Poems from PoetryPowerUser
My brain is not to be toyed with,
My brain can easily explode.
When filled with lectures and rote learning,
I want to hit the road....
Mom, I want to be Asian.
My mom stared at me like
I had sprouted another arm.
My first day in 3rd grade,
and I wanted to change...
I write to fill
the unspoken silence,
the unencumbered void
in which I live.
Books scream to be heard,
neglected by most.
I listened to...
In the backyard of our house
With the squirrels that climb
Up in the trees
In their own minds
In our heads relating
And share our...