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People Will Never Know My Real Name

People Will Never Know My Real Name

Hiiii, my name is—you really thought I would tell you my name? Anyway I’m a teen poet who who’s fairly new hear, poetry is a way for me to create, vent, and express myself.

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People Will Never Know My Real Name

People Will Never Know My Real Name

Hiiii, my name is—you really thought I would tell you my name? Anyway I’m a teen poet who who’s fairly new hear, poetry is a way for me to create, vent, and express myself.

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Writings
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Followers
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living

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

Sonder

the feeling of which we realize everyone

is living

just

like


you


a wonder

really

how we realize

such uncomprehending things

exist...

Poetry

Fantasy

3
collisions

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

and we are just children

running into each other

scraped knees

smiling still


because each collision

is just that

no more complicated...

Poetry

YA fiction

1
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the deceased

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

How do you know the deceased

well here’s the thing

they linger

float

the dark smoke

curls around us

we are each made of dead people

the fearlessness of your five year old self

that best friend until fifth grade

rember how naive you were when you blew 11 candles?

you know that mind too

but

at what point do you pronounce something dead?

not breathing, sure

but what about when suddenly you look ba...

Poetry

YA fiction

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Peace

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

Is there such thing as to much peace?

Happiness

One click

There it is the lull of of the ever present

Never ending

Crave for attention

Feeds our soulless heads

And its just one more swipe

One more instant happiness

But now

Our minds are rotted

ripe for picking

We’ve become shells

Of every present being

That walks

and now

finally

our weary bones

have too much

and we lay to rest

6 feet under

suffo...

Poetry

YA fiction

4
Might the Monsters Come

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

build each wall carfeully

stack brick after brick

dont let them see you like this

and you can wrap

and twist

in the masks you make

until your skin is stuck

and your tongue is tied

and the monsters may not be real

but shut your mouth tightly

might the monsters come...

Poetry

Horror

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And he lived

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

and she was so close

to becoming who she

was “meant to be”

a checklist

she didn’t write

long hair

check

pink dress

wearing

“polite attitude”

(conforming to the patraichary)

of course

she’s so close

to bottling him in

She fought like hell

Victory was in arms reach

But she he switched sides...

YA fiction

Drama

4
Secret Rebellion

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

We all rebel

In small ways

After all

How

Else

Are we to keep

Our

broken

Twisted

Small minds

From the raging thoughts

For we are already mad

but we like to belive we

are

not...

Poetry

YA fiction

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Next School Year Is Gonna Suck

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

(I didnt folllow the prompt, I just used it so I could free write)


I dont know

What it will be

Like

To

Pretend

Next

year

When someone calls the attendance

Asks who am i

I dont want to pretend

That i am their stupid girl

I dont want my head to turn around when

They

Say

That

Name

And I dont want to

have to

Tell them

Who I am

Because their mind

Will

Only

Enjoy

My lies

The ones I picked fro...

Poetry

YA fiction

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The World Far Beyond

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

The tree from a world far beyond

A dimension of ideas far from ours

The stars shine holding a special bond

With the twisting roots connecting our world


Hidden by our eyes

Our ignorance and wistful lies

But sometimes the starlight

Will creep and unfurl


We cover our truths in myths

The creator of gods, a lonely blacksmith

Really just a human, but amplified over the dark abyss

Each pebble dropped, ...

Poetry

Science fiction

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A Love Story

People Will Never Know My Real Name

1 min read

The girls walked through the mazes of rides

They never went on any

But just the choice of so many

Was enough for none

No they wanted more

She

The one people called perfect

Each time she pretended

She wanted the courage

To be brave enough to ask her

She

With brown coils cut short

With scissors she had used one to many times

She wanted she wanted what her heart thought was impossible

She just ne...

Poetry

Romance

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