Poems by Yasmin

Yasmin's Day- pretty good so far

Hey, hey hey How you doin'? Can you snell my Jewsey accent? No?.... Ok....
So hey guys! :)
Well not much has happened... Well kinda. I mean I guess it's the usual...as usual as my life gets....
So I will be posting more poems... I have so many....
Of course like usual I will update on Wednesday and throughout the week.
Also I return to school tomorrow... Which sucks ass...
I mean it's not that bad, but damn who wants to go back to school?
I mean seriously....
Whatever....
Ugh. I really don't have much to say maybe I should update you on my life....
Ummmm.... Ok......
So let me see....
FEB: Well as usual in February I had no one. Someone died...a distant cousin I think. I really didn't know him well really... He died in a car crash on impact.... R.I.P.
MAR: I really didn't do much in March.
April: Well present dayday. I still haven't done much with my life. I'm still a single, bisexual person that no one listens to at school... To tell you guys the truth....
Writing poetry makes me feel like someone cares enough to take their time to read what I feel and have to say....
I admit it.... Sometimes I feel like my friends take me for granted.... I don't know you tell me....
EX1:
"Hey whacha guys talkin' 'bout?" i'll ask. "Nothin...don't tell her guys... continues talking/whispering to our friends.
EX2: "Hi _____ How are you doin?" i'll say. She'll say "Shut up....i'm not in the mood..." But when is she? (She says this everyday.)
EX3: I'll say "Hey guys did you hear ______ and ______?" *They continue as i'm not there.
EX4: They'll say "Your so immature....grow up." Isn't that why you became my friends..... I don't know if you heard that.... It's my heart breaking more than it already has......
EX5: They say "What's wrong with you why aren't why aren't you your usual self?" Didn't you want to me to grow up or soemthing....I feel broken isn't that enough.
EX6: ___#1___ is feeling sick. "No don't touch her....she's not in the mood..." ___#2__ says. But she likes it....??

You know what I could go on, but i'd rather not.....

I bet you if I died..... I FUCKING BET YOU.......
They would all say they knew me....cared about me....understood me....loved me..... or they would say "We are sisters and always will be... abd blah blah blah" or "We were real close...." or "She was so funny" or "I wish she were here right now"
No....just don't.....
I would be looking up from hell saying...."Stop....please....your lies are killing me....even in my death.... even on my death your killing me with your lies........"
I don't know guys.......
I've been to too many funerals....
and i've had too many bad people....
If you want me to describe what they did (not their names) just tell me in the comments and I will in the next Yasmin's day.......
So yeah.... I guess I got moody... Sorry.........
This wasn't my plan....
I love who ever reads these or comments on these....
I am so truly, mega, super, deeply thankful....
Last year was pretty terrible and it got better ever since I published this story as my poem/blog journal.....
Thank you..... So much.....
Just know that this support I get.... as it gets stronger, puts me back together.....
Thank you.....
I will always be thankful....More than you guys will probably ever know....