POETRY: DECLAMATION PIECE, POEMS, SPEECH

IT'S HARD TO FIT IN Audrielyn E. Ulloa It's hard to fit in. My life is a misery. I've been through so much already and yet nothing is going well as planned. I need help but I don't have any friends. I need to be trusted but no one believes me. I need comfort but people use me as their laughing stock. Maybe it's because I'm fatter than the rest. Or maybe it's because my parents went to jail for selling drugs, which led me to training myself to live alone. Wherever I go, I hear people gossip about me. They'd laugh, insult and pick on me. But why me? I know my life isn't perfect. It's hard to fit in. But they have no right to put things in other people's mouths and expect me to be insensitive about it because I'm very sensitive! I've been sensitive since the day both my grandparents died from a car crash a decade ago. I'm 19 years old and I still get bullied. I don't know why I had to have this life. I also don't know if I ca...

THE INTERNET KILLED MY FRIEND  Audrielyn E. Ulloa The internet killed my friend so I will find justice! I will see to it that my friend will be able to die peacefully. She was a nice friend who liked spicy food. She had a camera and we would always take pictures. Then one day she bumped into a boy who she fell in love with. So many times I tried telling her that he was a playboy. There were signs! He looks at every girl he sees. He winks at them. And if that girl winks back, he bites his bottom lip and quietly moans. Then one day he brought my friend to his house and asked her to do it with him. If she doesn't, then she doesn't love him that much. But she was only 13. He was three years older than her and she was so young to get involved with that good-for-nothing woman magnet! But she did it with him. She was unaware that he had placed a camera inside the room and after they did it, he didn't even bother to bring her home! So my dear friend, Jennifer, called me and told me...

I'M STILL A KID  Audrielyn E. Ulloa I'm still a kid. A kid with plans. A kid who adores her parents. I am nothing like those kids who put on makeup and dress up like... like ADULTS!   Who do they think they are? They are still children. They should be lucky to have toys. They should like comic books and Barbie dolls, NOT praise... BEER! DRUGS! DATING!   YOU only live ONCE! You shouldn't smoke. You shouldn't run away from school.   Please! STUDY! GRADUATE! Then that's when you get married and have kids. That's when you decide what you will do for yourself.   Do not blame your parents when you go to jail. Don't tell them you never cared --- because THEY DID! They gave you a home, A LIFE! They lectured you because they cared.   BUT YOU! You wouldn't listen. Instead, you worship maleficent things! Dangerous activities! You come home late at night, stop going to school. You don't listen. You don't care.   Well, that's your problem! I know my paren...

I SAW A GHOST Audrielyn E. Ulloa I saw a ghost! I'm not joking! Mother? Father? Hello? Anybody there? Oh gosh. I'm all alone, stuck in this bedroom with nobody to protect me. Am I that evil? Am I that MEAN? Tell me what is wrong with me! Why am I seeing a ghost? *shivers * Ooh, I'm so cold. I can't breathe! What is HAPPENING? *gasp* I SAW A GHOST! A ghost is hugging me! I ran as fast as I can. I went to the bathroom and started to cry... cry... cry... Father... Mother... Sister... I am sorry! I'm sorry for being a horrible daughter! I'm sorry for lying about not doing my homework, for stealing sister's necklace! And when Mother asked if I took it, I said NO! Sister was CRYING! SHE WAS CRYING! I AM SORRY! Oh... please, PLEASE forgive ME! I didn't mean to lie to you. But this time, HONEST, there really IS A GHOST! *gasp* The ghost is COMING! Mother... Father... Sister... HELP ME! I saw a ghost. Wait. Wait... Father...? Mother...? Sister...? Father's th...

YOU DON'T KNOW ME Audrielyn E. Ulloa You think you know me? NO, you don't! I am not the same girl I am now. I do not wear luxurious jewelry or fancy eight-hundred dollar makeup just to look good. Now, you don't know me. You don't know me anymore. Why? Because you have no control over my life. I don't like pink. I abhor ANYTHING GIRLY! I hate you for doing this to me. NOW LOOK AT ME! I have a scar to remember of you and what you have done to ME! I don't listen to music anymore. I don't dress like Britney Spears and call myself beautiful because I've changed... and who to blame for the result? YOU! YOU BEAST YOU.. .YOU LIAR! I hate you! You ruined my life and I won't stop until I shout to the world how you redid me, turning me into your so-called cheerleader but actually spreading news how I'm your clown. Hah! NO WAY! I am NOT your CLOWN! I've changed. You don't know me anymore.

I SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO YOU Audrielyn E. Ulloa I should have listened to you. You were always there for me. You told me that he will hurt me. But I ignored your warning and still ran away with him. Now I live in the streets with nothing to eat. My clothes are dirty. My skin unclean. Oh, if only I could turn back time... Brother, I am sorry. You were right and I was wrong. I know you'll never forgive me for leaving and I am SORRY! I'M A DISGRACE! I once saw you. Boy, you grew! I used to tease you about how you'll Never have a future if you're as short as a dwarf. BUT NOW... now you've GROWN! And you're a... a lawyer, just like you wanted! I'm so proud of you. You have two little girls I believe I heard you call them Lucy and Wendy. And your wife... aww! She's a beauty. I know you'll never forgive me and I'm sorry! *gasp* HE SAW ME! MY BROTHER! He... saw... me? Uh... oh how do I look? Pathetic. Stinky. Gross. Ugh! You said Hi. Uh... Hi... oh, bro...

Mother, are you there? Audrielyn E. Ulloa   Mother, are you there? Mother, I'm home. Here, I brought you the bread you requested. Where are you? Mom? Please answer. Oh, where could she be? I went upstairs, to Mother's bedroom. She must be tired. Still in bed at 6 pm? Gosh. I opened the door... only to see Mother lying on the floor. Her blue eyes are closed. Her wrist had a HUGE cut! Nooo! MOTHER! Mother, wake up! WAKE UP! Please? I'm too young to lose a mother. Mom... mom... mom... *sobs* Mother is dead. *sobs* Now who will watch over me? Who? My father? NO! NOT MY FATHER! He left us for another woman. A model! A twenty-year-old Brazilian model who does not look nice, kind or worthy of my trust. She and Father met, I don't know, eight months ago and since then became crazy for each other. Then they got married and abandoned us! US! HER FAMILY! He said he loved Mother, but he never did. I will not live with that man! Mother is dead! Now I have nobody! We were happy witho...