small and significant

You may be a small part of this world, but you are not insignificant!

Tag: Teenager

Calling (poem)

My joy and peace
My sorrow and pain
My life I want to share
With someone
Who's there
With someone who listens
Someone who cares.
My all I want to give
To the mind and body of another
For us to connect
In that most magical manner.

I wonder if I'll ever know it
That love that all desire
I wonder if it does exist
That puzzle piece
With which I'd fit.

They all can talk
And try to teach me
Hold me tight
And try to reach me
But none of them seem
To truly get me.
They hold on to the person 
That I used to be
While losing the one
I am becoming, clearly.

So when I close my eyes 
I see, I feel
I hear the words that someone speaks
And know that they are just for me.
And when I awaken
From this most beautiful of dreams
I search the night sky
For a sign of what seems
To be another soul
Calling for me.


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Free (poem)

Wind and rain,
Come and take me home.
Carry me away
And into the storm.
Because with wind in my hair,
Rain on my skin,
Lungs full of fresh air,
I can finally see
What it means
To be free.


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Prison (poem)

I see myself imprisoned,
I see myself in chains
While all this sadness, anger, pain
Is running through my veins.

I blame it on home, I blame it on school,
I blame it all on society
So I can say 'It's not my fault:
They're quenching individuality.'

But now I see,
That isn't true.
In the end it's always me,
Who is in control.

Living in this society,
With its rules and regulations,
Can often make you feel unfree.

And it will always be hard
To pluck up the courage
And follow your spark.

But it the end,
What it's all about,
Is that you find the courage 
To turn what you know around
And open your mind
To the freedom you have
To get rid of what's a plight
And choose what feels right.


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Mirrors (poem)

If only mirrors could show me 
Who I truly am inside,
If they could be the doors
Into my perfect, dream-world life,
I could just be myself 
And would never have to hide.

I would know where to go,
What path to take,
I would be sure 'bout what I do 
From the moment that I wake.

No chains could tie me down,
No expectations hold me back.
I would just go into the world
And be sure to make a change.

If only I wasn't so unsure,
If only there wasn't all this fear,
If it weren't for the pressure,
It'd be so much easier.

But I know: 
It wouldn't be my life
If it was easy
And it wouldn't be me
Without my share of misery.


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Imperfect (poem)

In moments when you think about the world
And say:
With all this anger, pain and haste,
How could I ever be happy living in this place?
Don't let the thought that the world will never be perfect
Make you think that life isn't worth it.
See the potential that lies in everything and everyone
And the power you have to change what is going wrong.
Do what you can
And let hope
And the wish to make the world a better place
Give you the strength to take on this challenge with grace
Be thankful for the beautiful sides of life,
For the ability to stand up for what matters
And for the people who help you thrive
You are not alone
With all the others who are already on your side
And the ones to whom you will become a guide
Potential can be turned into reality
And even when you come to the end of your little piece of infinity
What mattered to you will live on in the hearts of others
And that way, you'll do wonders


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