My Fragile Self

Here's the Rules:
Express your Self by
Writing a Poem or a self style poem is okay, Quotations, Story type, Or like a Essay Etc.
You can Express your self
From any of this
you Can Express your self in More than once
that's All





I envy you
to have a very Fragile Body
being Misunderstood
being judge by other people
Acting like steel
Every words they threw on me
can't even scratch me
enduring everything
without releasing a Single word
even though i ignore it
keeping in and being held on
I'm still a Human right
i can stil get hurt



to have this
it make me want to envy Everyone
to express there Emotion without being Judge....................

I am only but a mere human.
Fragile as I am, I am just that kind of woman.
Afraid to be alone but wanting time to myself,
Always afraid of asking for help.
But I have my strengths too.
Even though there aren't many amazing things I can do.
I like to look at nature and the people around,
I like to read and write, my pencil's scritchy-scratchy sound.
I want to be the hero of my own story,
Where I can withstand all obstacles and pains that seem gory.
It feels like I'm in an egg, waiting to grow.
The truth? If I break out of my shell, I will know.
I don't look up a lot, because I always look down.
I don't think about treasures, items, or a precious crown.
I look down to think about everything I've found.
Everything about life, that makes the world go round.
My life, will I make it work the way I want it to, all smooth and cool?
Or will everything fall and I'll be made into a fool?

No.
I won't make that so.
I'll make it work, even if things decide to not go my certain way.
I'll do everything to be happy and make others happy despite the result anyway.
It's just who I am, a mere human soul, as any other living being.
The future (our future, the world's future, my future) I look forward to seeing.
Live life in optimism and try to be happy, as best as you can.
Even if you are down, pick yourself up and be, one of mankind, a man.
Try your best and live life well, whatever you permit you promote,
So promote things, great things, that can make this world rock a better boat.
That's what I'm trying to do,
Wouldn't you like to help too?

lol, copy-pasted from my dA:

I may be crazy,
but it's a lie,
I just have a twisted sense of humour.

I may be stupid,
but isn't that just an excuse,
for my lack of determination?

I'm definitely not
the most handsome person alive,
but isn't it what's inside that matters?

Maybe I shouldn't
point out all my flaws,
because isn't it better
if I look on the bright side?
I should try to start everyday
with a smile on my face.

You're the most beautiful person
in my life,
maybe now you can be satisfied?

You're smarter than I am for sure,
at least there's room for
some friendly competition.

You're the crazier than me,
maybe that's why
you make me laugh so much.

Maybe I should
point out all your strong points,
because isn't it better,
if you look on the bright side?
You should try to start everyday
with a smile on your face.

We may not be the closest couple,
but the only reason we aren't
is the large gap of land separating us.

We aren't the most famous couple,
but maybe we don't need
all the attention to be happy.

We aren't the greatest couple,
in everyone else's eyes,
but isn't that a reason to love eachother
more than anyone ever could?


I wrote it while I was still with my girlfriend... xD

It tries to express how I can't evr admit that there's somethign wrong with me. :\

This was years ago, too. I really suck with words. I'll probably try writing something else up later.

I wipe away
Tears in eyes
Murder in heart
I kiss away
'Nades in my hand
I blow it all
Gameover
As I fall
Screams
That were never there
Life moves on
And so shall I

Every Piece in me
Every Pages inside
Every puzzle on me
is falling apart
The Piece of Myself
The Pages in my Heart
The Puzzle in my Mind
is setting me apart
and Breaking into Thousand pieces
the pages in my heart
are being revealed
The puzzle in my mind
is missing some pieces
with this clouded heart
it seems that i can't
clear myself out
with some many pieces
shattered from the ground
i can't able to................

I'm just a ghost that other people ignores
Even when I have a body that could felt their warmth
Driven by the resolve to give, I got harsh words thrown away at me
Here I dwell whimpering on the gutters of darkness
Were there somebody who will understand me?
Accept me as I am, as I do accept them
Give my regards to them, now I'm done with this life
I'm now returning to the eternal darkness
Because you have no need for me
Give me the reason to come back, into this world
A world of insults, the world of ignorance
Give me the equal price that will made me overcome that day
The day when I shall triumph
Therefore I'll give my blessings to this world, now and forevermore.
Shall I destroy my own ego, now it merged with the population.

And so here I sit, arms crossed with an unsatisfied look on my face. My eyes narrow and I smile as I tear you down. I critically analyze and attack every portion of your being, and then I laugh, and then you laugh. Why? Because I care for you enough to let you know these flaws exist. I respect you enough to tell you when something you cherish isn't what you think it is. That is why I smile. That is why you smile, while on the inside, you feel hatred fester.

I laugh. I always laugh. It's disgusting, really, especially when the subject of the conversation is a woman getting curb-stomped for refusing to hand over fifteen dollars outside of my local commissary. I laugh at the dead. The dead woman named Tina who was too proud to be mugged. My dead father who saw me off to school in the morning and was at the cusp of oblivion when I got home at 2 PM. My friend Ben who went to Iraq with a smile and returned in a coffin with a flag draped over it. I laughed at all these people. I laugh at all these people. I always will laugh at all these people, because deep down, I know I will write about them here. I will give them their lives back by telling of them to you, who don't know them, who don't know me. For a brief second, my father will smile again, Ben will snap off one more crisp salute, and Tina will look at you with fierce pride in her almond eyes. I laugh because it keeps them alive. If I confront their deaths and cry, then they truly die forever, and so I laugh. I laugh so I can keep them here. I laugh so I can keep myself.

Bored with nothing to do, nothing special to think about
Watching the clock as the times gone by
All of the sweet memories fading away with all those happiness
I don't know what to do than just typing this story
Hope my boredom could be lifted by watching words dancing around in a white paper
Out of ideas, the environment turns into white
All white, now I'm drowning on nothingness
Just awaiting the time when the smile on my face to come back