Thursday, February 19, 2009

"Perfect"

We'll love you when your perfect.
Push a little harder!
Try a little more!

SHUT UP!

Mom, dad, I can't be perfect! I can't get 100's every test. I, like every other kid, do sometimes forget my homework. I love you guys but you make me feel like I have to push myself constantly. Like whatever I get isn't good enough for you. If I get a 99, "Where did the one point go?" If I miss a homework assignment, "How could you forget that!?" It drives me nuts. I love you but you really need to lay off. And to Mrs (teacher name), no one could ever possibly live up to the standards you set.

Depression

It washes over me in waves. No matter how hard I try, I can't stop it. It comes just like the ocean surf. No sleep last night. I tossed and turned. The only sound to console me was the ticking of the clock on the wall. I feel like no one can help me. No matter how many times they say: "I'm sorry." or  "Chin up!" I can't seem to become happy again. I've almost forgotten the feeling entirely. I feel empty without her. She completed me.

No one ever thought we were serious but we were. I loved her. She loved me. That's how it works right? Then why did it have to end like it did? She just said we didn't click? Not like her. Is she cheating? Paranoia also set in last night. I kept replaying almost every second we were together. 

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Breakup

She told me we didn't click.
We just wouldn't last.
Should I move on from her?
Or stay in the past?

Why should I bother?
Why should I care?
But she crushed my heart.
It just isn't fair.

What if I thought we clicked?
Didn't she notice?
All the gifts I had given her?
The bracelets and roses?

We still have to pass
In the hall everyday.
I try to forget, 
Push it away.

But the memories never fade.
They don't go away.
They'll be there forever
I sit in dismay.