Writing Prompt

“I’m happy! Happy happy happy’”.

“You have to be happy

Happy happy happy!

If your not happy!

You die! Hahahaha”

It’s illegal to be mad

Or sad or scared

Or nervous

Because you have to be happy.

Happy is good

It doesn’t matter if you are

We just need to smile

If you smile you are happy!

No one cares for the inside

You can be used as a toy

And people will still think your friends

They can beat ...

Jus a girl in her moment a girl in her ways and trying how to behave

Trying how to act , trying how to fit in , trying to do everything right from deep in

Deep inside trying not to hide walking around and I see you pass me by

As you walk pass me I hear a sound , a sound likee boom a sound like wow

From step by step I use my legs , not only using me legs but using my head

My head is wonde...

Deep within Cirque Du Noir, where the sun shines cold and all light is black, a hooded figure prances on the pavement. Under it’s grey cloak, a clown outfit can be seen, sending sparkling shadows sprawling through the street, a warning that the PoPolice is nigh.

The dancing officer’s eyes dart into tents and bleachers- where the population are sleeping. His scrutiny is a spotlight, any individua...

The government stared at our faces. For we were not allowed to show emotion. They intimidated us, but our faces were content and emotionless. They moved away, welcoming us into their cavern—a small home built for the president.

Fear was a weakness, they claimed. For fear did not show that you were courageous. As soon as he had taken over he took his power to the next level. We were not allowe...

she was hidden in her wounds, happiness drained out of her body from the day she turned 5. She oh so desperately wanted to be happy but her mother denied it. How was she just supposed to act sad and miserable or angry or anything other than happiness? She needed a way out, a way to feel some joy. Trapped and hurt, wounded and bruised, she always found a way to keep it to herself.

"Momma." "Yes, ...

Today marks the 7th anniversary since they took my parents away, yet I cannot mourn.

The government will not allow it, but every emotion—every feeling I have stuffed down since childhood is slowly rising, and I am running out of room to store it.

My mind is a stained canvas full of rips and tears, though it is not art. I am a mess that no artist can fix.

There is one photo I own of my parents, ...

I fell to the ground, shaking from my father’s blow. “You idiot! Why do I even bother keeping you around?! Ever since you were born, you’ve been nothing but trouble!”

“I’m sorry, Father,” I mumbled.

“Sorry?! Sorry won’t bring Priscilla back!”

I cringed, waiting for him to strike me again. Instead he pointed and shouted, “Go to your room! The sight of you makes me sick!”

I obediently rose to my fe...

I want to scream

That I want you

All of the time

But I’ll get murdered

My head hurts

When I can’t

Get down on a knee

Begging for you to love me

I don’t see why

She can’t express her love

For me

And why it makes me want to fly

I don’t love her

She’s just the reason

I’m at this party

And my only hope...

In this world frowning is not allowed. The president noticed everyone looked sad one day and decided to make it a law. He tried to make everyone happy, but it led to a different outcome.

I was getting ready to go to my mom’s funeral. I knew I couldn’t cry even though I really wanted to. My mom had been there for me on the worst of days and I’m not even allowed to properly mourn her.

Once I get ...

i'm not perfect

i'm just a girl

i fail, i cry

i'm not perfect

i'm just a girl

i fall short, i lie

i'm not perfect

i'm just a girl

i have feelings, i get mad

i'm not perfect

i'm just a girl

i trip, i am not glad

i'm not perfect

i'm just a girl

BUILD A BRIDGE AND GET OVER IT

i'm not perfect

i'm just a girl

i hate glitter, i dislike pink

i'm not perfect

i'm just a girl

i like to write, i then...