POETRY: DECLAMATION PIECE, POEMS, SPEECH

Audrielyn E. Ulloa This isn't happening. This isn't happening. This... This isn't... This isn't happening. I am not hallucinating. I'm not! I'm not crazed. I'm not paranoid... ...or am I? You are paranoid. No, no. I'm not paranoid! I'm perfectly fine. My mind's OK. I'm thinking straight. And I've never killed anyone so why --- You've done it. You've killed her. Don't say, "Never." You murdered an innocent woman. It's your fault. No, no, NOOOO. It's not my fault. I didn't kill her. She started it even when we were kids. She'd pick on me. She'd copy from me. And never once has she apologized so she deserves to die. Wait. So you admit that you did kill her? You killed your classmate. Am I right? I didn't kill her. I only said that she deserves to die. There's a difference. And why am I even talking to myself? I must be crazy. So you admit that you are crazy. You've lost your mind. Am I r

Audrielyn E. Ulloa I hate it. I hate it so much. I hate that I have to do this. I hate that I have to do that. I hate that everyone is looking up at me, expecting me to solve every problem they're facing. I hate that I have to sacrifice all of my time for them, because of them and over them. What did I do to deserve this? Am I not good enough? Am I not qualified to be pampered? Am I always the one who has to give up all of my vacancy to please everybody? Look at me! This? This! This is the face of a dying breed, the kind that will die pretty soon. I'm tired of everything. I'm tired of all of you. I'm tired of my life. I hate that I'm the one who always has to give an answer to a question that I don't even know. I hate that my classmates are always copying my answers in every exam. And every time I say no, my gosh, they would always beat me up. IT'S INEVITABLE! IT'S INDESCRIBABLE! I deserve so much. None of you understand what I'm going through, wher

IT WAS TIME Audrielyn E. Ulloa I had to tell him, man. I had to. I needed to. It was time. It was time for me to be honest about how I feel. That's why I did that. That's why I wrote that poem. That's why I gave it to him. I can't take what I'm feeling for much longer. I simply had to tell him. I told him I loved him and didn't wait for him to say anything else because I knew what he was going to say. I knew that he would say no. I knew that he wasn't interested. He isn't interested. And he will never be interested. I told him this: "I've loved you for so long. I don't know what else to say. I feel that it is wrong if I start with, 'Hey.' Now, you know that you're the guy I was always referring to and I'm sorry because I love you." It was too much for me to handle. I simply had to declare it. Yes, I know I don't have the charms. I also know I don't have the body. But my love for him can last for eternity. I

MY FATHER IS A MONSTER Audrielyn E. Ulloa It was supposed to be a wonderful summer. I was so excited! My heart was pounding with great jubilant! My bags were packed. I was ready to go. "I can't wait to go to Hawaii! Ugh! I'm so excited! I'm ready to explore Honolulu. Oh, Honolulu..." By the time the plane landed, I was the first to get out. The whole family was smiling but I'm pretty sure I had the biggest smile you'll ever see. The hotel was huge. Huge! Very huge! I tell you, huuuuge! When we got in our room, I was ready to go swimming. I grabbed my camera but then --- "Can I come with you! Please? Mom wants to sleep. She's so exhausted." "Uh, excuse me? Olivia, I'm also exhausted but I'm making today an exception since I really want to check out the beaches here in Honolulu. I want to swim. Now? Leave me alone. Stay here." Ugh. The difficulties of having a little sister. I need a break. My trip here will help. This i

THE STRUGGLE IS REAL Audrielyn E. Ulloa The struggle is real. Indeed, it is. I fell in love with someone I can't have. He's famous, has too many fans and is loved by a fandom. I'm in the fandom. And I am so in love with him. The thought of not being able to win his heart makes me want to cry. The thought of him not being able to notice my existence hurts to the point where I want to break down and cry. The struggle is real. Indeed, it is. I've loved him for years. I ignored the guys my friends told me are interested in me. I've locked my heart away and only one person can unlock it. Only one person can win my heart. Wait. He's already won it! I know that the internet has a lot of rubbish stuff but sometimes I want to feel that it's real. I memorize his likes in a girl and the things he's afraid of. I have all his photos. I downloaded all of his songs yet I know I'm not the only one. I'm afraid. Gosh, I'm afraid! What if he meets someone? What

LIST OF DECLAMATION ·    FAKE ·    THE VOICE OF AN ORPHAN ·    THE KNIFE ·    I KILLED HER ·    THE LOST GIRL ·    BAD GIRL ·    AM I TO BE BLAMED ·    A GLASS OF COLD WATER ·    JUVENILE DELINQUENT ·    BE MY TRUE FRIEND ·    THE PAINS OF GROWING UP ·    FIVE LOAVES OF BREAD ·    THE PLEA OF AN ABORTED FETUS ·    ME AGAINST YOU ·    I WISH I WERE NOT BORN ·    HOOKED IN DRUG ·    OUR HOUSE WILL NEVER BE A HOME ·    BASTARD ·    A CALL FOR MOM AND DAD ·    THE PANG OF MISFORTUNE ·    TOO HIGH A PRICE ·    LRT BOMBING ·    THE CULPRIT ·    I DEMAND DEATH ·    VENGEANCE IS NOT OURS, IT'S GOD'S ·    THE RICH MAN AND THE POOR MAN ·    MEMORIES ·    THE NEW ME ·    DRESS DILEMMA ·    TAKEN FOR GRANTED ·    DESIRED FREEDOM