Defrosting

Lack of feeling
Just so happens
To be
A feeling...
It's just a so very dull one.

We crave the drama;
Some crave the stage...
Others crave the scenery...
Give me the love story

Tell me I mean something
More than I seem

Pretend you notice
When I smile
And try
To meet your eyes
(they're hard to look into;
like Medusa without the snakes)

monotony is
perhaps
worse than
depression.

No one ever looks my way and
I am never seen and
you never read my mind like I wish you would and
I know this is my fault but I'm so sick of trying and failing
And why
Am I
The only one
Who appreciates
Subtext?

My prose consists
Of things I've never
Felt
And my advice
Is not born from experience
And I am a mere hypocrite,
Spouting words of so-called wisdom

Wise?
Wisdom comes with bravery, does it not?
I never received my share.
I never speak to you.
Nunca voy a olvidarte.
Ya tu me olvidas.

We speak such a complex language
If we speak at all
I know you don't speak to me.

I am a pitiful Buddhist...
Questing for the unattainable...
Living for the unknown.

I'd like to learn someday soon
How overrated kisses really are,
Or if I'm not so insensible
As I make myself out to be.
I'd like to dance to my
Favorite slow song,
And feel for once as if
It was something worth remembering
And cherishing for always.
Always, and forever.

I wish I knew
What the indentation was for.
I wish I knew
What I was talking about.
I wish I knew
Why they call it falling.

The song one wants to hear the most
Is never on the radio.

Never going to forget you.
You already forget me.
Couldn't remember to begin with,
Impossible to be forgotten.
The name's not Amy.

Honor Roll
Creative Writing Club
Concert Choir
Only yearbook photos
And application fillers...

Poetry
Prose
Carefully hidden sketches
Inkblots on my wall
And on my sheets

Tears

You'll never see.

Not numb only
Also lonely
Unintentional rhyme
For less than a dime
Intentional that time.

No pity, nor
Condolences,
Nor someday.

It is not
Today and that
Is not
Enough
For me
When I need
Something
This
Desperately.

Routine
Does not
Agree
With me.