There's a point in life where you learn your Destiny
And I've learned it's got the best of me
With a little small gun ready to pull the trigger
But I know that a small hole doesn't need to be bigger
Because the most hurtful things can come in the smallest of sizes
And if you want to survive you don't have to be the wisest
Throw in your guts, your temporal ruts
And let me remind you you're going completely nuts.
The whole world is shaking while you're baking your death
But when you're finished you'll leave it on someone else's steps.
Step UP
Learn that life isn't easy
No I can't handle it either, it makes my stomach go queasy.
But when I'm
Houses, and sorting. by IAmMyLittleSecret, literature
Literature
Houses, and sorting.
A long time ago, I was named Gryffindor,
And it suited me perfectly well.
I wanted Slytherin, but I loved neither more,
And my house pride started to swell.
But then my life changed,
For better or worse.
Everything was deranged,
And life was a curse.
Then I took the sorting quiz again,
And nothing was the same.
The answer was not the same as back then,
I felt pain like a flame.
Sure you had changed me,
But surely not much,
I never could see,
That I'd be a Hufflepuff.
So read my description,
For I truly need advice,
And excuse my addiction,
Rhyming is just to nice.
I met somebody like me,
No she doesn't know.
We are both suffering,
Our lives just seem so slow.
It was a letter to write,
Of our current struggle,
I saw her pick mine,
And she too must juggle.
We both juggle pain,
We both do it in secret
But now I know hers,
I promise to keep it.
I want to confront her,
Tell her I understand,
But then I must admit,
I'm not as happy as I am.
Am I being selfish?
Am I being cruel?
Keeping my mouth shut,
And acting like a fool?
Maybe somehow I'll tell her,
I don't know if I can,
Because for some reason,
I am like a clam.
Singing In The Shower by IAmMyLittleSecret, literature
Literature
Singing In The Shower
Isn't it great,
When it's really really late,
And then somebody comes over?
But you didn't know,
So in the shower you go,
Singing in the "rain".
And while I soaked,
I'm pretty sure glass broke,
If only I could sing.
So the visitor heard,
Probably every word.
I think I'm going to just lay down and never wake up.
Please don't compliment me,
I don't think that you'd understand.
It's not like I'm full of myself,
But it's like standing on burning sand.
Maybe it's insecurity,
But compliments don't make me feel good.
No instead they kill me,
Make me remember what I could;
What I could have been
What I could have done
What I could have seen
What I could.
What.
I.
Could.
The fact is I'll never be the best,
Which rips me apart.
The middle child fights for everything,
I was supposed to be the start.
The start of pride.
The start of power.
The start of a new beginning.
Oh man was I a disappointment.
My parents don't even know yet,
that I've failed the
It starts with a prickle at the back of your neck.
Then turns into something you can't handle much yet.
The fact that you showed them is bigger than big,
Yet they managed to make you feel weaker than twigs.
You don't want them to bother with spinning some lies,
When everything they're thinking is right in their eyes.
Okay perhaps you're work is not the best,
But for once can't they just give it a rest?
You feel insecure already,
And it's hard just to keep your voice steady.
And while their eyes trail over,
You have been hit by a boulder.
You just give up,
In your throats a lump.
Can they just stop talking and look away,
You didn't want
It started in science class,
we just messed around,
what I didn't know,
Was my heart he bound.
It's just a little teen crush,
I know its true,
and when I think its over,
I'm just not over you.
I pick up my phone,
and text you again.
It's no big deal,
just wondering how you been.
It's been nearly two years,
And I still get excited,
when I think of you,
I become delighted.
Sometimes I get sad,
Guys don't like me like that,
You'll find some popular girl,
and she wont let us chat.
I guess thats the price,
of having a crush.
I'm sure I'll get over you,
But right now I still blush.
Steeple of Remembering me by IAmMyLittleSecret, literature
Literature
Steeple of Remembering me
I trail behind her,
speaking my mind.
She stumbles,
I do what's kind.
I am her shadow,
Yes I exist,
Sometimes they see me,
I'm a big plot twist.
I'm not schizophrenic,
Yet I am two people,
I am sometimes forgot,
but I'll sit on a steeple.
When I am on the steeple,
she'll see me again
We'll stay together,
until the end
There's a point in life where you learn your Destiny
And I've learned it's got the best of me
With a little small gun ready to pull the trigger
But I know that a small hole doesn't need to be bigger
Because the most hurtful things can come in the smallest of sizes
And if you want to survive you don't have to be the wisest
Throw in your guts, your temporal ruts
And let me remind you you're going completely nuts.
The whole world is shaking while you're baking your death
But when you're finished you'll leave it on someone else's steps.
Step UP
Learn that life isn't easy
No I can't handle it either, it makes my stomach go queasy.
But when I'm
Houses, and sorting. by IAmMyLittleSecret, literature
Literature
Houses, and sorting.
A long time ago, I was named Gryffindor,
And it suited me perfectly well.
I wanted Slytherin, but I loved neither more,
And my house pride started to swell.
But then my life changed,
For better or worse.
Everything was deranged,
And life was a curse.
Then I took the sorting quiz again,
And nothing was the same.
The answer was not the same as back then,
I felt pain like a flame.
Sure you had changed me,
But surely not much,
I never could see,
That I'd be a Hufflepuff.
So read my description,
For I truly need advice,
And excuse my addiction,
Rhyming is just to nice.
I met somebody like me,
No she doesn't know.
We are both suffering,
Our lives just seem so slow.
It was a letter to write,
Of our current struggle,
I saw her pick mine,
And she too must juggle.
We both juggle pain,
We both do it in secret
But now I know hers,
I promise to keep it.
I want to confront her,
Tell her I understand,
But then I must admit,
I'm not as happy as I am.
Am I being selfish?
Am I being cruel?
Keeping my mouth shut,
And acting like a fool?
Maybe somehow I'll tell her,
I don't know if I can,
Because for some reason,
I am like a clam.
Singing In The Shower by IAmMyLittleSecret, literature
Literature
Singing In The Shower
Isn't it great,
When it's really really late,
And then somebody comes over?
But you didn't know,
So in the shower you go,
Singing in the "rain".
And while I soaked,
I'm pretty sure glass broke,
If only I could sing.
So the visitor heard,
Probably every word.
I think I'm going to just lay down and never wake up.
Please don't compliment me,
I don't think that you'd understand.
It's not like I'm full of myself,
But it's like standing on burning sand.
Maybe it's insecurity,
But compliments don't make me feel good.
No instead they kill me,
Make me remember what I could;
What I could have been
What I could have done
What I could have seen
What I could.
What.
I.
Could.
The fact is I'll never be the best,
Which rips me apart.
The middle child fights for everything,
I was supposed to be the start.
The start of pride.
The start of power.
The start of a new beginning.
Oh man was I a disappointment.
My parents don't even know yet,
that I've failed the
It starts with a prickle at the back of your neck.
Then turns into something you can't handle much yet.
The fact that you showed them is bigger than big,
Yet they managed to make you feel weaker than twigs.
You don't want them to bother with spinning some lies,
When everything they're thinking is right in their eyes.
Okay perhaps you're work is not the best,
But for once can't they just give it a rest?
You feel insecure already,
And it's hard just to keep your voice steady.
And while their eyes trail over,
You have been hit by a boulder.
You just give up,
In your throats a lump.
Can they just stop talking and look away,
You didn't want
It started in science class,
we just messed around,
what I didn't know,
Was my heart he bound.
It's just a little teen crush,
I know its true,
and when I think its over,
I'm just not over you.
I pick up my phone,
and text you again.
It's no big deal,
just wondering how you been.
It's been nearly two years,
And I still get excited,
when I think of you,
I become delighted.
Sometimes I get sad,
Guys don't like me like that,
You'll find some popular girl,
and she wont let us chat.
I guess thats the price,
of having a crush.
I'm sure I'll get over you,
But right now I still blush.
Steeple of Remembering me by IAmMyLittleSecret, literature
Literature
Steeple of Remembering me
I trail behind her,
speaking my mind.
She stumbles,
I do what's kind.
I am her shadow,
Yes I exist,
Sometimes they see me,
I'm a big plot twist.
I'm not schizophrenic,
Yet I am two people,
I am sometimes forgot,
but I'll sit on a steeple.
When I am on the steeple,
she'll see me again
We'll stay together,
until the end
This is a page for me. It's for me to be the true me without freaking out my friends and family. That's why 'I am my little secret'.
I'm really not depressed, but I have to bottle my emotions, and this is how I have decided to release them. I don't like to tell other people I when I hurt, so I just post it here. Maybe not the healthiest, but it works. :-)
I had to leave because this account was getting too much attention from the people who I didnt want to see it.
Anyways I'm coming back because I still really love poetry, and this is my account where I can be myself. (Original I know)<________SARCASM
But Hopefully ya'll can understand.
SO peace out, hopefully I can get love for my words again
LOOOOOOL
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