A Beautiful Mess

Youth

We are the youth
We all have our own truths
We all have insecurities
We all have fears
But we can get through anything.

We are the youth.
We are the ones you're scared of.
We tell our truths,
We don't let anyone sway us.
We give respect to everyone
We have some fun.

We try not to worry about anything,
We see what the day brings.

We are the youth.
We will always tell our truths.

   Cry

God forbid you do it.
You are such a baby.
Do not let anything ever affect you greatly.
Do not cry
Suppress your emotions
They do not matter anyway
That is what they say.

Do not cry
You better not let those tears come out
Do not try to sound desperate or call for help
Fight those tears
Anxiety isn't real.

Keep your feelings to yourself.
Have a panic attack if you want to.
Emotions are not necessary, stay as stiff as a statue.
As long as you do not cry
People will pass by.

Just cry
Let those tears streak down your face
Do not stop crying.
Let it out, do not wait for someone else's permission
You do not have to be scared
You are not different or impaired
Just cry
Allow yourself to feel and cry.
Let your tears come down like a waterfall.
You are tough, you aren't weak at all.

No one is going to die if you just cry.

Is it love?

Is it love?
Or are you just bored?
Do you just want to go to parties,
Get wasted and then go home?
Is it love?

Do you think about them in the dark?
Do you long for their presence?
Does your heart ache when they are not there?
Is it worth it?

Or do you just want to snap a picture?
Or are you just making out in a room?

Are you actually loving?
I ask the heavens above,
Is it love?

Hopeless Mess

She cries to me everyday
Rants about life and how it's treating her
Why does it have to treat her this way?
She cries everyday
She hopes that someone is listening
But nobody cares that she feels this way,
They think it is a cry for help.
She trembles in fear
She doesn't want to be here.

Feeling alone is her specialty.
Making friends only causes wounds and casualties
She's a hopeless mess
You need to watch out for her
No one ever gives her love,
she is not what they want.

She cries everyday
She sighs, she gets carried away
She's paranoid as hell
She always feels this way
She wants to die
She is dead inside
She doesn't want to be alive.

You are probably wondering who/ what this poem is about. To answer your question, IT IS NOT ABOUT ME. This is for the girls and guys who struggle with depression and anxiety, for those who must know that they aren't alone. This is for the youth. How many have to die before we realize that no one is hopeless? We all have something to offer, and it's horrible to see all of my fellow friends and others struggling in the world today. Nobody is a hopeless mess. Nobody. Please remember that.

Who I Am

Do not try to convince me
Do not try to tell me that I do not understand
You cannot control me
This is who I am.

I hear everything, most people do not know
I sing in the shower just like everybody else
People try to insult me 
But I do not give them a reaction
I will not let it sway me
This is who I am.

I sing in the shower
I rant to my friends
I watch hundreds of shows
That is who I am.
I forget about the haters,
They will never consume my mind.
Forget about the shade, and move on with my life
No need to go undercover or be someone else
Because that is who I am.

Accept me or leave
But that is just who I am.

Not trying to boast at all,
But that is who I am.
That is just who I am.