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Hi! Before I start posting my writing, a short introduction.

I’m Greta, I am a freshmen in high school. I have been writing since I could sing the alphabet and started writing stories at first. I discovered my love for music when I was nine and started writing my own songs and poems when I was ten. I write all the time, keeping a journal, a poetry journal, and writing a lot of songs. I have written three full albums and a lot of single songs but I have not released anything yet. My favorite musician is Taylor Swift, my favorite songs right now are us, the great divide, and opalite. My favorite book is Alone by Meghan E. Freeman, and my favorite poem is The summer day by Mary Oliver.

Here is a poem I wrote this morning!

“Nobody”

Nobody knows me.
Nobody knows what keeps me up at night.

Demons
And
Secrets
And
Voices that
SCREAM.

Don’t pretend you know me.
You don’t know what I hide.

Scars
And
Beauty
And
Pure, broken
Rawness

You think that you know me.
But nobody knows me.

I’m on my own.

oooh it’s really good!

Thank you that is so sweet!

New poem for today! I wrote this one a few days ago.

“Spring”

Spring keeps me alive
Reminds me that I have to stay
That I still have to find
Why I am here
And what I should be doing with my life
I have always told myself
“There is more than this”
And that I will find it
Sitting here, in a field of flowers
It feels like that could be true

ooh I love that, it really shows the calm nature of spring :)

Thank you <3

I’m posting two today because I have been writing a lot lately.

This one is untitled

I can’t fly

Though…

I have never tried

Maybe I am wrong

But what if I climbed

To the very top

Of something tall

Just jumped off

And I didn’t fall?

I wrote this poem yesterday and it’s one of my favourites.

“Knowing You”

Getting to know you is a poem
It is a mess at first
You still feel every word
Every single tear or spark

Getting to know me I seem fine
I am a mess inside
But nobody can see through my mask
I layer it up with flowers and smiles.

You are like water
Peaceful and safe
But still slips through my fingers
Every drop wild and together and perfect

I am like air
Fleeting and light
Floating away
I could be gone in one gust of wind

Knowing you is true
It is amazing and messy
You say every word you feel
So much braver than I am

Knowing me is impossible
Because I never open myself
Everyone thinks they have me figured out
I wish I was as brave as you

Greta wrote: "I wrote this poem yesterday and it’s one of my favourites.

“Knowing You”

Getting to know you is a poem
It is a mess at first
You still feel every word
Every single tear or spark

Getting to know ..."

Your poem is very beautiful.
You express the separation between the inner self and the outer self in a simple and elegant way. The imagery is strong, the language is light, and I really enjoyed reading it.

However, the lines in the third stanza:

“You are like water
Solid and safe”

felt a little disconnected to me.

If you change it to something like:

“You are like water
Fresh and peaceful”

I think it would fit the poem better and feel more natural with the imagery.

What about “Peaceful and safe”. It’s like a middle ground?

New poem! Wrote this date weeks ago.

“Fantasy”

Driving through painted hills
Pull over on a shoulder with a view
Twenty minutes late
Just to kiss you

yes

Some lyrics from a song I wrote a few months ago!

Roses come with thorns
I come with a warning
Cozy winter mornings
Fade into my tears

This is how I was born
I hope I can show you
I don’t want to hurt you
I just want to be heard

Can you hear my roar
Like a wounded lion
Loud but still so quiet
Ringing in my head

Here we go again
Linger in my headlights
Think on you every night
Before I go to bed…

love it <3

Thanks :3

Sry I have not posted in a while
Here are some more lyrics I wrote this week

I can dream about
Winter weather
Cocoa kisses
What’s real
Is really slipping
Know that
Solid ground is missing
I don’t know what is
Is this?
After rain
Streets that glisten
My mind
Is slowly dripping
I know that
I need to end this
You’re the only one
Who can fix this

Another one! I wrote these lyrics this week as well

I fantasize
Laying in the park
Hazel eyes
Glowing summer like
Golden hour
Tell me all your secrets
Pick a flower
Put it in my hair

I wrote this one week or two ago

The shattered shards
Glisten iridescent greens and pinks
Broken beyond repair
Blood stained from past mistakes
Emotion overflowing
In the lights refracted off
Chrystal clear and clean
But you still can’t see through them

New poem! Wrote this last night.

Every day is busy
Every day is full
There isn’t time for me to stop
And breathe
But every day is gray
Every day is empty
Why can’t I feel
Anything?
Not when I smile.
I’ve been programmed
To look happy
Even when nothing is there
Not when I cry.
I hide in my room
Even though
I don’t want to disappear
I don’t want to become
Nobody
So I press myself into
Any pain I can find
Digging deeper
And deeper
Until I can feel something
Just for a moment
I should stop
I would stop
But pain is a road
Even if one that
Should not be taken
Because we know where it leads
Nothingness is a dead end
And I want to feel
Something
I want to be
Somebody

New poem! Wrote this just now.

Sometimes I feel like nobody
Like I might disappear
Like I will never be seen
Like I am invisible

Sometimes I feel annoying
Like I take up too much room
Like I am far too loud
Like I am just a compensation for how small I am inside

Feelings leak through my mask
Bleeding onto your hands
You are being accused of making me like this
I am too small inside to tell them it’s my fault

That my smile and my loudness
I not who I am
But painting over artwork
I am a coward so I hide

New poem, this one is actually titled!

“All in Shades of Blue”

The graffiti reminds me of my skin
My chest and neck
My face and hands
When they aren’t covered with lipgloss and lace

The wall is painted over, the color covered up
The tips of a flowering vine are frosted with beige
Why choose beige over those bright colors?
All in shades of blue

The color is sometimes grayish
Sometimes as electric as stars
Sometimes as wild and true as the ocean
Sometimes as light as the sky

The color is a wish
The color is a song
The color is a scream
All in shades of blue

In that moving car on its way to LA
For one tiny moment I see the color underneath
The layers that are so ingrained in the stone
The colors that can’t protest against this

It’s all the same
The rest of the wall
Brick after brick
For the rest of the ride I feel sick

“Sit Here” —Free verse, pretty bad unedited. I might release a polished version later.

There he goes
Last time I’ll see him
For four days
He knows that
He didn’t say goodbye
I’ll sit back here
And I’ll eat my packed lunch
Because they didn’t
Ask me
To come
I had a meltdown a few nights ago
I tried to talk to him
But he never texts back
I sat there
Crying on my bedroom floor
Because I had nobody to talk to
And for a moment
It felt just like how it was before
When I was kept hostage here
Before I ruined my life
Just to get out of the house
I’d sit there
And pour my feelings
Onto a blank page
That could have been anything
But ended up blurry stupid poems
That he wouldn’t understand
Anyway
I guess I’ll sit here
And not leave
Because I am the steady one
the one that doesn’t fall apart
At least not on the outside
I’ll sit here