Azja Madden

Grade: 12

Cleveland School of the Arts

Instructor: Amber Jacob

Facade

Poetry

Facade

I always clear my throat before speaking in hopes that my words will come out in a roar
that whoever I'm giving them to will understand what I'm saying and I won't be confusing
I'll be brilliant and clear
instead I sound like a mouse
I'm learning how to be brave though
Which I'm in limbo with loving and hating because it's making me mean.
when you've spent so much time hushing your truths, the moments where you find it in you to speak louder
it's aggressive and you're not sure anymore what exactly you mean;
but you know that you're not saying yes when you wish to say no.
I think I'm living for the thrill
Like I''m convincing myself that I love horror movies
And I enjoy roller coasters,
I've never screamed on one
But I love them at night
When you cant see whats coming next
And the wind just hits you
Reaching that peak waiting for the drop
It's unclear if you're getting butterflies or if somethings changing in you on the ride;
I try to convince myself that I like change but that would be a lie.
Uncertainty scares me

Comfortably alone

Poetry

Comfortably alone

When I imagine my future
I drive a beetle
A yellow or beige volkswagen beetle
I don't care too much for the color though
The year will be 2009 and the roof will be a like a convertible
It'll be decorated in flowers and peace signs
I'll live in Montclair, New Jersey with a dog named Georgia.
I would love if she was a corgi but that wouldn't fit the aesthetic
So she'll be a brown and white Cavalier King Charles Spaniel
She'll always have a polka dot ribbon tied to her
And her ears will always flap in the wind during car rides.
I'll be a mom
but only to one person
I'll do the car pools and soccer practice
PTA meetings and chaperoning school events
I'll be present during recitals and watching from the sidelines during science fairs.
they'll ask me why they have no siblings,
I lie and say because of the pain but in reality it's because I don't want to share them
And I hoped they wouldn't want to share me too
For some reason I'm not married nor am I divorced
Maybe it's the thought of my partner being absent in everything
We don't argue or laugh or go to bed together
Just radio silence

Love is blind

Poetry

Love is blind

Love poetry on pinterest is meant for teens
Its meant for young impressionable hearts
To give them a kick start on what there could be
But not what's actually out there
When your heart matures and everything that was once mended shatters
You dwell upon soft love
And how easy it seems
Love is you smiling while squeezing your heart
Hoping that it'll get the hint to stop beating
Because they're back is towards you holding theirs to someone else
It can not see them ignoring you
The same way it can not see your tears
If it could, it'd start squeezing itself too