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I got a bratty brother, he bugs me everyday,
This morning my step-mother gave my last slice of dignity away.
My Dad he acts like, like he's the boss of you, it's so true.

I wish I had a car,
I wish I were 18
I wish I had a dollar for ever adult who treats me mean.

I'm the saddest teen, who's struggling for a dream.

No one understands me, no one really cares.
No one gives a damn for all of those young, teenage tears.

I feel like I'm lost,
I feel like I'm alone,
I feel like negativity is my only clone.

I'm the saddest teen, who's lost all of her dreams...

That's really good, it's got a jagged, raw style to it. But, I got the feeling it's not quite finished, like there could be much continuation.... it's great just as it is but it's one of those flexible poems that could be changed, lengthened, decreased, whatever Also, I loved your rhyme scheme, it's difficult to keep a steady rhythm when writing so randomly but you did a good job. Nice message significance too.

Thank you! that's so nice of you!

I'll carry on with that poem but first, here's a different poem.

I have 12 poems about my mothers death and one about a snowman

Here it is!

I made a man with eyes of coal and a smile so bewitchin', how was I suppose to know that my Mum was dead in the kitchen?
La lalalalalalala!
My mothers ashes! even her eye lashes! are resting in a little yellow jar, and sometimes when it's breezy! it gets a little sneezy!

Golly....

You like it?

.... Well it really shows off how you are sad about your mother's death...

Nice poem blackc@t

It's not suppose to be funny furious

Thank you spidegrl.

Why the hell are you laughing??

Here's the extended edition you wanted Syren, hope you like it!

I got a bratty brother, he bugs me everyday,
This morning my step-mother gave my last slice of dignity away.
My Dad he acts like, like he's the boss of you, it's so true.

I wish I had a car,
I wish I were 18
I wish I had a dollar for ever adult who treats me mean.

I'm the saddest teen, who's struggling for a dream.

No one understands me, no one really cares.
No one gives a damn for all of those young, teenage tears.

I feel like I'm lost,
I feel like I'm alone,
I feel like negativity is my only clone.

I'm the saddest teen, the saddest kid who's lost all of her dreams...

Do I have a gift?
I know that I am cursed,
I feel like things just can't get any worse...

I'm the saddest kid, the saddest kid that loves to daydream...

I fall into my own world,
a world of happiness and fame,
a world with a different family and one that's not the same.

I wish that I was happy.
I wish they'd leave me alone.

Am I not suppose to have what I want, what I need?
Am I suppose to let myself cry, moan and bleed?

I want a different family, I want a different life.
Soon my next attempt will be reaching for the butcher kife...

I'm the saddest kid, the saddest kid who's trying to follow her dreams...

very nice!! clap

It sais

Lalalalalla

So...

But you laughed at this:



That aint funny !!!

People don't argue in my Poem thread! take it to a PM! Go!

Spidergrl I have to say I disagree with the saying "True friends are really true loves." in your sig.

Thats nice

your poem is kind of sad...then again lots of poems are...they're about personal life and related issues...

I like your poem...lots of people can probablto it in different or similar ways...

I tried to send out a comforting message to everyone that feels that way: You are not alone.

I really don't think Red X was intending to take the piss or laugh at your loss, I'm thinking they were laughing more at the context in which you wrote the poem. If I'm honest, the reason I said 'Golly' was because I simply didn't know what else to say. And that extended edition is fab hun clapping

Thank you!

I'll try coming up with some more poems soon.

oooooooo..............i have one life is bad (well i know it is not a poem buttttttttttttttt it is goood enouff for me)thank u thank usmartass

Here's a new one. I call it 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams.'

I fall down from the sky,
Down through the cracks of my own mind.

I walk through the shadows, of darkness, depression and screams,
I walk down through the streets, in the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

My dreams fall to pieces,
No more of today,
On the streets of the Boulevard, my dreams will fade away.

Tomorrows kids need a hero to shine the way,
If it's not you that does it, they'll surely stray away.

They'll fall through their broken dreams, down into the Boulevard, with each and every broken dream.
They all need a hero, someone to light the way. If you can't do it, their dreams will surely fade away.

Down through the alleys, of the Boulevard of Broken dreams,
Within the chambers of my own mind, I hear the tortured screams.

My shadow is my compassion, it's something to guide the way.
But if that can't do it, then it looks like I'll have to stay.

On the corner of the Boulevard, that is where I stand.
I stand waiting for a dreamer, a dreamer who needs a hand.

I wonder all alone, down the dark streets, down the dark streets on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

interestuing....

Originally posted by BlackC@t
I got a bratty brother, he bugs me everyday,
This morning my step-mother gave my last slice of dignity away.
My Dad he acts like, like he's the boss of you, it's so true.

I wish I had a car,
I wish I were 18
I wish I had a dollar for ever adult who treats me mean.

I'm the saddest teen, who's struggling for a dream.

No one understands me, no one really cares.
No one gives a damn for all of those young, teenage tears.

I feel like I'm lost,
I feel like I'm alone,
I feel like negativity is my only clone.

I'm the saddest teen, who's lost all of her dreams...

Thats not your original work,it was a novelty song released by the simpsons,known as moaning lisa blues.Youv'e just tweaked it a bit.

Originally posted by BlackC@t
Here's a new one. I call it 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams.'

I fall down from the sky,
Down through the cracks of my own mind.

I walk through the shadows, of darkness, depression and screams,
I walk down through the streets, in the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

My dreams fall to pieces,
No more of today,
On the streets of the Boulevard, my dreams will fade away.

Tomorrows kids need a hero to shine the way,
If it's not you that does it, they'll surely stray away.

They'll fall through their broken dreams, down into the Boulevard, with each and every broken dream.
They all need a hero, someone to light the way. If you can't do it, their dreams will surely fade away.

Down through the alleys, of the Boulevard of Broken dreams,
Within the chambers of my own mind, I hear the tortured screams.

My shadow is my compassion, it's something to guide the way.
But if that can't do it, then it looks like I'll have to stay.

On the corner of the Boulevard, that is where I stand.
I stand waiting for a dreamer, a dreamer who needs a hand.

I wonder all alone, down the dark streets, down the dark streets on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams...

Isn't boulevard of broken dreams a song title?????