaper, or watch a television in comfort.
Do you hate all these immigrants taking your job and making the country worse?
Hate the right-wing fearmongers, the fascists and the ignorant for the xenophobic propaganda that makes you feel that this is right.
Love that the culture of this brilliant country is being expanded and enriched by othe
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Literature
I (don't) want to be alone
I want to be alone
So no one can hear me screaming
So I can bleed out my pain
So I don't have to hide the problems
And the wounds
I want to stay here alone
Fighting my inner demons
With no help
Nobody to feel my pain
Nobody to fight for me
I want you to leave me alone
So you won't get caugh
In my spiral of darkness
And self destruction
Please (don't) leave me alone...
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Invisible
We are the invisible ones
The ones they don't notice
But we're always there
Together
United
Living our lives
On our own
Proudly unknown
Not caring anymore
About what they think of us
Being ourselves
Always
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Literature
In love
I think I'm in love
With someone I don't deserve
To me she's just perfect
In every possible way
The white of her skin
The black of her hair
The shadow in her eyes
All together make my day
Much easier to endure
We only talked a few times
But she could be the one
The one who will save me
From my life of misery
But how will she react
When she sees my scars?
When she knows about my demons?
When she realizes I'm broken (beyond repair)?
Will she accept me for who I am?
Or just walk away?
I only want her to be happy
If not with me
Then in any other way she wants
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Literature
Anarchy
Anarchy who knows what it means
Is it seeking truth from the lies we see
Or living out our destiny
With people watching over me
We’re all human
What makes the government better than us?
For what they say is right and wrong
Could be debated all night long
For bombing for peace
Is but a peace deceased
With the risk of revolution starting to increase
For when will all the bombings cease?
Standing out against the crowd
For shouting your views so loud and proud
For those who conform
Have nothing to lose so why should they mourn
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Literature
A new poem
                                 Sometimes life can be hard
                          The times you knew may end up leaving you
                                 Quickly and swiftly
                                Friends come and go
                People you wish you could know a little better hardly talk
                         You may refuse to look at your own faults
                               And focus on others'
                   
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thanks for the favs~! *^_^*

and welcome to DA~! *^_^*
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