Magic

Whirls of joyous flames
kiss the sky.
They blur across my vision
as the wind nips at my nose.
Flowers of human creation
blooming around me
as the sky turns dark.
The windows are down,
hair streaks to and fro
across my vision.
Cutting the bright spirals
into strobed sections.

**This poem is on display in the city of Montpelier at Petals and Things for PoemCity 2015!**

Not Special

Nobody is different,
we are all sheep in a herd.
Not everyone can stand out
so no one can be different at all.
"Everyone is special"
is the fancy way to say
"nobody is special."

You will deny me.
You'll say "that's not me."
That reasoning is exactly why
you're exactly like everyone else.

You know the words I speak are true,
and yet,
I know,
you still deny them.
That's okay,
I didn't expect
instantaneous change.

Just remember
these words
when someone says,
"you remind me of [name]."

Pain

This is the second version of my original poem "Pain". This one focuses far more on the last stanza about a girl who was afraid of feeling which caused her to hurt others. 

She never felt a thing
as she thrashed them to and fro.
With her harmful words she shook them,
held her blade against their throat.

Pain is hard,
but it's good to know
that sooner or later
it ought to go.

Physical pain is probably
what came to mind at first.
But as she recalls,
the hardest pain
come from words conversed.

I NEED 3 POEMS

HELP! I need 3 poems that are under 20 lines to enter in PoemCity before the end of January. I can't enter ones I've already entered, which are labelled. If you're reading this, please leave a comment on this or one of my poems not currently labelled as having been entered in PoemCity, because I really need to choose some. It's okay if they're over 20 lines because I can cut them down! Please note the space between stanzas doesn't count as a line! Thank you so much!!!!

You're Not Perfection

"Don't judge a book by it's cover"
It's something we've all heard before.
Why can't people look past
the dark eyes, pale skin.
Why does no one see me
just because I prefer
different colors, styles.
Get over yourself.
You're no better than me
because your outfit came from a magazine.