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love is when  he comes over to your house at midnight because its raining  just to kiss you even though your mom said no, and his mom said no too because he knows you love it when it happens in movies
GoPro cameras and Selfie Sticks, our ancestors would be horrified. But it doesn’t matter because fabricated images, and fraudulent stories are glorified. What’s wrong with putting your best self out there?
I live in a world where 1+1 equal 2
What I see is different how can this be The light in my eyes are a bit brighter than yours My heart beats and thinks lesser than yours I feel like a wildflower in a pool of roses
No, I am afraid you’re wrong. I am words And lyrics  I am “tell me that I am everything you need.”   No, I am not silence.  I am tears and laughs 
When I grow up, what do I want to be? A sailor sailing the mighty sea?   A doctor curing many pains? A legendary soldier who slays but never gets slain?  
Some people judge you Most people want to be you What do I want? Acceptance I can’t change who I am This is the only life I have I will always be Too skinny  
Twinkle Twinkle Big bright star Our precious baby you`re not so far. When I`m sad and feeling alone, I close my eyes and know you`re in heavens home. Every day my heart aches,
Some teachers are nice, others are smart. Mine is just fat  and smells like a fart.
I crave the act of running my fingers through your hair, To hold your face in my palms and kiss every part of it, Your nose, Cheeks, Left eye, Right eye,
The sounds of the sky elude the eye And the scents of the night fill thy nostrils As chill passes through thy window dear  Mine ear beckons to hear the sweet serenity
If you are Caucasian, Asian, or of Middle Eastern persuasion everyone wants to be black for the occasion You wear saggy jeans and you come off like this Do you really know what its like to be black and dissed
Among the stars
your body is gone your heart is too this feels so wrong i miss you too  
"First step's so called education, next we bring assimilation. We keep you passified so you will follow" Send out the soldiers & fill up the prisons, Stand in line for superficial pleasures
There you are sitting.. Dazed and distracted... Are you alive? Can you hear me? You've made mistakes... You didn't catch a big break...... But don't stop trying.   Don't escape.
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to say whatever you want without ridicule? Or maybe you want to do physical things like grabbing a can without issue.
A suffering child shall not cry. A suffering child shall not let a tear run down their cheek to stain the soft brown skin that child was once felt comfortable in.
how do i get through? do i take the long way? do i take the short? how about the easy? no, what about the hard? how do i see through? do i look right? or do i look left?
All I wanted was to breathe. Breathe deeper and let it go. Go where I had never gone before. Before.... That's a confusing term for many. Many years ago. One year? One day? Day one. He was there.
Slam! Going at this because Im going HAM. By the time im through you'll know exactly who I am.  I resonate through all the oceans and all the lands. Being attacked by feelings that many will never understand.
People will judge you from you looks to you attutide  to your nails to your shoes that is what people do they wont remember your name unless you rise into fame and have money and expensive things
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Putting pen to paper Is more difficult than it sounds During the night It's easy I'll write of adventure Of fights Of romance Of tales incredible to behold
looking back at the past Before you past I remember so little I thought you were fit as a fiddle I can't remember your smile i haven't seen it in a wile If only I could hear your voice
Faces gleam in empty windowpanes Pressed against the glass, Glued, judging, watching as they invaded the domain Their domain. The hospital. Shivers coursed down the visitor’s spine,
I see light ahead of me Darkness Behind Clouds to the side Fog making me blind I see the oceans above me And stars underneath my feet I see a door  and my voice is the key
You're fat. You're short.. You're dark.
I’m sorry fatherSometimes I forget to pray
at first glance my heart wanted tp dance dance when i see you you light  up my face i never want to leave you i want yoou fiorever in my life
I try but the words don't come For once, I'm rendered speechless
Where does my happiness come from? I often like to ponder this particular question whenever I’m feeling particularly partial to my emotions. I mean it, not like I have a reason to, so why do it? But then I look back and it all makes sense
People just don't understand what we go through everday. Sitting here, sitting there trying to make straight A's. Looking at other people making thier grades, then we become afraid,
The battle's raging, A war in my head. Shot's have been fired, My feelings all dead. I sound the alarm and call for retreat. But its too late for that, As I've already been beat.
From country to country   When I was two years I left my country I left to Asia to a better country After seven years there we became angry
Spring: Morning beauty As I hear the birds chirp Flowers blossoming from the ground Summer: Sun beaming down on my skin Kids playing in the beach sand I splash into the cold water
Never give up when in doubt After darkness light will shine Even during a struggle never pout   Your pain will go away with a great amount Just be patient with your time's time that we part     Here now I leave along with your troubles So you may stay happy as you've always been   More than you now are the memories precious
tick tick tick Time is always running out. tick tick tick What can I do about it?   The tock tock tock Makes my brain tick tick. The tick tick tick
As I wander through the ink, letters and pages.
Close your eyes and imagine All the things that could happen Wake up to a cup full of coffee
Mom is white. Dad is black. So what does that make me? Mixed? Right.
I remember the breeze blowing through the trees, blowing from the east, to the west,  we called it "fresh". The beaches would call out my name, it was the same way, everyday. 
I really like your style girl but I hate the fact that you wild, play this game always ends the same is this how it all goes down?
There are a thousand thing
The sun shines down on the beauty that surrounds you as the currents lose your thoughts and the winds lift your soul.. 
You seek out attention, Like a lion preying on a gazelle. You put up an act, Like a play directed out of a book. You hold up a wall blocking your feelings,
It's December, and snow's  falling. Now it's February and it's still falling. Guess what? April's got snow!
Looking for grants and scholorshipsGetting ready for college is tough stuffBut the path is paved!
if you walk behind me just to talk if thats what you're like take a walk iv been dealing with people like you for quite some time i cant help that im quite but inside my ryhmes  im able to let loose
  Just picture life without limits.
Imagine if money knew it's place Or we didn't know money If the bottom line never risked a life That the greater good was not the greater profit If our corporate sponsors would stop it Money is blinding
"I've never done this before can we just take it slow?" "Yeah don't worry girl i'll be gentle." "Wait.. you have a condom right?" "Nah but it's ok I'll be sure to pull out...."
The Language of God By: Carrie Olsen   I am in a land that is not my own. No one knows what I am saying. Unrestricted, uncensored, I am free. I have a power over them, they do not understand me.
If i had the power to change a thing- no matter how big or small what would it be? it would be nothing at all.How would we know what love is if we havent experienced the hate?
            I woke up this morning to the wind gnawing through my old windows. I woke up next to my little dog, and the sun slipping through my blinds like love letters pushed under a door.  I woke up at one in the afternoon.
Shine your shoes Stand straight Never be late Learn how to wait And you must share Even if you don’t care Ask how are you They’ll say it back                                   too
Volleyball is his game  He aint lame it's all the same with Ken in the end Volleyball
Although it seems to be in the trees, or maybe that sun, or birds, or bees, that make us all feel a bit more alive, I think this solution resides inside. Happiness can't be contracted like the flu,
These big and strong trees Have a great tunnel like view with their evergreen leaves
What job do I want to make words flow off a page or make healthy well
When life gets difficult, And your cup over flows, Things go haywire, Objects explode, Theres no air, No air, No air you cant breathe, Your brain cant conceive, Wrong, Wrong,
Sometimes we are lost and scarred We are hiding from the way we are And when our lives start to hurt the most We ask for things that have no worth Money, women, greed, and relief
 to live or not to live you say that there is a purpose  a purpose to live... but i say why choose to struggle when death is eternal you say to hold on  hold on to life...
I'd change the construction business. They stop traffic Take up time And NEVER seem to finish the job.   Late to work, The only thing the tires get is dirt.   The way it is built
What sustains life on earth What began life on earth What we rely on day by day for the relief in our bodies It’s chopping the thread that holds his life   The thread is cut deep
I live in my dreams Blind when my eyes are open Closed is when I see.
In the average dreams, To me it seems, To involve money or chrome, Or perhaps a mansion of a home, For me it involves the teaching of a child, Whose mind is still wondering and mild,
I dream of world, our world A world where kindess is a first instinct where we stand together in all times we work together to better the world my world, our world
Life seems so long when your young Youth has a way of smiling on everything All things hold your attention if even for a moment Minutes pass by like hours and you cant wait until a new opportunity
Life is hard. Every one knows. Life is scary. Thats just how it goes. Life is too short. We don't get much time. Life is so burdened. But you'll be just fine. We tell ourselves lies.
Winter shines brightly. Although I miss the summer, My heart will stay cold.
The sky was painted Like stained glass As I sat in the backseat Of my father’s car I watched my darkened surroundings Gradually brighten and reveal The familiar landscape
mommy and daddy started yelling  they banished me and my sister to our room we cover ouur ears to mask the shouts we hope this will all end soon   the cops got caled again two or three inside my house
Education is beyond the doors of a classroom and beyond the teachings of a teacher.
What has this world come to?Where we have to hold a slam to say what needs to be changed.
I live in a land where the flag speaks red A red that gives pride and shelter until my end Yet to my Friends  red Bends to displaying the Bloodshed Of their countries Living through the darkness of the dead
Living on the streets Wondering when and what are you going to eat
In a world where money is fixated and everything is dictatedOn who you know and how you dressThis everyday world is turning into a mess
Ran Through the White Fog             Selected             Lined with a decorated past             Finding new sights with old eyes             Your courage is tested  
Marked by shades             Chained by judgment             Being blinded by false imagery             Colors of white to dark             Long plagued our kind  
Seek out the meadows             Upon this day             Into the night             Come out upon my sight             As silent as a ghost            
  And now here I am. Struggling to connect to a place. A place my parents called home, In this foreign land. I watch a man bathe himself on the sidewalk,
Everybody says, “Life isn’t fair.” Governor Quinn & other politians, shout, “We should all go to school, go to college!”
We live in a world Where we can't live without jewels, We were trained To be overworked money churning machines, And to let our dreams be held down by pins. Wall Street was the aim
come find me cause im all alone mourn with me
Jordan Mathews             Jolly in sight             A women of grace             Beautiful and bright
One thing that I would change, would not to be for my life to be re arranged, from bedtime stories, to a goodnight kiss, these are the things that I really do miss. Days go longer, without my father,
Skinny legs, a perfect hair is what they to see A pretty face and perfect body, The opposite of me. The pressure to be perfect is slowly closing in.  When, when will all of this come to an end?
Is the value of simple paper more than what we make it? Does it matter if we break a twenty or we save it? Think About it, Why do we care so much about money, When there’s people surviving only off milk and honey?
What if I could change one thing about my life  I would take away all the pain and the srtife All the talk about my size and height I would want to start life over and do things right  
She, she knows all of what love is not. It comes to her like a foreign language nobody has ever cared to teach her.
when i was little i was always asked what i wanted to be, and as time went on i started to wonder what i wanted to do. when i started in high school i took general classes but nothing sparked my interest.
Take a look at the street; beyond all decorated walls of freedoms and liberties. Remove one coat of brittle paint; you’ll see what’s underneath. Fingers trapped in lapping gunge. Don’t touch, pretend.
There are many things That I would change. Some things revolving around Physical appearance. Some being people's personalities. The thing I would want to change most Is the way the society works
If I had the chance, I would take a stance. Make myself be heard, find a cure. The numbers are soaring, parents are mourning. Lives are impacted each day. But you see, no ear will hear,
Confidence is key. Where would I be without this essential trait? Building my own confidence has been a huge challenge.
The stars; so far yet so near. Though impossible, I can feel their soft whispers through the night. Rippling in my ear, each has a story to tell, A story of the beginning, the now, and the end.
  time is infinite but life is fleeting why cant anyone see what im seeing am i so different from everyone else why isn't it easy or even fair for that matter
  i wonder when it happened to me the sweet Innocent girl is no longer me piled high with insecurity why couldnt i see what a monster i've become with no identity did it change gradually
don't care either way its just another day cant seem to sleep my sanity I'm trying to keep little by little its disappointing being sucked out of life is frustrating so much to do
hour by hour school goes by learning is fun! some might say for others its torture lecture after lecture schools for learning not social hour that's for lunch its almost over
i've always wondered how i came to be with you by my side for all of eternity im not sure what im going to do with my life in the future i hope i can stay with you forever 7/10/13
why is goodbye so hard to say why do we always have a tight grip on yesterday why do we have to lie to fit in and to love why cant we be sure who set it up this way
Why is the sky blue? Let's make it purple.   Why is the grass green? Color it blue.   Why do humans have such beastly attitudes? Put a smile on their face.  
Weak children starving in the street, Where is there food for them? Parents letting their children get beat, Where is there safety for them?   Sons and brothers lying dead on the battlefield,
Lonely face while he walks the streetWater from my eyes like sea salt-laden galesThe last they heard from him was a tweetAll she wanted was to hear a taleThe Moon was bright as a lamp-post
I don't understand.
❤ The warmth burning my skin
A dream ensued before the eyes of a man. who left the World and ran. Goodbye lies, cheats, and hypocracy. Freedom of will and a loving decree that is the World which I wish to be.
Have you ever wondered, What did any of them do to us, Why so much hatred and headache And why not put in all in the past where it belongs?   Have you ever thought about,
Would you come for me, If i were in the valley deep? Where the wild water runs red, And the ever cold bodies lie. Would you come for me in the river of hell.... To the souls of the damned? With those two little gold coins in your pocket low.
Change, to make different, says Merriam-Webster.   What would I?  I'd change the thing on front of my head, under my hair, above my neck.    If I changed my face,
A place where you're rediculed, Picked on, Taunted. A place where friends,
Sunlight varnishes magnolia branches crimson
  Abortion is legal What a horrible thing
Beyond the world I create for myself, is another. A multitude of verses that all do sing their own song's. Hoping, praying, that others would listen to their verses.
I count the day's sitting in the weary cold so beaten down I shall not grow bold less the morning light washes me clean, then my purer heart might be seen, tip toe my dreams
Washington, Lincoln, Jackson and Franklin
The sterling silver and stripped car, with the squealing high pitched sound. May it break on a back road away very far and leave him stranded, never found.   The boy who tried that morning to hit me,
It came upon a dream one night,
Summer’s end has reached once again.
I watch you dance,
Caught in An Endless Breeze
Below Apache Point Take a peek across the dry open ocean, A powerful and inspiring landscape. Reach out and Feel, Simple Harmonic Motion,  as it beautifully embellishes the firey escape.  
I choose to be happy. I'm not gonna sit around in a slum waiting on something or someone, I will be vigilant and ready for when my time comes.   I chose to be happy I didn't cry and smash my fist,
The confederation had beliefs quite skewed They wanted all policies to be renewed But the union wishes to unite ones thoughts
Confusion on a silver platter served up quite nicely for all to enjoy. Or rather to think of in a derogatory way within themselves. The case may vary, as many grow weary.
O, Jesus, not in vein but with respect Wine appearing out of such basics What a miracle they must have witnessed Did it come with a side of swine
The mighty wake of sunshine blooms the morn to life.
Drip drop, pitter patter
Joy He gives, Everlasting life comes through Him alone,
So little time.                                                                                                                                                              So much to do.
Don't look at me and say that you feel the same as me. You are not my equal, you will never be as equal as me. I fought for a voice that will never be heard. You watched silently and took all the credit.
It’s okay to laugh,
"You're too close," I told  him.  "You're so close, I hear you breathe, I see your fears, I hear your heart.
my stomach rumbles again, loudly, the girls to the front of me, to the side of me, all around me, giggle and i hear the crunch, crunch
You are my woman, my dream, my desire You are my crown, my diamond, my jewel of inestimable value. Your emergence into my life brought me sunshine on a cloudy day
As I write this I am sitting in my world... It is where I always like to be When thoughts are flowing This place makes me aware that I am finite It is here that troubles diminish for me.
First Samantha Hyde 
Who He Is, Can't Be Explained He Is Called Many Names He Has Given Many The Strength They Need To Proceed,
Pain I feel it taking over me inside The cries, the struggles The pain that needs to be set free Why did you hurt me? Why must I feel the way I do because of you So many questions gone unanswered
Perfume "He says you smell good
College Life is fun for me. I like to go out and see All the students walking by. They stare at their iphones and often hit their knee!
Gun shots ringAs flesh wounds sting
In a world of pain,lonliness and sadness i want to be their super hero with a magic wand that creates joy and happiness i'll  make all sorrows disseaper and fill the earth with peace and content
"I can't wait to grow up!" the little girl told. You get to do whatever you want when you're old. Being little meant you couldn't do much.
I want you to trust me. I want the smiles, The laughter, And the love back… I don’t want these tears… I don’t want these fears… I want you To believe in us, To believe in me…
I wonder, If you ever think of me. Of all the nights We spent side by side, My head on your chest, Arms intertwined, As our hands engulfed  each other’s. I wonder
  The black flame was Ignited by the hatred of snow. When it burns, it destroys communities.   The contumacious fire Should fade into cold wind But it catches school textbooks
  The sun rises and sets on another day of disgrace, For a world filled with Drug dealers, crack heads, hookers, and children Without a place to call home. But they warned us About the world.
People today don't know someone cares until it's do or die or they're already dead The feeling of knowing that you're all alone  By yourself Fighting a million against one
When times are hard and hopes are low, Let the wind blow,   Let your emotions out, If you want you can even shout,   Run free and seek,  A great destiny,   The sadness will leave,
I can see it in your eyes, All the things you try to hide,   You can say everything is fine, but I can see your pain, The pain thats screaming for help and won't go away,  
I can see it in your eyes, All the things you try to hide,   You can say everything is fine, but I can see your pain, The pain thats screaming for help and won't go away,  
I'm strong inside, The feelings you never see,   The Feelings I don't talk about, Because no one understands me,   I am like a shield,  No one can see through me,  
A fly in my chest or a hornet in my head. I feel some emotions blossoming while others I have found dead. No longer biting my tongue, I let pent up intoxication loose. I try to be me 
The one thing that I would change Would be the bullies of the world I'm tired of all the pain and sadness Spread by their hatred towards people Who don't even deserve it in the first place
I still remember that night, I let loose my greatest fears. I still recall the fright, And my pilow drenched in tears. Like a lump on a log it grew,
I grow old, I grow old Growing, it’s something that we do without knowing, Time goes fast, we blow past, it shows no sign of slowing. Trees grow leaves, it’s snowing. Though I don’t see it going
You say all that mean stuff I pretend it doesn't hurt me I laugh along You pretend you're just being funny Yet you know you're hurting me It hurts
It starts from my chest And begins to bubble up Until it escapes   My frozen lungs begin to melt and the words begin to spill   My burning heart relights
Oh my...You said you just wanted to get highBut now it's like you need something more to get byFirst a pill now it's some kind of white powder
Many of us have doubt when we see that God is taking too long to answer, many of us do not seek the kingdom first and wonder why all the other good things aren't coming we tend to lean on our own understanding which means not Trusting in the Lord
Many people say if i did not do anything wrong to someone who is mad at me i do not have to apologize.
What the world doesn't know
I hope I make it to heavenmany Christians say this butdon't do the will of God
If andonly ifyou 
If a flower was love, why pick it? The flower will die so leave it be and it will grow
Love is invisible
I wake up in the morning to find that you are gone Thought that it was just a dream but your absence says I'm wrong I see our old friends when I go out I force a smile and try to find something to talk about
I'm not much of a poet, and I'm sure that I show it. But if I had to pick something to change, there would be no limits, for those who have spirit, because they have everything to gain.
I wonder where my life will be Ten years down the road, will I still be me? Will I have reached all my goals? If I do, I'll certainly feel whole In life we cannot predict what will happen
In and out the pain is unbearable. In and out the cracks grow bigger and bigger. In and out. Deeper and deeper it goes reaching no where. Pain is restricting.
They say sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words can’t hurt me Well, forget words, what about what’s going on physically? Kids committing suicide cause they’re being bullied Homeboys killing their own homies
Remeber those days i went starving
Remember that age of 7 It was so tender Remember that age of 7 A bandage was a mender.   Those days are long gone That youthful age Those days are long gone Are we even on the same page?
man, who are you? beast, what are you? woman, why are you? peace, WHERE are you?
Heat is the first sensation I feel. Like a mother's touch it comforts me it soothes me it keeps me warm. Like a father's hand, this heat is strong it knows best
  It's more than the feeling you get when the roller coaster is reaching the falling point; the rush that you get in your heart, throat, lungs, and stomach.
The weights I've chosen to shoulder I bear not for my own intrinsic desires. Regardless, I take another step forward Relentless, Unwavering.
See that red house on the hill? To live there would be a thrill! This appartment we live in now,
The world is crazy, but never slowing down  I see so many different people whenever I look around  Black, white, yellow, and red  I see all these people inside my head  But why do we hate the way people look 
Leaving Home is easier than you might think You pack your belongings and say your goodbyes Then you get in your and drive.
The rhythm of my heart beats in my ears. My eyes are steadily burning with the flow of tears. My bare feet are pounding on the ground. While the steady drumming is drowning out the sound. You forced me.
What would I change? Shit, where do I start... If only I could eliminate all the times a boyfriend stomped on my heart.  If I could erase all the times I stayed in the house,
Self esteem--self assurance Scuttle your young shoes across the freshly waxen blinding whiteness They say highschool gets better Hang your head down and drift into your mindless universe
It started with kiss on the lips cheek instead of the lips I think it's time I prepare I found a text in your phone then I called you that word that rhymes with "itch" And it went down hill from them
I wake up everyday in my dorm Alone, 3000 miles away from home
I am sensitive, More delicate than a Bleeding Heart. Ice cold criticism is my demise. I resort to witty remarks before lashing out as my last defense.
Breezes press against rubber, Tinsel is thrown about. Harsh mumbles answer, Screaming encouragement sprout. Fake green, Fifty yards. Maybe its a dream, There were the guards. 
We will meet againin the wide clearingof a forest I’ve never been to,where the grass grows unabashedly,under a sky that knows no clouds.
They say 18 is the prime of our lives.18 is when I began to relize simple truths that made me dissillisioned. I am technically an "adult', but my parents still pay for almost everything I have.
I write to numb the hysteria and keep my soul from clawing its way out of my throat
Your hopes and dreams may seem impossible But never give up  Dream high When you think there is no way out Never forget there is always a way Dream High School may be tough
Don't judge me for being dark-skinned.
I Know We Fight, But I'm Just Fighting For A Spot In Your Heart So I Wrote This For You, My Use, Inspired By Hearts Incorporating You Makes It That Much More Beautiful Be My Mona Lisa, Essentially I'm DaVinci 
with a tragedy like this, the heart can't find peace the days pile on and you try to move on no one can understand why you just have to comply   with a tragedy like this a lot is amiss
I could have gone to bed at nine
Once upon a gloomy night, everything was dark and the moon was bright.
The sun shines bright upon the vast verdant meadow Studded with wildflowers waving in the breeze. In the stillness, all that can be heard is the rustle of the wind in the tall grass,
YOLO,  You only live once.
The red marble notebook was, at one time, new, but now has stains on the cover and is held together by duct tape. It is the third of its kind; each time its pages are filled, a new notebook with empty pages is bought.
That fuzzy feeling -- When beauty first awakens
If only I could fall just a little bit in love with you. I see it in your eyes, I know you wish it too. How much simpler would life be, if only you belonged to me?   The world has proven that I misunderstood.
Why sit when you can stand. Why stand when you and sit. Why not travel the world and sit with the old an stand with the young. Why not travel the world and stand with the old and sit with the young.
I can't stop Thinking about You About us, about That night In That car with The rain Pounding Furiously like my Heart when You Breathed slightly on 
As I'm looking down at this screen,All I see are the words, "Has she sent you anything yet?"Just an indication that I'm not all that important.All you wait for is that money,
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A Blank Canvas - thats how it starts.
I am a woman.  
I am fat. I have rolls. I have stretch marks. I have scars and pimples. I have freckles, moles, and birthmarks. I have hair in places I don't want it.  
This used to be so easy But not so much today I'm having all sorts of trouble Finding what to say   If you think you can do better Then just be my guest Write your little heart out
I love Cailfornia The palm trees breathe calm while the sun sets  Bright lights as you stroll through the night Diversity so huge its as big as it gets Adventure lurks in every corner
Sitting here in a stupor, what rhymes with stupor? I'm just not a words kind of guy.   I am one of those folks who appreciates the jazzy notes of a saxophone or a trumpet on a stage.  
I write because I have purpose on this land I write because my words can inspire all those who are around me I write because words can create imagery  I write because it is apart of me 
The storms of yesterday are broken,
Light fading fast darking my present with my past racing to out run the case  standing atop my pile of broken dreams looking for hope that simply will not be.
Our boat is sinking, and I hold tightly to it. I tell you it will be alright. I tell you it may stay afloat. Our boat is sinking, and I slide to the end.
Cancer: it is written in the stars Futures, predictions, how we see ourselves thus far. With hearts wide open we delve into the mystery Of those star maps followed throughout history.  
  Today I needed to speak speak speak
Just a four letter word, so simple, so clean. It doesn’t show what happens, when you stand out from the herd. It’s all around us, yet no one cares. That’s not me, so just let him be.  
I have a love for the game something you wouldn't understand because while you were playing it I was watching from the stands
I didn’t have anything much to do, When a Cat came in, as Cats will do, And said, “An adventure is waiting for you, If you will follow.”  
Won't make this road my walk And these words are not my talk This life I've led's not mine Just a shadow of mankind   What we've seen and who we are Has disappointed us this far
Give me rational explinations for the light
I write how I feel
who decides what is love, is it me, is it you,  is it the man above the blue, skies, we all look up, trying to figure us, who are they, to say, who me, who you,
  And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair. Life was never easy, and at times I wanted to give up, The only thing that kept me here, Is the fact that you were there. And life for me,
I don't delete anything. Songs, messages, voicemails, or photos. I keep them with me, because sometimes I feel that's the only way I will remember you. Memories fade and people change.
Dreams are not what they used to be
If you listen closely, you can hear the sotft breathing of his slumber The motions Your lips form When you say you love me.
They say time moves fast im looking out this blury window, so I guess this is my time moving. Time losing with each blink or wink just think.
I am the secret of the universe, You can find me out in the cosmos, Or right here on earth. You see me everyday, You see me all in the environment all around you,
As kids, we are brave if we go down the slide if we try a new food if we jump off the high dive if we don't cry when mom leaves on the first day of school.  As middle schoolers, we are brave
I sit here, alone. Eyes set to the ceiling; thinking, too much. not enough.  Clock ticks, sand grains fall. slowly, fast, whatever. Sleep doesn't come, eyes never move.  Open, close, who knows. 
The biggest test is life ups and downs, fun and strife. Stop you already made a mistake a thing so small you dont look twice because its not something to entice. Did you spot it yet?  or not.
Where is this, 
He walks in the room and lays there while she suffers. It's been a long journey and Lord knows that she struggled. He can't take the pain away, but he prays for betters days. Two different pray sent up to one God.
Dreams are a series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person’s mind during sleep. Dreams could be considered a form of storytelling; they are like a movie constantly playing in our minds when we sleep.
It started as a spark but due to lack of care and love, bursts into flames.
I’m tired of being held back The crazy thing is no one is holding me, but me As awful as it seems  I close the doors that suffocate my dreams Only just recently did I start to take responsibility
Time is like a long road That never seems to end
Maybe we were both so caught up in the illusion of being together that after it happened we just gave up. All the love stories we heard about the happily ever afters, expecting our story to be the same. Always and forever,
    The                                                                         night was so quiet
Violence on the streets, Bang. Bang. There goes another. The news is a broken record, it repeats: "Shot and killed", "found dead", "gang related".   Violence in a videogame match,
A poem is something I didnt think of as money But when you think about it my words can be as sweet and cunning So why not earn a little more, from some thoughts iv thought of before
When our eyes met it was a vision collision, it loaded my heart up with ammunition.
There are so many people around me They chatter and laugh and they play. And I sit in the middle, feeling such love On anything but a regular day. They join me in songs, we all get on the bus
The way I see it There's this heartache with no gain They say get the knowledge Go to college Work all your life And die old feeling accomplished But what's the point? I do not see
I am the freshness that takes everything up. I am the delta of barks that carries a life source. I am the clear blue horizon. I am the green that protects every step you take. I was once everywhere and everything.
What made them who they are? What pains and struggles embittered their past? And I wonder if they are held by the same wonder. Yes, a curious thing as I enter the train. Multitudes of people standing and sitting.
I'll murder ya subconscious Gunshots ring yonder Of the thoughts of you believing yourself to be better without me I'll diminish ya train of thought 9-11 wouldn't be half of what I'd do to eradicate you from you
When the guy you love is having trouble...
What is difference? Why does society dislike the different? Who is to say what is differrent? No one is the same Yet, we all want to be like someone else No one is equal yet everyone is equal.
Everyday I live in discrimination as a LGBT first generation I only hide, deep down inside calming down my long  frustration   I sometimes feel the need to 'come out'
The secrets I hold, are everlasting. They tear at my every fiber. used, broken, unwanted. Not pure enough for anyone to hold. Because he deserves better. The secrets I hold,
Words spoken without thought, Words of hate, When kindness could have healed, But now it's too late.
My heart hurts when I see you. I wish I never met you.
My love left me,
she’s                 a Gordian                 not. the antithesis                              of all tangled         things, the space               between the                 unsolvable.
I was just kiddingAre words always toldBut nobody knowsHow the story unfoldsBruises on her skinHer hope last night beatenCant even  rememberThe last time she's eaten
A practically endless stream of copies lines the shelves at just about every store we can think of.It’s printed so very often.By so many different publishers.
Anything I Want
Like a statue time withers you away Till you crack and once you do youll never be the same. Look I know these words sound pretty mundane "We've heard this before" you'll likely exclaim  
she picks me up,                              when I put myself down
I cry at night when no one heres me, no one listens to me anyways. I yell in the day but no one heres still. No one knows the pain I'm in, no one knows anything about me. 
“You aren’t good enough”             Excuse me, did you say something? “You can’t do it… I mean, have you seen your competition?! You have no chance!”
I fell down The light's weren't on What was I trying to mount? The light switch, I could not find That's when I realized I had always been blind I knocked at my temple How silly I was!
Her legs spread wide open Eyes staring down at her; he's old enough to be her father he's young enough to be her brother she is afraid Tootsie pops and bubble gum has been traded in for
Changing skies from blue to black. 
There was a dream inside there in my soul it did abide I hoped one day I would acheive it Now I have and I can't beleive it It once was simply a glimmering glimpse of wishes
If I was a chess piece. I'd be the Queen. I'd be powerful and strong.
There's a new girl in townShe's here to take my placeI didn't expect things to turn so fastso if you don't mind tell her steady her pace
The one who chooses to do something  it is up to them to live with the  consequeces A person who chooses to do a bad thing  it is their repsonsibility to know what  they did bad
Your class was the worst thing that ever happened to my poetry Every night my homework was to spill my soul across a page Telling my class stories and truths I wish I could forget And every class when I turned in my poem
Teacher's lie when they say "there's no stupid questions!" Cause when I ask they get mad and yell at me for not paying attention. We have to sit through hour long lectures,
My dog is my only friend I know it might be hard to apprehend But my dog is my one true friend   We go for walks And she listens to me talk                    And talk
I'm finally here. I've waited, Day after day, And year after year. To sit in a class, Where an instructor is not concerned With keeping up appearances. Miss doesn't play Angry Birds.
it's like a battle feild out here stray bullets everywhere but its like there all aimed at me i dont understand why the silly thing about it is they expect me to fall they want me to give up
When I think of you, Ah, I can barely believe it is true. From the moment we met, I could see there was something. But could never tell what it was.
  When thinking of things I shouldn’t say To teachers to tell them my feelings I purse my lips to hold back thoughts And roll my eyes to the ceiling   If I could tell you how I feel
Hey, you, at the board With your hands on your hips. You, in the front, The lesson on your lips. Stop. Listen.   Teach me something important,
A change to school,
Growing up, I was trained just like a dog, With a conscious as blurry as the deepest fog, My tail wagged eagerly at the voices of authority, Who convinced me that what school, church, and the news told me,
It hurts so much, You kill me with every touch, I put on a mask because I don’t want anyone to worry, Not that anyone’s going to help me in a hurry,
America is constantly put up for praise Freedom, opportunites. Yeah, we have our days 
Isn't it sad that I have break downs about school Every  Week Teacher I dare you to say I don't care when I cried about your test Last Week I become so consumed with grades that I cheated This Week
Education is the confirmation, that your life after will be grand, from learning physics to foreign language conjugations, it leads to jobs in high demand, many bash education and teachers,
Another worksheet that I will not need past high school. Yeah, I understand that school is not meant to be “cool.” But how is the Pythagorean Identity going to better my life?
I am not that person I appear to be. Those deeds you glimpse are not of my hands. Though this body has committed many sinful acts,
Words Words can hurt you Words are like knifes Words are like rocks
Tell me what to wear. Tell me what to eat.
I am just another dollar for attendance  My first tardy, my first warning  though you can see on your screen  my record is cleaner than your desk.   First  Its your first year teaching, 
When I called Mitchell, "Girlfriend"He thought it was meanHe thought it was rudeThen refused to talk to me. "I'm gay, call everyone 'Girlfriend'.",
Thank you teachers for showing me the way Thank you for guiding me down the path to success Thank you teachers for showing me how to express myself Thank you for guiding me down the aisle
Life is but a picture painted by God Everything we discover and every step we take Is another brush stroke in his creation From every atom to every galaxy there is beauty For us to find an adventure which is life
Lemme just tell you my story. First this is not a safe place, so called school. Everywhere is a ring,  Full of fighters. Oh you think you can help? Then forgive my mistake.
Teachers should provide their students with Materials Materials Mateials needed for school, the future, and life itself. Showeroig their studens with warmt an are, beng another support system apart from their family
You speak words I have long forgottenAn array of colors in your room, lanterns glowing.                                                           You are doing something, on the computer i believe.
I want many things in life
#YOLO It may just be an overused saying, but it may make people ponder their fate. People may start paying attention to how they live before it's too late.  
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I have an itch-  Impossible to shake Penetrates throught-out my skin,flesh,and bones I cant shake it off, lingering amoung my skin It's thick, and heavy Sickly in scent and leaves me as tired as a pensioner
We've all had a teacher who gave a test with many questions
Glistens so bright and is a foolproof way to see through the night. Hangs casually off many and there are plenty around, be wary of touching it. Without it, we resort to our primitive age.
Her hair swings down her back, Her Nikes are pounding down the pavement, Each step leads her to a new world, Water starts to fall, landing everywhere. She spins with the beat while the water spins with her.
twisting and turning picking and pulling bullying the girl who cannot see
To this Day I remember, All the things they said to me.
Can you not hear it Over the clamouring the streets, Over misty mountains peeks, Over crying of merry and meek, Or even applying to make discrete?   I say with jubilation
A blank page, Much more beautiful  Than these scratches        Ruining,        Piercing,         Tearing. With these words, A blank page      Once flawless,
There are 720 Days of High School give or take That’s almost two years for goodness sake! If I’m going to sit in a desk for that long
Life You started the minute when I was conceived You capture and treasurer the good memories as well as the bad You can never start back over but only move forward You carry on even when I give up
Life You started the minute when I was conceived You capture and treasurer the good memories as well as the bad You can never start back over but only move forward You carry on even when I give up
The time is here Its the start of a new year All schools are preparing For children to being with their horse playing Teachers are saying that learning is key But all we know to argue and ask why?  
If your layin in your beddwellin on worthless and dead ,wordsthat are painted red, when they've already been said, . . .still layin there in your bed . . . 
Normally, I'd never admit itNot to myselfNot to anyoneBut I have to get this out of my systemI'm still not over her yetThe one who was there when I lost someone closer
The class giggles
Life works in many ways Some are positive some are negative People chose how these affect their lives Some don't do well with how their lives are affected by the choices
We come to class,To learn things we don’t need to knowHow to balance an equationWhich birth control works best
The question we always ask in retrospect is why?Why did he write a note to which we couldn’t reply?She never expressed a single pain or tiny sign,While repeating the empty phrase “I’m fine”.
I sat at my desk, after a long, drawn-out test Too asleep to slumber, so my eyes were left to wander
I listen to what happened todayThey say that you have passed awayI can't believe it, no, not youThis cannot ever be trueCorpse Killer, special forces, died today
Lay down your head my childI promise things will be better when your eyes openAnd when the night becomes dayWe will still be together forever and always
I pick up a gleaming bladeA blade that calls out to meIt coos to me sweetlyAnd it needs me again todayI lift it up to eye levelAnd see inside what I want
Say Something Rebecca-Lin Talmadge   They say this is good for us This place will be our home But they don't warn you of the hate you will face  
A light in the darkGlowing so brightThe flickering flameIs always alightA light in the darkA light shad of greenThe love in the flame
I sit alone in an empty room,
Every class you go to There's a fool Who don't know nothing about school Be Quiet! is always what the teacher say However these fools are all about play They don't realize that life is full of suprises
You have to be willing to try, try again Your mind set should be, "Yes, yes I can!" Do not let fear strike in your heart, Worrying and fear will tear you apart. Don't let the little things get you down,
I love you and you love me too our relation binds us close. We may not want but time ahead
Don't try, Don't care, Hate. Be honest, be sincere, don't lie. Kill them with the truth.
There’s not one thing that I love more on this Earth and that I care about more than anything in the whole universe. Theirs no replacing her because there will be not one living thing that could EVER be as great as her.
  The lies and deceit You try to feed me
YOLO they say you only live once but what if once is not enough you can live everyday like your last living for the moment  but a moment its enough Spend everyday like its your last 
Act so kindly Out of spite
Working together is what we should do, Giving a helping hand can be more than you think. Speaking of our goals and how to achieve them makes a difference. Energy is formed from within ourselves to strive for them.
Argentina The country I love The country I die for You are so beautiful yet so harmful Love the way you are You make me feel different Not many come to the US
***I would suggest watching the video that I have uploaded rather than reading the actual poem.
My last year in high school I dont know what to do now  dont wanna work in a office I'm a people person or at least I try to be.
What is the meaning of life?
Born of innocence on a warm summer day. Only the love of a mother can keep a heart alive, No father to cry for or dad to say goodbye. You grow up wondering why.
To my teacher from Math, Whom, by the way, really needed a bath, To this man who resembled an ape, I would kick in his lower geometric shape. To my teacher from Biology,
When I look out the window and see the leaves blowing, I wish I could float away from all the mess I've created.  All the pain I have caused, all the stress I need to escape from. My breath is shallow, my heart is aching I cant hold back from the
Flourescent Lights assualt me as the dirty school walls swallow my being, my mind,  my will.   The nagging bell barks "class time" and as I sit in your hard plastic boxes which
listless, fitness, kisses nothing but wishes wistless. the dull hum of life, the burn in my arms and legs, the lingering touch of your lips, is this how it's supposed to be?
"White people, white people." "Black people, black"The reason there's still racism, is all 'cause of thatSeparations of race, defining between the two
Born different Unwanted Lousy Looking for acceptence Insignificant Empty inside Different
You tell me that you’re “Not going to play this game” What the hell does that mean? You’re declining nonexistent invitations to nonexistent games now? NOT going to play. And they say that you’re not crazy.
Dear my love, whose name is unknown I’ve encrypted my unspoken words onto this heart of stone   Each waking hour, each restless night, every passing moment all a paradigm
Dear Teenage Life,
He smiled and laughed from time to time. He seemed fine but pain ate him up inside. He was so quiet but his blue eyes were loud, pleading. But no one ever listened.   He was someone’s student.
What is the opposite of living? It's hating others and not forgiving. Our eyes were placed in front for a reason. Look back should be called treason. It's staying alone. No memories to be made.
Life. Living. Vitality. Our pure exsistence. Dreams of immortality.
I understand that you're human You need to understand that I'm human too I understand that you have bad days like everyone else can You need to understand many things can paint a teenager blue.  
"What in the world am I suppose to do" I cant see the future, All I see is bleakness and Im feeling blue
Hey teacher, I've got something to say I want to tell you about stuff I see each day You need to change a lot, but i know you can do it. There's a lot to cover, so i'll get right to it.  
The first day of school was fun Other classes turned in book reports, but we did none We got to know you and you seemed pretty cool
The desk is neat; the coat's unseen No teacher there - high five! You cheer, you applaud, it's a happy scene As you wait for the sub to arrive. Who will it be this time, Mr. Strict or Mr. Nice?
The "men" walk across these halls as if the king, Treating their special girl like the queen they deserve to be. Mother nature did not come back, The king had decided its time to flee.
fall in line.  Shh. Don't speak out child  mubled truths, breathing underwater  I'm drowning on soild ground  I'm...  slowly fading Figuring it will work out for the better 
Hell is walking the road of life searching for someone to talk to To feel stranded while surrounded by people too focused on their own trivialities to notice
 It was all I needed to see  the bridge to reach my dream  standing tall, reassuring me  to my future, my grand scheme    It used to only be a view  a sight from the city I love
College is very scary. Taking the ACT and the SAT can be a pain.
A thought flows through your mind about him.
The only student with a hand down in class The one in the back She’s trying to listen She’s staying on track   The boy in suspension He’s nothing but trouble
Dear Aunt Wendy,   if you are reading this please come home.   Because I saw you praise His name And at night I watched you weep when you felt alone. I could never understand
For years I wore a mask
Frustration builds and I'm kicking myself I've procrastinated on the project again, and my anxiety rises I only do this to myself because, I have anxiety issues Due dates only make it worse
"I'm hopeless."That's what I thought of when I satMy heart was pounding and I lost all my sensesI didn't know where to startWhat was breaking my heart
I once wondered if there was ever a God Finally I know there is one Love took be my surprise Always prayed Out of the blue a boy appeared He's taken my breath away My broken heart is mended
You think you know it all but you don't Yes you have college degree but that doesn't mean yor better Your just a regular person who decide to do somehing with their life well good you
Because of history, I am seen as nothing more then a figure to be worn on the side of a man.
You want to feed my mind but i leave class hungry. You sit in class and teach but I cant pay attention. I dont understand why i fail, which is so funny. I try and use the bathroom but i need your permission.
She was bullied. She was teased. Ugly, slut, whore They said. She was suicidal. She was extremely unhappy and wanted to give up on life. Then. She found happiness.
Hey, what is you name? I don't even remember your name, it's like you're a window pane. Ever listen to what we say, we blame you for cheaply getting paid. You yell when we tell, I just wish you would fall,
The curriculum is based on the standards No time to find yourself or to get passed them The teachers have rules That we have to follow
Anger is scarlet blood red.
Dear world,  
its that time of class when your books are stacked on your desk and they have been there for 5 min. already your eyes have been glued to the clock and your friends start to get ansty.
You can go on and all about the games, the football. But when will you teach us? Give the students the things they need for success. You have a required graduation class, yet you harass,
They told us we are created equal But,
People saying that it will get betterWhenWhen will it get better?Living through hell each dayThey don’t know what they are doingAnd it gets better?
All pain, no game This is just an average day What you do or what you say, is something that you soon will pay.The hurt inside isn't enough. I think im strong but life is ruff.Theirs
I once took a test that required I fill in my race. I looked at the options, and confusion struck my face. As i bubbled Hispanic/Latino I felt I was lying to the Test Proctor.
Often we hear the word LIFE thrown around so swiftly But in all reality what is LIFE I’ve often heard just because you live doesn’t mean you’re live
Take a seat,  and close your mouth. Let me torment you instead. The lesson for today, is role reversal; Take a seat  and take it to the head. Let me take my anger out on you,
It took me few weeks to find an idea for this slam, I’ve been scratching my head in deep thought, Tossing and turning in my sleep for days, Trying to figure out what to write about.  
I was a child once with childish things.
The wind whistling The waves collapse on the shore Peace and harmony
No! Why? Don't do that! Don't make me take off my nail polish. Don't make me take off my ankle socks. Don't dictate what shoes I can wear. Why should we tuck in our shirts?  Do our shirt-tails really matter?
Unapproachable is the best word to describe the "teachers", they seem to call themselves seeming to put our education, on the bottom shelves Struggling, striving, for what seems so out of reach
Pay attention, you need to know this.  Sit up, It's disrespectful to have your head down when I'm talking Why isn't your work done?
Tick tock the clock keeps going The sand in the hourglass keeps flowing No matter how much sand there is One day it will run out Then what Will reminisce   On what we miss
Straight girl walks in a crooked line Straight to hell, ignoring the signs. Nothing is straight under pressure, Living under a forever broken spine.   Straight talk isn't so straight anymore,
Eduacation, education you are valueable piece of gold. Education, education your are the key to success. Education, education you are my light. Education education can you hold me tight. Education, education where would we all be without you?
I wish I could tell my teacher that walking into class a second late isn't missing class instruction. That doing continuous book work for spanish III honors isn't going to help me understand the subjuntives or the present tense of verbs.
I have never realizedHow alone I've felt until this very moment...It hit me like I had just ran into a brick wallI hate how horrible I feelHow depressing this emotion isAnd to think that my biggest fear was to be aloneWhen I've felt alone for 4 yr
Answering a question right in class Breaking a rule and not getting caught Capturing the perfect picture Daydreaming about your future Empathizing with someone Feeling wanted when a puppy snuggles up to you
Please think back to when you scolded, those kids with talents you could have molded. Now they're wandering out and about, is it them, or did you doubt?   Try to approach smile and grin,
For what it’s worth I know how you feel I can speak to you but we both know we can’t say the truthI know what it’s like for you and trust me when I sayIt sucks for us too.
"It is too early to be worrying about Trig" "Cam you not tell us about how your husband doesn't love you?" "Do you ever shut up?" "How about we learn about something interesting today and not about gonads"
I blink tiredly, my head pounding an absurdly bright monitor flickers before me Another night of living in a world fantasy in a virtual realm of limitless possibility
You came into my life by chance   We were childhood friends You would push me on the swings Till my feet touched the sky   We'd run through the grassy fields Rolling in the grass
Dear Ms. B I came to your class on the first day of the eighth month with hopes of enlightenment and acceptance,  instead I got... shit,
You were suppose to be the first man in my life. You were suppose to tuck me in bed and wipe the tears that I shed. You were suppose to hold me the day I was born. Call me your princess your bundle of joy.
Alone. 5 words. 2 syllables. A major problem within itself. Not only are we the cause but we are the reason. Yet as time passes something begins to happen.
As I Lay Lay In Bed Awake, Alone, Cold I Think About How I Feel I Think About 3 Years Ago I Think About How You Left Me Here Alone I Think About How Much Fun We Had Together
You try to fill my brain with your ideas;  MY brain - not yours MY life to come, not yours. Let me breathe....let me think... THINK, not become your robot. Help me learn to cope, grow, create,
reading the pages of this book i am drowning in desires draped across my eye lids  and slowly being pulled into an active unrealistic reality you see here in dreamland you have the power
Tears streaming down his face He reaches for the belt in his closet. He looks up at his ceiling fan. “Will it hold me?” No. He reaches for the open razorblade on his wardrobe.
You say you love me yet I don't see it on your face, seeing and believing are two very different things,  if you love me I promise it will not be a mistake, through snowy winters and summer rains, 
Fog, inescapable fog, bitter cold and moist, it doesn’t belong. Not my southwest home, not my country. So, I reason, this place is someone else’s. Cold, gray, damp—it can only be Britain.  
I'm tired of the routine that follows my day It's the same things over and over she say I want to be that change to motivate myself To be exactly what my momma has praised about Its life yanno, and I get that
Hey I hope you remember me Because I remember from the back of my heart. You forgot didn't you? It's me, the one that you verbally abused everyday,  in my face and behind my back.
What makes the nation's pillers high? And its foundations long? Wht makes it mighty to defy The rules it considers wrong?   Its not gold, Its a kingdom's grand. Escaping intact from battle sock;
One day i will be something. One day you will see me doing everything. The everthing im reffering to is making a difference. Im here to give other people deliverance. One day i will change lives and make sure people have everthing i do.
Long days, Even longer nights. Momma workin' overtime just to keep the lights. Dads gone, Don't give a damn really. It's survival of the fittest in this big city.  
What's the pont of trying to be someone who does not receive respects? Boys and GIrls disrespect eachother everyday But not I I demand RESPECT I was raised to give and receive respect
I wrote on your heart, wrote on your songs, wrote out my misery all along. Too blind to see, were meant to be, or am i mistaken for imaginary catastrophed destiny? I thought you were different,
I think you are a hottie With a tan smokin' body, Yeah I know you think I'm snotty But can I holla at you shawty?   Who cares if I'm just seventeen, I'm way too good for these string beans.
love you love you for you! dont change your body for the shit u see in books saying be skinny, when they fucking starve to make skinny true. Greens macaroni and cheese
When you go to school you honestly think that you will meet people just like you from what I discovered in shows and the movies you see on TV proves this is true.
  Standing there with tears streaming down my face, Her heartbeat steadily faded away. Oh, time, do you not care? Don’t you delay?
Awakened from slumberEyes opened wideMind calculating, planningThoughts zooming by Restless, yearningDevouring booksReaching and grabbingRecieving strange looks
Let me go, Hard past memories. I don't need To be reminded Of how much You still hurt me. I need to be Released. I refuse to accept, That this is Just how it is.
  The future is unknown to anyone. All we can hope for is the best, Until this short life is done. Blue, brown, hazel eyes of all earthly guest
I am here, In this classroom, Desk wedged hard into my back, Eyes straining, struggling, striving to stay open, Teacher’s monotone lecture filling the air, But missing my ears.   I am here,
The seas are calm. My soul is free The birds are singing let them sing. In sweet harmony and song my soul is free. The sun is shining. Let it shine upon me.
Just because I sit in the back of the room And send an empty stare… I’m not an air! I care! I swear… You look at me but you can’t see The face that passes by… Oh, I want to cry! Why?
Love and pain. Loss and gain. New paths to take. Old friends again. Mother and father to hold your hand. An ex-best friend to take your man. A heart to break and a heart to have.
If I could tell you what was going through my head I would, The issue is not only my humiliation for telling you but for you percieving me differently. I would tell you this deep dark fear of mine,
        My hatred had deprived from the feeling that; I would never be able to feel what future they will have. That my father could start over and become a better dad. While I had been the test subject, and the 'mess up'...
7:20 Late, herded into a room deprived of civilizations air, Filling my brain with the mans gloom or so we all presume.
Life, an ever living being with endless possibilities, we grow to live and accomplish goals we wish to acheive as this world we pollute, dies with us, as our selves die aside our cells.
You see me walking in the halls, I dont know why you make me fall. On the inside and out you break me down, But they still treat you like the class clown. Its not funny the way you make us feel, 
My eyes filled up with tears as I heard the newsIt never occurred to me, how much I could lose I cant believe I'm standing here Saying my goodbyesTo a dad that meant the world to me
Today was the day,  Where you decide you didn't want to stay,  you have fought so hard, Today you finallyput down your guard.    Too bad it was too late, Way, way too late, 
Life and its meaning, surely its a clue. It's a question about believing, if a real purpose is true. We may be lost and afraid, but one day it will show the answer of this charade
     You held me when I was scared, And cheered me up when I was sad. You wiped away all of my tears, And chased away all of my fears. You protected me when danger arrived, And have never left my side.
This school was created for US They were ment to serve our needs as blacks Now you tell me I'm not good enough I'll never be equal I'll always have to work harder, be better
"May I use the bathroom?" "No, five other people went." "Well I'm sorry. I didn't know our urinary systems ran together." Well, there goes your Saturday. You've got detention.  
You tell me I'm worthless. You tell me I can't comprehend as others comprehend. I yearn to yell and defend myself. But all I can do is whisper internally, "Help." I am worthless? Am I worthless? 
Feeling really strong with your mouse a keyboard  Calling me this and that  Gay, Fag, Stupid, Homo all these hurt, but make you feel great, and strong  Keyboard strong 
  Dear Mrs.Power Hungry, I wake up early. The memories of sleepless nights fill my fluttering eyes. Late nights filled with words of the past, steps to write the perfect sentence, and what our earth is made up of. 
Imagine your dreams Reflecting your emptiness, Spinning wildly out of control, You can't slow down, you can't stop, You wake up sick to your stomach. Imagine being stuck in a rut everyday,
Coma.. Your body next to me, It's like a dream,  So warm, so soft, I never want to escape, This suffocating feeling of embrace, You breath on my cheek, You doby twitches, so slightly
Oh teacher, oh teacher, put your phone away. Don't tell me in your "first day of school teacher tell all" that you are a stickler for the rules, and then text while we sit her and take notes.
The sun rises like any normal dayThe orange, the blue and the yellowBut I see it now in a different wayIts more deep now than shallowGathered around merrilyRunning, laughing, reminiscing
The battle of being , of what is suspected in life. We make a massacre with our hardly existence of humanity. The brawl of the complex obstacles and barriers you must over come. The warfare of being positive and obedient to everything and all.
If war today is just a lie And a eye for an eye Makes two men half blind And what if that lie cannot be seen Wouldn't life today seem like a dream? So i ask you the question of that doubt
I want my dreams so soar, Not just end up on the floor,  I'ma open up the doors, So my engine could roar, I don't want an icky sore, Or something I already wore, My life sure won't be a bore,
Our love is what he devoured, and soon I became overpowered. This is what happened so,  this is all i began to know. He treated me like his queen, but the truth was unseen. I was his highest expense,
We're not the Past We're your Past We wear diapers We play with dolls We dress up We shoot toy guns We build out of blocks We make mud cakes We talk to our imagination
I only write once, so I can be remembered. I only write once, because I have an opinion. But then again, I won't only write once. I'm going to write to be heard. I'm going to constantly write,
Day 1: I am a seedling Mommy's warmth hovers over my body, She loves me. Protector Mommy helps me grow strong.
It's a normal school night I'm so tired but I can't sleep
Writing never stops Literature never dies The culture never drops The illiterate never flies?
This school is a bane Society, if fills with pain Classes, riddled with sighing Intellegence, it is dying We try to live for the moment It disappears so fast You try to be smarter
YOLO The words of the naive The words of the reprieve YOLO The words of the hurt, the sick, the blind, the dead. What we want to say, before there are no words left to speak. YOLO
Someone asked me why I'm so nice to people who treat me bad, and I didn't know the answer.  Then during class I looked around after finishing my test and realized why. 
I never told you that I never had my mom sign my planner because I didn’t want her to hit me when she saw I got a B
Lost, confused, usure of the past Wondering, sinking, how long will this last? Dreams of clarity, dreams of certainty Why do I continue to keep this company? Looking at the future, unable to see a thing
They tell you that they got you,They tell you that they're there.You smile with ease,lie to yourself,"Man i dont gotta be scared."
True luv doesnt hurt intentionaly, reality is abuse always hurts~ Fist or words the damage is the same. I can forgive the pain of ur fist faster than ur words. None i'll ever forget, foolishly most i'll forgive.
I'll never forget when we first met, Our eyes locked and your smile won my heart, From that moment our hearts met we were never apart, Time went on and we both moved on, But the love we shared forever grew,
AS Christmas gets closer I'm reminded you're not with us :( No matter how many years it's been, it doesn't hurt any less :( I'm as happy as I've ever been but I'm not complete, I'm missing my first born son <3 How much I want u hear n wish I co
What is he for who canno't stand is it shallow for him to give a helping hand death is shallow like a dark cave it consumes all that live and wake Are we blind when we go to rest or see the light when at best
time can't rewind, though i really wish it could, if i could change the past, i most certainly would.   we used to be close, actually best friends, but drugs came into the picture,
I was once Daddy's little girl, his pride and joy, his princess! But then Mommy and Daddy split, and it was just Mommy, Sis, and me. It took a little adjusting, but we were still in our tiny hometown, just now on the other side in a smaller home.
We live together We cry together We laugh together We yell together We are a family We will also be together
We all dream of success, whether big dreams or small victories from a young age, we crave it like we know no other like all of our other brothers or our fathers and mothers, who have fought so hard
Always building me up, Just to tear me down Sweat running down my body Always filled my eyes with tears Bruises all over my body I use to run and hide Yet, you seemed to find me
I know you're sick of me, redundant,stupid, childish me.  I know you don't believe me,and kicking out my mother and sisteris a-okay with you,but that's not how familyworks.  You don't "mesh" with my demonsbecause you think there's nothing there,wh
  Looking for a way to succeed If you lost your map your out of luck indeed  For when your looking for your way to success Look in your heart at your G.P.S.
Life, life goes on. It goes on. A bus full of light, and im not on board. It continues to march forward in an illuminescant path, but i cant seem to find my way. Am i trapped or am i stuck? Why cant i approach this light?
I don’t know if any of you have noticed But there are different levels of crazy Personality wise, there are a couple different steps. Whenever I meet someone new for the first time I’m still on level one.
We live. We die. Why?
We danced in the rain soaking wet We were bathed by the heavens A fresh start for a new place a new summer a new us We mastered the slides and slid down the slopes shouting
I have a lot of plans for my future. I really want to make something of myself. I am currently trying to make it out of high school alive. I work hard every day at my school, because I want to get out of here.
Fake smiles and deceving faces.  Love consumes the minds of the fragile  Money and Lust overtake the hearts of young adults  Does the world have hope in any way .  Words hurt the strong and turn them weak .  can life improve if noone seeks such a
Young black girl skin-tone dark as night. Not insecure but her mind aint right. If ever told she beautiful she see it as a lie. Hate compliments but she don't know why.
You must live life like a bird. Fly free, high, above everyone You must treat life like a fragile crystal. Worship it, be kind to it, admire it You must not fear death.
There's no such thing as time, time is simply a way to organize the human mind, let me teach you a lesson, the clock ticking on the wall is an illusion of progression,
WHY do we say we dont care when we all know that we do WHY do we tell people "we're fine" when we all know it's not true WHY do we push people away when we need and want them to stay
"Everything is going to be okay." They told me when I scraped my knee Running around with such innocent glee.    "Everything is going to be okay." They told me when I failed my first test.
Yeah, I'm white Never Been in a fight But my dream is to knock out some lights Talkin' 'bout dreams, one-a mine's to be free Ya see, my parents lock me down with a key Yo, little do you know about me
I walk around school Constantly scared, confused, and needing. I need the help of my friends. My friends that left me, My friends that said they'd always be there for me.   They all left,
It all starts with the downfall. The shock, the pain, the confusion. You become embarrassed. You begin hiding, secluded, alone.   You get bad, Worse than you could ever imagine.
i need to see the change is the world i need to hear more of the unheard not everyone is recognized but more of people hiding in disguise. i want to see more happiness and more people who forgive and forget
T- Technology.  It is important to modernize the classroom. E- Everyone is different.  Promote diversity and exceptionalities in the classroom. A- Accept all opinions.  Respect each students'opinion so they feel validated.
the thing that creates the mind,body,soul the thing that can break, make, and take you to places you never dream of the thing that you teaches you love and hate  and things you should appreciate 
You SitIn the same chairsurrounded by the mindless,the dullthe Are You Seriously Sleeping Right now?the “I do it to make my parents proud”the stereotypesthe What Even Is That
Back to the drawing board. Here I am Starting over from scratch Yet again. Checking variables. Rechecking my math. Why can't I just seem To get this right? I take a step back And observe the board. I think I got it this time...
butterfly , my butterfly fly away. why do you insist on staying. soar this world as you are ment to be. you need to for once open your wings.
42 days. One Month and eleven days. My scars have begun to fade and my smile has retraced itself again.   42 days. Of hard nights where his words echoed  and I wanted to bleed 
According to Webster’s Dictionary, the term soldier refers to “one engaged in military service and especially in the army” (Soldier).
              Back when I was 16, I sw thrown whisky bottles put scars on my mother's face. She pranced around the rim of the bottle with unspoken dreams. I didn't want her to be lonely, So we pranced together.
In this world, there is much hate. Is it a coincidence? Or is it fate? Years of bullying, discrimination, war, and rape How much more can we take? Peace is there, I just know it.
Freedom comes at a price the ticket is your own demise in order to truly be free you must give up your most important thing you treasure it most, but leave it unguarded
Hello it was nice to meet you,I known you all my life,We grew up together,You was like the brother i never had,Every weekend and every summer i spend all my days with you,Riding bikes, going swimming, playing video games is what we did,But i never
Changed. To be different from the world. To be different from the people around you. Surrounding you. Crowding you. Changed. To be free. To live your life your way. No one can control you. Because you're...Changed. For the better and the worse.
Young girl with little aim but only one shot.And all moma said is baby give it all you got. To scared to pull the trigger not knowing the outcome. Not ready to show her knowledge not ready to overcome.
Repeated kindergarden No big deal Older than my peers Okay Can't drive Can't work Why? Blame them all My parents included Deffered action My blessing Paid twice
So often have I failed.      Failed my friends. Failed my parents. Anyone who has ever mattered to me. I have failed myself, but not this time.
Your brown eyes made me shake, as I approached. Your laugh touched my heart, as we connected. Your smile shook my soul, as we danced together. When we connect again, smiles creep up.
What are we doing? Wasting time? Buying time to just feed on insecurity. I don't make you glow. You look at me with dull eyes.
A woman of Black gold, gave birth to an olive child, Strong and mighty was she to stand by a father who stood to just pretend. Made sure her little peice of hope in this world was warm, fed, and fast asleep everynight
At the blackboard I sit and stare With each minute I twist my hair   I've been waiting for my senior year... And now it's here I shed a tear   I will miss cheering at the Lions games
Society is so screwd. Be yourself! But make sure "yourself" fits in. Its cool to sleep around but if you get pregnant then you are just a slut. Makeup makes you prettier but you are seen as fake if you wear it.
When you wake up in the morning and everything is silent, stop and pray. For a chace to earn a great day, love without being told, and leave all your worries on the tray.
So your race getting murdered bring you happiness Please say its not true because that cruelness You think because you wear a flag your tough
Students slump into the dull, gray roomLooking around, they see nothing but gloomIn the stone seats that they sit inUncomfortable and bareThey're expected to be uprightPay attentionAnd stare.
Walking down the hall I see so many faces Faces of people I know But never speak to And the loud girls They make friends so fast But the shy ones What chance do they have?
                          A room full of students different and unique as can be. Laughter can be heard from all directions, like thunder rumbling in the distance. As you move closer, laughter turns artifical.
 Dear Teacher I hate group projects thanks to you why you may ask because I always get paired up with someone who dont give a shit about their grade and I am stuck doing all the work ALWAYS
 he As he spoke his words were like ice going down my wind pipe corrupting me from the inside out His words were like a wrecking ball
I Am Art. And Art Is Me. We are one. We both share the same peculiar personalities. When a room is dim, we illuminate the ambience. Our bond is inflexible; the vibrant light blinding our audience.
  7.046 billion people in the world 1,200 students at the average high school So many faces in the world So many people that are passed by   What would happen if there was a chain reaction?
You stand at the board and you sit at your desk  You only care about deadlines and scores on my test  You mark up my papers, you stay after class You couldn't care less if I actually pass 
Just another dayMy arm is still scarredNo words left to sayNo words could even explainThe depth in this feelingThis craving deep inside Normally I can hold it backBut it's getting even harder to hide.
I am a butterfly that drifts though the air I am an abandoned dog searching for the right and wrong I am the heat to your heart I am the small grain of sand you step over
It's so cold here, is this what it's like, to know I'm done and through, imminent end in sight? ~ I can't see, feeling this tingle in my fingertips, Is this what it's like, to lose my grip? ~
You're supposed to lead us on our quest for a brighter tomorrow, You are the one who brings us only sorrow, We look to you for help, Yet every day in class you make us yelp. TEACH US, Not talk down to us.
Oh teacher, my teacher What is this place I’m in? Is it supposed to be a place of learning? Or a place of yearning? Because I yearn to be free of this place
I'm so sick of it when                                                                   people put you down. Who do you think you                                                                   are ? Stop it right now!
  Wishes after another, every star I see, every star that makes me believe, is a leaf on a tree. Ready to take sail with the wooshes of a wind Undeveloped or maybe impossible.
If I tell you how I feel, You'll laugh at my joke. You'd tell me that I'm stupid, and leave me here alone. Deserted in the desert, Crowded in the streets. I've fallen into your eyes, lies, & shame.
  Teacher Dearest, I'm tired of hearing your voice and your lectures, They're usually followed by meaningless words and pointless hand gestures. Last I checked, we were hear to learn, 
Would this lesson add food to the table when money is low ? Would this lesson show me a route to my future, and the right way to go ? Do you even care about what the hell we have going on ?
I wish I could take Route 80 to Heaven I could sit down with you And spill my depression Sit back with some chips; And a nice game of cards Watch game shows all day And keep laughing hard
Will you listen? Just once  im finally able to speak, senior year is here  its fmally here, my chance to take the stand  my words will be heard   im here ive been here im not leaving soon 
What is faith to me? I need your guidance right now. To make the right choice.   Depression takes hold. Choices mold on my future. Guide me the right way.   Stop my actions now.
  You ask why I go against the grain It is because it I am above it  I am more superior then those who make rules I am not a follower I am a leader  You cannot stop me from doing what I want 
with some of these teachers i just want to use profanity they talk and talk and talk i think i just might lose my sanity they can go off on so mant irrelivant rants
Stars, starsCome aliveI need your guidence in the sky.Stars, starsCome aliveI need your help through this thick unknown.Stars, starsCome aliveAnd guide me with your light
Cummings, Frost, Poe, Shakespeare, I couldn't tell you "what he meant here" And Romeo and Juliet? Something about a Capulet. Simile and metaphor, 1. It(s) like/is nothing that I've heard before...
She stares at the bottle
Mr. comes through the door rubbing his eyes half the students are cutting- that's no big surprise.  He yawns and ruffles through some worksheets for today a shrinking of thoughts, and even less words to say.
During the dayYou're so bright,Through the shining sun.During the night, you're so dark,With the moon shining on your back.Weather expresses your emotions,Rain, sadness, snowy; madness,
Lying on the ground believing in your stories Falling hard within your astonishing glory We live in a world where we sit and ask questions We wonder why me? what did I do? why?
I was born in an ever changing world, but to me seems like a never changing world.  All I had was positive thoughts in my mind,  didn't know that would change in due time.  Lue find, the meaning of life.
There is a reflection of pain in her eyes, as she fights back tears.Trying to figure out why she has put up with it all of these years.Innocence gone.Just taken away.Struggling to deal with it & be free someday.
These hands  They shall mold this world's greatness These eyes They shall envision the world I wish to see These lips They shall speak life into this world's hopes and dreams This face
She is mysterious  Yet comes in many ways She works for an eternity Works with no mercy She's an awesome multitasker She never rest She causes broken families Shes heartless, and ruthless
Eyes Like Diamonds   Perfect Black Silky Hair Long Legs Awkward Attractive Smile Curvy Body Flawless Smooth White Skin Blessed With A Heartwarming Spirit Exotic Personality
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Being trapped inside a small cage Not being able to give in an opionon But be slaved to listen to the long unbarebly whispers I hear, but do not speak Because when I do They feel me as a burden  
“Mirror, mirror on my wall Who is fairest of them all? I know it not to be me With how I look, how could it be? I am not thin or sweet or smart. I do not look like a piece of art.
With so many things I wish I could say, to all of my teachers day after day, I cross all my T's, and dot all my I's, to get a good job, so I won't serve fries. Enough with Macbeth, or Chaucer's old tales,
You only write once Well I think that's a lie For writing is eternal It will never say goodbye My life has been a mess Lots of stress I'm almost done with high school And that's my final test
Yeah…It’s that hurt. When you look around, and you realize Damn it, you’re alone. You live where your heart is But you don’t have a home. So you just stay there where your house is,
“I didn’t want to come back and teach your class in the first place,” you say. “Then why come back at all,” we say. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with y’all now,” you say. “So then why are you still here,” we say.
What’s on your mind? Is it a person? Someone you wish you knew?  A mime, trying to find the right words to express its inner being. What’s on your mind? The beauty of the sea? Wonder how deep it can be? The moon? Glistening in the sky?
Dreams are an escape from reality, A reality that we wish not to see, For with open eyes things become very clear, We see the world for what it truly is, So take a step back and breath in the atmosphere,
First I started out counting and learning colors. Man, I Felt so much smarter than the others. Challenges grew harder, my brain was expanding. Reading, writing and math were knew to my understanding.
I am.. Small fragment of ease Moment of Clarity A grain of hope I am.. Morning walk Afternoon with loved ones A evening of freedom I am.. Young and Old Lost and Found
Family Faithful, loyal Supportive, loving, trustworthy Built in best friend Sister
Education is made out to be oh so important I'm not here to say that it's not. but when you think of the true meaning of education, You really should give it some thought.
  I sit and watch. Watch you talk. Watch you teach. Talk, talk, talk. Trying to stay awake. Taping, Drawing, Texting. Not interested. In what you are talking about. In what you are explaining. Why. Why can I not move? Why can I not talk?
A dull blue hat upon his headBlack ripped gloves are on his handsLost and somewhat confusedThere's this homeless man
Through years of experience I have learn that people may sometimes forget what you have said to them in the past, They may forget what you did, But one thing that I can asure is that they will never forget how you made them feel,
it can happen to anyone, by anyone there is no excuse the hurt, the aftermath, not fun all because of abuse. countless nights of crying you feel like you want to die but no more of that, start trying
You never really cared, you just kept trudgin through all the blank stares. Got lost in the numbers, in the crowd was despair. We never really exactly knew what we learned,
From your talk to your walk I can't stand your presence Everyday I enter that doorway and become trapped in this prison.. your chalk is writing what happen to markers and hope?
Education is the thing, That causes our minds to ring. Our brains twirl round and round, all while wearing a great ol' frown. But in the end all is well,  For those who get an education, That is.
Maybe it’s my choice Because you never seem to care. And it’s my voice, That you never seem to hear.   They’re my decisions,
"You cant change who you've become" This phrase doesn't apply to you literarlly but figurativley its who you've made your self known to others That DOESN'T mean you cant change yourself for the better...or for the worst
I look in the mirror every day and see myself and ask what am i to everyone else I've been called ugly names that bring to my heart lots of pain sometimes i feel sad and lonely
  Tick tock The famous cries of the clock Teacher stands attentaive at the front On the bad days she turns into a cunt She goes about the class teaching what the state requires
  Tick tock The famous cries of the clock Teacher stands attentaive at the front On the bad days she turns into a cunt She goes about the class teaching what the state requires
It is she….The quiet one who isn’t necessarily muteHer mind is loud, and I wonder how she does it.How does she maintain such a typical face?Yet her mind is circulating with all of these negative thoughts…. It is she….That girl who is self-deprecat
Dreams  Like a child's toy Played with by imagination But time goes by The child grows old The toy stays the same The toy sits there Taking up space Waiting to be put into action
Miguel is eight years old walking to school Every day he passes the pot head, crack dealer, and pill popper. He is innocent though and not giving a care in the world.
         Gotta beat the mean, You gotta apply, You gotta beat the average. They throw chalk at your soul and hope the dust leaves you panting for creativity.  Training you to reach the average,
Respect and kidness. That's what I always say. But sometimes I just can't stand those days. Where veryone is screaming. Getting out of control, And what does the teacher do? Nothing at all.
This is Not A Poem on Religion   I appreciate what you do, But I don’t like how you do it. I am a student
Dear Teachers We are not all delinquents Nor are we all against you Please don’t scream at us all For the faults of a few   We are not all lazy bums But please consider that
Steps into the school, more like rocks moving. Why am I here? Teachers saying your stupid. Why can't I be smart? Words flying from every part of the room, Why do they hate me so much?  
I think teachers should teach more mathematics Less Algebra, And more about taxes. Prepare us for life, Not just lab write ups. They have us studying for days, When all along,
    You start out thinking this year will be the one, I will actually make an effort, not leave and be done.    Two weeks in and your thoughts have changed,
When it comes to kids throughout all schools, I notice a special treatment to some who very blindly act as fools, While others sit and study trying so desprately to build up there name,
Graduation hurts, Senioritus comes too fast, Depression is here.
Marks on a page; Disjunct, incoherent Numbing, repititive markings on page, Two-dimensional substance of which contains no matter, no substance. All to be labeled. All to be judged. All this marking,
i live to be ill, for the thrill, keep it trill and if you walk into my house I'll be sending you a bill i dont need no money, but i get it tho i don't complain, it's insane, the way im stackin doe
Can you hear me?  I'm here wanting someone to ask if I'm okay. I wait and wait but no one can hear me. No one notices the hurt I go through. No one notices the pain and suffering.
In class we are asked, To find the sum or the mass, Of topics that I'll never need. What about doing taxes, Or working the faxes, Because this I never see.
Molding the clay. Designing the report. Inserting the injection.   Many things can not be studied.
Testing! Testing! Screaming through my head, quivering hand,pencil of lead. many questions left unsaid, motor boat of a heart, filling with dread. Testing! Testing! Tests begin, light bulbs go up.
Help me believe that youre the right man for my believe that you can stand to be the mother of my future childrens...
The songs of silence drone on as you lecture The only sound is the skittering of pens across the page   And then you sing With your most boring of song Telling us of our English lessons for the days
You Hurt Me At An Extreme Level, I was silentYou Broke My Heart, I was silentYou Ignored Me At My Worst, I was silentYou Were Busy With Others and Didn't Even Care For Me, I was silentEvery Time I Text You and You Didn't Reply, I was silentBut whe
I feel like there should be something more                 Just the same routine.                 It’s getting boring and,                 Dragging us down.                 We should be educated on something
Founded by people who want us to succeed, Surrounded by people who do not believe, Hurt inside because of depression, No emotion or impression, Hurting others with a fist, Bruising at no risk,
  Silence   My mother always asks me, Why I can never seem to sit still. My muscles tighten and an excuse is quickly constructed,
do what you will with me caress's cold  indistinct  clenching  till I turn purple from oxygen deprivation  my house is in order I welcome the acrid bitterness of bleak nevermore 
Maybe it fits to be the person you are, one without care, without concern. maybe it fits because you cant seem to understand What kind of actions are taken to raise a good woman or man.
Digging deep down inside, There's no place to ride, I feel a since of emptiness, that sometimes I can not hide, Who cares about my up bringing, I surley am not suprised,
They say education is important So why can’t it be When you’re sitting at your desk with your hands between your knees Students sigh in advance when you pass out a test
The lonely angel with a broken wing Knows all the pain that truely stings. He remembers ever face that's passed his eyes, He must keep living while everyone dies.  
You're a note sent from heaven, To this battle field in hell. I wish I could kiss you here and the worries farewell.   Every letter written carefully By a steady hand in ink.
No Ma'am I cannot stop talking, I had to tell Sarah about my strict parents and about the cute guy I talk to now. No Ma'am I did not do my homework, I had an essay, a project, and test to study for.
Walking through the halls you see them everywhere, The mean girl making others feel invisible. But where, where are the teachers? The ones who should being protecting us. The ones that are supposidly our safe haven. The warmth in the sun.
And its midnight now And my heart sinks into the night With bittersweet memories flowing, Timeless memories And endless heartbreaks. I was so young But not one second have I forgotten
I am the product of a child never left alone...You see I am what a teacher taught me 3 years ago was possible, you see me I am what my 5th grade teacher wrote in the pavement me for me to be, and that path I crossed over last week is the cement wr
 Dream a dream so sweet and sound of a place so enitially profound. where hope and joy and be eternally found. why would a robin ever want to be on the ground. why would one never want to make their sound.
    Buses, desks, chairs, pencils, papers flying every where.     Another school day is regretfully here.     As the instructor calls roll and the morning bell goes a tolling,
I complete by marryin that girl dominique until i realized she ain't got the best physique  The was the second strike cause her heart wasn't right she was intercoursing just out of spite
Repeating lies to regain stress but your constant reassurance inables you to confess   Don't love the way you hold your drink just adore how every night you're not required to think
They say that school is a must. You miss it you're a bust.  To fail is certainly wrong. But school is just so long. You must conform to societies needs.  Those who differ will not succeed.
Something shivers in a deep dark corner Next to it are bright red eyes It is a she She is a young lady The bright eyes are Loneliness Loneliness is keeping the young lady captive
A shooting star casts itself through the void 
Oh! For my school The things I would change Everything.  
The sweet reverie of a little girl in a Cinderella dress Does not hold a demise For no person shall attempt to withhold her She has imagination creativity innocence virtue Let her twirl
    Mercy   The choice was swift and all my own, Desire neglect’d, still apparent. Mist at once shrouded my judgement, My bearings vanished, sight was gone.  
You say you're here to help, but you criticize and yell. I feel lost and alone, it's just misery. Why can't you offer advice,  instead of tearing me down? Teachers are supposed to care,
Dear teacher, oh beloved wisdom preacher, I do not want to be a mathemetician, or a public speaker. I do not want to visit in the Earth's core, nor will I ever encounter the Civil War.
  Don’t speak the truth, but don’t be a liar At least, that’s how Mommy says I should be She says it’s the only way To explain my black and blue shoulders and knees  
To where do we go from here, my brothers What once was, shall no longer be for us That well traced road is as the others Now broken and void of that former trust We were once bound by invisible ties
On the first day of class we sign a promise not to plagiarize But really it’s a balance Between copying And knowing what you want to hear Because our own words aren’t in your answer key You can’t cite scars
Patiently watching continuously observing This unfair treatment & your reckless discernment Your bad judgment has me on the sideline When I should be in the game because taking a hit feels the same
DIG ME OUT OF THIS FUCKING GRAVE!Stop burying me in past memories,Forgotten conversations,Guilty Temptations,The unending persuasionsTo take you back-  NO!
  I am one with my soul and God Granted my body to be on this world But how can one, be “one” If they are not connected And they are slipping into this cruel Savage beast we call solitary
  Walking in and feeling alone Tears streaming down my face Will they care? Hell no Why would anyone care about me?   Then he walks over, caring eyes “Come outside with me”
We went down to the River But the River was dry We went down to the River But it gave us not Life Then somehow in the whisper The whisper of night When we went down to the River
Sip by sip, I forget the words Said by who I love and don’t It doesn’t matter I don’t have to care.   Bottle by bottle, I drown away The harsh looks I get
Emotions are whirling Stress finds me everywhere Sometimes I just want to be alone I don't know how much of this I can bear
Emotions are whirling Stress finds me everywhere Sometimes I just want to be alone I don't know how much of this I can bear
It's the beauty all around, that calls sweetly to deaf ears. Persisting that it's presence be found, but not many hear. A voice melodic, story hypnotic, with love and sadness intermingled. Eternal love and freedom began with strife.
*CAUTION* i am not sucidal. This ponders why people commit Suicide. cold AND heavy I try to HOLD it STEADY Where to put it? to my HEAD? or my HEART? I just want to put the TRIGGER
Not all heroes wear a cape Or a badge Or a medal.   Not all heroes drive fancy cars Are doctors, firefighters,
The moon can never outshine the sun, Only recognize when darkess consume the sky. To truly feel the need to love a person Is when you aren't allow to love them. It is a struggle
Sitting, day after day In a cold boring room, The light bulbs flicker away And the air reeks of gloom.   The walls hold me tight, They keep me in line, Remind me night after night,
It all started one spring Seen a light And my mom on a bed For the first time With tears in her eyes Holding me tight   But two moths ago Something terrible had happened
Fizz. There goes the bubbles of your cola. Splash one, splash two, three hundred droplets down Pathetic, do you hear the depressing background viola? Like a fool, you watch the cup tumble to the ground.  
Thumbs up, no fear, smile and no tears Love expressed, My mother’s hands and her embrace Stability is near.
He was invited into Darkness one cold, black night. The Darkness took over his hearing, his touch, his sight. As much as he wanted to leave, the Darkness made him stay. And because of the Darkness, he pushed everyone away.
Let this be your first night of happiness. Let all your fear and troubles dissolve away into the darkness Let this night, be a peaceful moment full of bliss and relaxation
      It hurts to see my dad in such great pain, lying in his hospitalbed, pale and in pain. Five tubes---or more---pulling and push-ing his skin, dripping and sucking fluids into and from his body,
It's the last year of imprisonment The last of my safety One says it's a step to a new life Perhaps, the closing of youth... Is it death? Never have I ever Felt the uttermost dread
Grimy leather seats, Shoes wet from the dew, My shoulder bumps the cold metal of the bus During each twist and turn in the road. I am sitting here physically But I am not here, not at all.
Time, why did you abandon me? You purposely and mistakenly left my side Days come to short, but to many for counting In myself is where I’ve learned to reside   Time, you’re supposed to heal my wounds
School is for learning, right? Education is meant to be an enlightening experience, fill the pores of humanity with a vast expanse  of colors, the colors of Knowledge So I sit in a desk for 8 hours, 5 days a week
Birds harmonize in nearby trees; A helicopter flies overhead, beating the air with its wings; A motor works to keep the humans inside cool, While humans driving cars burn deadly fuel;
You like me, I like you. We got together, And I'm happy 'cause it's true.   You see me, And I see you. Both of us smile 'Cause it's what we always do.   When I kiss you,
  Je suis une rêveuse. An idealist,a visionary,a wishful thinker. A fantasist,a romantic,a stargazer.
I don’t like poetry. I know, it sounds like blasphemy to an English teacher’s ears but I just don’t like it. I know, I sound like a six year old
I think I never learned to speak Or, at least, not to stand up for myself I didn't speak up I couldn't speak up Pushed around from an early age A shopping cart Bumped, bruised, Broken. 
The light's too bright my eyes are blind, the heat's too much my skin's too numb.   I miss the dark, I need its comfort; I miss the cold I seek its touch.  
High up the mountains, locked behind the gates It is self-sufficient, almost self-sufficient The sick seek solace, But where is the hospital?  
My parents call me into the living room, My siblings stand with me, My father has been on the phone For half an hour.   I had a surgery last week, We were hoping I had no cancer, We were hoping
It shouldn't matter what color, clothes, or how we look.
  “Did you hear? Nothing else matters right now. I don’t care who is looking.”   He nods his head and I can’t help but fall apart. I don’t even try to talk, because a my throat swells in sorrow
invitation salutation inquisition fluctuation indecision intermission conversation hesitant confession   swift rejection separation   spiraling confusion
Everyday, I wake up but nothing ever happens. I've been pushed here, there, and everywhere. I feel alone, so alone I just want to end my own life.
Gentle rain pattering outside,streaks of water tricklingdown the pane of glass.Listen.The shrill squeakas her hand slowly sliddown the window.Wishingshe could just claw her way
P { margin-bottom: 0.08in; }A:link { } Pollution, poverty and humidity Is where I was born. A third world country where society was torn.   Where the mountains stood, Looking down on the city,
  As much as I appreciate the Loveliness of the Day it is not nearly as Extraordinary as the Night. The Incomparable Beauty, the secrets that lie within the Viscous Tar of
I try to run away But your gravity pulls me to stay No matter how far I run Your gravitational pull has won I find so many reasons to leave you But for gravity tells me  That I'm not going anywhere
You love me with all your heart You cared about me from the start But I won't let myself love you You never let me forget that I'm beautiful Even when I look ugly to you I'm beautiful
. . . As of now I'm sitting here in my bedroom thinking Of the truth behind the lies and the games  It's such a shame that I'm hurting deep within of the bones that hold my frame What is there to do now but to wait . . . .
The middle This is where we are We shifted to neutral in the car Things are getting confusing And I feel like I'm losing We're both in the same section We're scared of rejection
You continuously Throw in my face my age But no one is begging  You to stay  You can leave and turn the page We fight all the time You alwas make me feel like slime
She cares, even if she shouldn't. She loved, even when she promised she wouldn't. She let him go, even when her heart couldn't.   He promised her his heart for ever. Would he walk away, he swore....never.
Star-kissed I open my eyes And see A million beautiful lights. Little cosmic seeds, Planted in the universe. Some die In spectacular bursts. Some with but a whisper.
I'm lost in my fantaies  Without realizing The fatal tragedy That is my reality Lost in the fun Lost in the bliss When a good life Is what I really miss I do and say things I shouldn't
   Vibrant green is seen so supreme. It's power that it's won. What is it's worth to you or me in reality, it is none. We would rather see it traded in for fancy clothes or cars. As it lie there cold, what is its use no longer gold in bars?
The life of a senior, Is to be a great leader, To be a role model for the younger kids, But become an underclass man all over again, But as of now for eight hours, Ill have the power, 
Through this tiny journey, A game as some may call it,  We fall over cracks, Trip over mistakes, Fail while achieving, And make faults within perfection, But it is just the nature of mankind.
For you I began, without me you don't exist. You named me and try to understand me, so I tell you what I can. But..... I don't remember when I started, I walk in an endless line,
Walking in nature makes me think of thee. I'm reminded of you in all that I hear and see. As I walk, I see the trees rustling with the light wind, Just as your long hair sways when you walk 'round the bend.  
  innocence in watching grass grow; the cliche is there but so is the truth
File for this. Apply for that. Where is the fun at? Deadlines buzzing whirring around Overwhelming the toughest of nerves. Quivering Wondering Focusing Shivering
She the tears burn as they fall from Her innocent cheek they cut through Her innocent heart they run down Her innocent body   She soaks  in a pool of despair
i shivered, cowering you focused, tactlessly i followed, aimlessly a blindness, unconscious of empty sentiments i wouldn’t understand
be who you want to don’t conform to life’s standards stay true to yourself
Everyone hurries with smiles and laughs;but the girl just passes so solemn.One day after the other the kids seem happier;but the girl just remains the same.Parties, friends, make up and more;
I never knew where I wanted to go, Or what I wanted to do. I've been through five semsters, from school to school. Undecided, feeling defeated Taking classes that were totally uneeded. But now....
She says sit like a lady but has rules against chairs. Here's six hours of reading, I'm sure you have time to spare.   Here's a screwdriver and wood now give me boat. There is a list of to-do's,
I like to eat sleep and be alone empty messages, no missed calls on my phone Walk through the streets contemplating on life no one to go on dates or make me their wife Old friends and family call to hang out
Rain washes me away Melting away my indiscretions Exposing my vulnerabilities And carrying me to places unknown Thunder drowns out the cry of my heart Silencing its call Stifling its every desire
Dear You,
Dear You, 
A glimpse of another life can ruin youDreaming can create the most excruciating heartbreak  I had always been told not to put all of my eggs in one basketNot to count the chickens before they hatched
I look to the world, And feel burdened By life that clings, difficult to shake off.   I look to my city, And feel enslaved By copious opportunities, experiences.   I look to my community,
i made a mistake i made a mistake i made a mistake i made a mistake was my fault the words you howl in pure disgust the words i take in and attempt to digest
You sit behind me in the midnight sun Urging me forward toward the edge  Always there my dark twin You are the sin to my light It takes everthing to fight the pull Oh how sweet it would be 
You feel guilty, haunted and it's eating you away. You think that you can hide it, avoid it but this guilt is here to stay.   The first step into freedom  is coming out with the truth. 
Baby, You don’t want me close to you. Cause my heart is dead And it will kill yours too.
Click A sound is heard Tick Another chimes Knock A common noise Tock A secret song Creak Alone just chaos Squeak Together form music Ching Annoyance to some DingHarmony to otherBong  Ignored by speed Dong Embraced by patience 
There will come fiery showers and death from above, And lonely life searching the sky for a dove.   And fresh air will become scarce around these parts, And sullen moans rise deep from black hearts.  
Its crazy to go from a gangster to a christian A loud mouth to a listener A gun toter to a bible holder A brother fighter to a man molder To go from ripping and running the streets To hymnals moving my feet
High School   You get four years to figure out your life, You’re the one that puts up with all the toil and strife,
You tell me that I cant succeed You say my dreams are not logical You repeat the things you think I should do.. But I tell you that you'll see my success I say to you my dreams are reality and will be met
You're not really sick! You just want attention! You just want to be treated differently! That's what they cry Their words becoming sticks and stones That break my soul, mind, and bones
tengo una sonrisa bella una sonrisa todos los días y a todas horas   pero es una sonrisa falsa todos piensan que estoy bien nadie se imagina que la depre se pelea
I told him, baby, let's go back to our childhood Go back to those years of playing games. Let’s go back to those better times when, this hell, our life could never erupt in flames.
It starts off as a joke Then turns into madness. Wishing you could revoke. But its too late. All the teasing, pushing and laughing Has took its toll. Now all the things you say have lost control. You couldn’t help it, You mom and dad had split  An
Black engulfs the world around me. Everything is still; No wind, No light, Just me and the darkness that surrounds me. How did I get here? Did I jump, Did I fall,
You are the little girl who wants to be A doctor one day To put on a white gown and a pair of squeaky clean shoes To save lives from behind a mask and a ponytail But forget it.
How she tells me she is honest,I can only nod, uneasy inside.She let me say what was on my mind,And, listening back, I became fonder.My once hardened wall broke down,Leaving only the opportunity for freedom.
Along the dirt path Her feet dragged in sorrow, Her white dress covered in self-loathing, Her eyes filled with regretful tears and Her lips blistered with slander.
Nothing is prettier than the 7 o'clock sunset hitting your faceBecause it illuminates exactly like your heart doesWhen you're telling me I remind you of the sea and your fingers trace 
The world turns dark, the lights go out And in my mind there is not a single doubt They  can’t see what I am going through They can’t see how much I need You The match in my heart is slowing burning out
  I will forgive everyone But myself By denying myself this I have never truly forgiven  
I never really wrote that good of a love poem until my love wrote the poem itself,It wraps inside my heart, flows from my pencil or pen and doesn't ask for help. I guess I never really loved that deep for my love to feel the need to write its own
Distance is like a spark, indiferent of the fuel only offering ignition. Fueled by emotion, there is a reason most stop at the notion to ignite this flame.
  I know all you have is me And that I will never be enough But I will bind our love together With such a force  I will shoot fireworks from the tip of my tongue every time I speak of you
Stab, stab. Cut, cut. I'll bleed onto you. Every known color will fade into you someday. Permanently marking your body, mutilating you beyond recognition. If I push too deep I might tear through your flimsy skin.
You take my hand in yours, You look at me with adoring eyes that I cannot ignore, You burn through my icy façade, And you stand by my side.   You wrap your arms around me, Your scent, your warmth,
This girl who is she?  What is her means ? She has been throrugh alot Alot of things you have never seen. They say she's jamaican but is that all to her ? She seems that she has something else to offer.
ALL THE THINGS I’D WISH YOU’D SAY   Dear My Daughter, I refuse to stain your heart with my scars. Dear My Daughter,
This axe of our views hides quietly away its blade rarely sees the light of day These days no one can get the axe   The teachers abuse and swear Some children find this case unfair.
O' bumbling, buzzing bee; whizzing past my ear.You always seem so determined:Please, tell me where you were...
You are simply beyond my reachA treasure I can no longer keep For holding on to something at such a distance Meets with such strong resistance
  From the safety of my window I look out and view the world. A harsh, cruel world is what I see, Looking back with scorn at me.  
 A   Broken record  Can  Deliver messages to other galaxies and  Etch in stone the   Fake desire that was  Gone before the  Heat could rise.  It’s the summer time.  I don't think we believe in space;  Just the time it takes to destroy it.
  Love. The laughter of a small child, The rain that makes the plants grow strong and healthy, The raw emotion between a man and woman, Man or man, Or woman and woman. Love.
 Darkness turns into dim  light <br> This is the beginning of a new life <br> A boy on the 18th of September <br> This is surely a day to remember <br> but then comes another surprise <br> a twin sister with light bro
"Since when do you wear your hair like that?""Since when do you listen to RAP music? Oh! My! GOODNESS! Those lyrics are ridiculous. You never listened to that before.""Since when do you think you can come home this late?""Since when do you burp?
I'm fighting
 Maybe She Would Be Alive Today. If I Spoke Up And Said What I Needed To Say. If I Thought Differently and Choose A Different Path. Crazy Thing Is I Didn’t Think She Would Last.
Do you understand? Do you understand what it's like? Do you understand how it feels? Do you understand what it's like and how it feels not to learn? How it feels not to be successful?
Do you remember when we first met?  It’s okay.  I don’t either.
Macroeconomics (to me) is the first stall in a public restroom. It's the better-than-you step-sister. It's the stench of the fish aisle at the super market. It's wanting to wear a skirt but not wanting to shave.
His green eyes look at me I am so in love How this boy own my heart He makes me swoon when he says my name   I am his army I am his voice He is my pride He is my love  
  I stand in plane sight, visible to all, yet never seen. Stationary, unmoving, unchanging, I watch the world morph It turns into something unrecognizable I'm a stranger in my own home. I belong, nowhere.
If an apple a day keeps the doctor away, how many apples does it take to cure my mothers cancer? How many apples does it take to cure my aunt's? How many for my godmother?
  We live with them.We have them for other people.Other people have them for us.It's expected to have expectations. Parents expect us towork harder,word longer,and work better.
Our first evening in London he Keeps his arm around my waist and I Laugh at everything   He kisses me in the door of the flat And doesn’t kiss me again until we wake up
What you don't know My learning is outside the classroom My learning is what not to say How not to act What not to do  
    I will draw x's on your spine and smear them off with the salt of my tears. I will listen to the pulses of your heart thrusting against your heaving chest and tally them on the creases
When you are scared, feeling small When darkness falls, sinking you deeper into the ocean You feel weary and frightened You feel the waves take you down You look for a coastguard Something for protection
Dream of me in the depths of your despair, and a beacon of what once was will appear. Dream of me at your happiest moments, and wish that I could be happy too. Dream of me when you are angry,
I wish  I wish Work hard, play hard I will I will become what I wish to be
While you open your mouth I pick up a pen  Because words only confine what I'm trying to help you understand  I'm talking about free verse freedom  The rhythm without rhyme that's made when you let words flow and just play  The kind of freedom tha
How much easier it would be if I were not lonesome,so rooted in my happy lonesome,cornered with no feelings that someone's happiness might be dependenton me.Alone in my encounters.
Trust me I know, I know what you think I don't know  I wish you would of told me what you thought I didn't know I wish you would of told me months ago but you didn't..
Condolences By: Renisha Williams Sitting outside of this funeral home  I’m cold and nervous. I wipe the sweat from the palm of my hand and compose my thoughts.
When you look me in the eyes, the rest of the world disappears.  When you look in my the eyes, I am almost brought to tears.  The way you look at me; like I hung the stars in the sky, 
Rest your lips on my pillow Embrace me a little tighter,  Dawn is approaching but there's still time to pull me closer. Place your hand in mine, Like a sweet caress your lips meet mine.
The wind whispers gently as it calms my mindCaresses my cheeks while passing timeOh, how I long to lay outdoorsOr laugh around a fire while making s’moresBeing a part of nature makes me feel pure
said today to tomorrow: "hi, we are the same. you have lost a few leaves but seasons are meant to change. and there is water in me, water in you - three-fourths of your clouds are afraid
    I saw a man sitting on a ledge. His head was low and over the edge. He held a sign with seven bold words. Not the kind often said. All was read and left a constant ringing in my head.
Ruby red trips called her lips contort in pain and sadness she sees the light leaving his eyes, the fight no longer in his favor  As memories of their past clouds her mind clarity is miles away on vacation
Walking around like an arrogant queen You talk like an old and boring machine A student once asked a plain question You scoffed and dismayed it without discretion "Look it up" is what you have always said
I am the girl who tears scraps of poems and tapes them to her bedroom walls So she can read them before she sleeps One night she dreams about a flying man Tearing open the world’s rusted skin
    Remember...   The time I mistook indigestion for a baby, and the eyelashes on my cheeks for the end of the world.   When I thought as I traded knitted caps for rain hats,
Lost. Hopeless. Tear filled eyes Gaze                 Upon the scene. The horror.   What mad game has the artist played? Conjuring up dark roots, Faded memories,
  Blood runs fast You need to move fast before you’re nothing more than the past The future runs through your veins Dictations, like a school teacher, the crimson run determines the existence of future gains
What they say it might be true.My feelings for you are just old news.I look at you with a face of disgust.I'm running from my the feelings of lust. I can't help but cry.From all of the pain I hide inside.My heart will forever beat for you.I keep t
Everyday, it is all the same, The places I go and the things I do. Everyday, it is all a game, To see if I can feel a deeper shade of blue There is a rut before me, And there is a rut behind,
I Love you with my Heart
I've heard the silence of a chilly September night, The silence of the wind, The silence of the cars whizzing by...   I've seen the emotionless look in your eyes that night, And the silence of your words,
I see you there floating in a sea of enlightment, you choose to smile while I choose to frown. Your beauty and your grace are unmatched, the way in which you speak is beautiful
Why dwell on the fallen sand When saved grains should be cherished? I meddle into those blurred memories To bring them light; they are irritated eyes Brittle and worn from tainting treachery.
She died today. Stuck between the pages in a notebook. She was left forgotten, An idea lost in the winds. She will try to be remembered, Tugging at the corners of the mind.
As we lie awake tonight Take some time to wonder why Everything we know is gone Everything we knew was wrong And as it goes across your eyes The light begins to die And as we lie awake tonight
I miss her, Where has she gone you say? I don't know, I'm just a hollow shell of her now, the smiles fake; the laughter off; where has she gone? To the land of heartbreak.
Same smell of green Cool breath in the air Frost on the benches Same swarthy blues It will be here   When we were walking by the cemetery You asked if I would still be there for you
It’s all up to me. It has always been up to me, to become anything, But I want to flee like a banshee to the Dead Sea To step away from my life and not have answer the question: “What do you want to be?”
Do you think this is the end or just the beginning For life itself, to the very end Shadows creep up behind you And say this is the end If this is the end then what's the beginning blood silk needles Beautiful yet painful Deadly beauty Blood on snow Wild and free Untaimed beauty
All high school Ever gave me  Were chewed down finger nails, Lifeless eyes,  And anxiety.  And yet, We were once children, Who walked through those big doors, Down these big halls,
This is MINE. This is all I have left of before. I could never be four I had learned much too much of myself and my body That with this I possess too much power than my head was prepared for  
  Will it kill me? I wonder, gazing up at my mountain, whose jagged, torn dreams spill down a gray fountain.   Bold stands this mountain, gorged from the view while I, toward the sky,
Angry, sad, confused, helpless scared  These are the emotions of a women  A women who has been hurt A women that has been abused  A women who has been lied to These are the challenges of a women
She walks in with a sparkle in her eyes Even if she doesnt smile you can see it That sparkle hides how she really feels She herself sparkles Except no one see's her sparkle No one see's her
This is my story... From the beginning, I was being lead onYou had a thing for me; you were out to get meI mean as a child I wouldn't think to have to react to a feeling this strongI laugh today thinking that I never remember a day where you smile
A line, a queue, is distance ‘tween two points. While the future end of ours did not change, It grew back where we stepped in, human joints. Two hundred souls we saw within our range.  
Life, Like the desert, Is bleak and harsh, Showing no mercy for those Who walk through it.   And yet if a man Can find it in himself, To look more closely at the desert
Wooden, metal, they’re every kind, People search from store to store just to find The right one because to me you’re all I need To win any competition with angelic ease.
  Thy heart is gone but not lost without care. Cherished it is, by a divine beauty. Never throughout miles is one so fair. And whose heart I’ve stolen is kept with me.  
So long for now, till we meet again. together forever,  you are my bestfriend.   my heart is breaking, tears are now falling. You had to leave, because heavan was calling.  
    Lost and Broken. Words unspoken. Watch him crumble. Watch her fall. All because, you said it all. People are different, people are the same. Each of us has a different brain.
If you only knewShe devotes her life to youSupports everything you doApproves of every moveHer life was once a mess andShe fell victim to depressionBut that voice caught her attentionAnd you brought out her best, manEven when she hit her all-time
Embraced in warm water,supported by thighs,I don’t rememberwhat you said.Truly smiling,truly thinking that I wouldeasilyspend forever with you.Questioned,as though you were amused
Sometimes I wish I werea marigold,so faithful to the sunto rise alongside you,my center.& dusk--close my petalsaround the promiseof your return& never have to sleepalone again.
That moon sings of sleepy solitude       Casts an eclipse on the heart of the rude  The heart left unshadowed is the heart misconstrued  Though it is faithful, for only just one  It wanders the depths of humanity for "fun"  It knows its place, but
My feelings for you, they are nothing but true. Amazing, Handsome, & Caring, dont even begin to decribe you. My heart you have. Forever & Always You never make me feel blue.
I am numb My arm is a mess There is so much pain The cuts are stained with blood Each cut represents something It's a hidden meaning That people don't understand They just see me Broken
Is Death a friend or foe? For now I shall not know. I feel that we are destined to meet. As I lie within these plain white sheets.
You could see the brokenness of her heart in her lovely green eyes. Hear her cry of help through her soft sweet smile. You could feel the emptiness, the cold lingering sadness of her soul,
                              We sit, we stand,we dream                        to have an openness to what things could be                      living in the abstraction of which we seek
When the sun awakens in the morning and I awake from my dreams back to reality I feel how strongly my heart misses you, its killing me I try to push it away and focus on something else with all my might
I’ve had a target on my back since I was five.I got to the point where I didn’t want to be alive.Like other children, I just wanted to be an actress.That turned into hiding razors under my mattress.
Tick, tockTick, tockTick, tick, tick The sound of the hands of time as it moves slowly by, but if time moves slowly by, why is there not enough time? We are told to stop and smell the roses,
TV dinners stacked in the fridge; pizza, chinese, delivery service numbers on a crumpled, much-loved piece of yellowing paper   No drawings with stars and flowers
Wooden Dolls
The pen is mightier than the sword, They say; But put it up against a gun And it wouldn’t last a day.
  His muscular shoulders were hunched over, head bowed, and hands tightly clasped together.
You are a sturdy candle. Melted wax in a glass jar. I am a smaller, more dangerous tea light, not prone to shatter, but capable of faster fire. Some days your light does not shine on me; the wick refuses to twist and melt hot wax in my direction.
Changes. Some good, some bad. From green leaves to brightly airbrushed orange, a crooked smile to a smile worth smiling for, from being a child to becoming an adult. These are good changes. But with everything good comes a bad.
    With soggy eyes and lonely fears, Seasoned hands and anxious ears, It was a bittersweet night,
 Lets run far away Where no one can find usFind a little place to stay  Build a life on love and trust.
God's watching me.  I heard his voice for the first time, today. He took the form of this homeless man at a corner stop light in Columbia .  He held a sign  Said "No money, just prayer"  I knew I had seen him before. He had been there before. Wear
Hush little baby don't you cry Daddy's right here right by your side S T O P We all know that's a lie Said you'd always be there since day one But it was as if you were absent in the long run
  Sail with me through the universe and we'll ride the velvet skies. We'll jump the rings of jupiter. Just take my hand darling and we'll fly away.
God? God?! Can you hear me? I scream your name every day. I patiently wait for an answer, but I never receive one. I want to her you speak to me.
A string branches from the windows to your soul; connecting Us as we stare with the violent intentions of conquering The world together.  The string tightens and we unconsciously lean
Two minutes and fifty five seconds for microwave popcorn. Eleven and a half minutes for a phone call with your mother. Ninety minutes for a complete sleep rotation.   Eight hours
Courage is something that comes from the heart. It brings us hope and dreams, but others want to take it away. They want us to feel regret and sorrow, but we must stay strong. Courage is something that drives us to dream.
The dams have been broken and the water wears me down. Swirling and spiraling, lost in the sound, I grab and grasp for a fortunate foothold. For the one I found, I am forever grateful.  
What if you, nobody new,  were found to be unwanted. Not just by those who seem to rule society. But by those who were intended to love you? What would you, 
Here on my back, fog softening its edges and without clouds the sky is the color of cold light shining from grey silk lingerie it is smooth and flat and could fall upon my head at any instant.
This Scholarship is so very frustrating and yet I hope to win
Life is letting your Self be slowly extracted through   Migraines and birthdays and Obligations and homemade quilts and Hoping and cheese pizza and
I believe in the power of grace, The strength that lies within us, The act of forgiveness which can repair hearts and end wars, The power of love that dwells within a family,
The stars up in the sky are beaming down, bringing light to the earth   All of them combined couldn't amount to your worth, you see the angels shinedown and kiss you, crying rain because they miss you 
Butterfly my Butterfly Divine as my eyes Calm as my spirit
Everyday I am told that I am lovedBut, do we only say that because that's what we've learned, it's our nature, right?I am told that I am loved but, it doesnt always feel that way
With each waking breathe, my soul quivers for fear. I cant stop these feelings inside me.   He tells me to breathe only breathe, its all we ever have left but why? 
Love letters to no one: the weed
She doesn’t want to remember All that’s happened During those awful months   Her brain tries to repress But it’s hard Their awful words Her atrocious pedagogy Stays with her  
I lived to walk among the scenes Of people walking by. I lived to hear the mother's scream And hear the baby's cry. I lived to lend my helping hand Until one day I saw The thing I could not understand
This story begins with a girl. The one next door, the one we all know, The one who we are, A Marilyn Monroe.  She turned the pages of the magazine Loaded  with images of thin models and airbrushed faces
I am stuck in a cupboard, dusty and small. With no one who loves me down the hall. Never knowing anything about where I am from. Until that day when a giant had come.    I made new friends and went to school. And found out strangly, that I was coo
Fight Another Hour By Jesse Yelvington   Screw you for saying who and what I’m ‘supposed’ to be, Though I hope you know that nothing you could say will ever change me;  
1 a.m. isn't for those "just married" couples sleeping  together for the first time, 1 a.m. isn't for those who party everyday of the week nor for those who  stay up late playing video games.  
  Ain’t you ever thought about the places we could go? I thought about it. Think about it. It’s almost always on my mind. Slow down you say woah woah rewind
If you haven't noticed, I need a scholarship, And it just so happens, you tend to give them out, I'm just here typin,  like every other kid, what makes me special, is I'm takin time,
Don't misplace your unshelved lovewithin my heart.
To dream is to know to believe to hope.   To dream is to imagine to wonder of lands beyond your own.   To dream is to love with unfailing bound.
They'll look you in the eyes, "I'm different, please believe me",then they'll break you down,like mississippi in a spelling bee. You give someone your all,& tell them demonstrate what you can do.
Wish it were I was a child of 10, for when they fall, they get up again. They're resilient, brave, naive when first kissed, truly the portrait of "ignorance is bliss." But years travel on, experiences pass by,
Who am I? I'm that girl sitting right in front of you.  Look me in the eye.  Do you know who I am? I don't think you have a clue.  I want you to remember something.  YOU were in my shoes once. 
Is it loving your best friend, or loving someone who becomes your best friend? Is it being with someone who makes you comfortable or with someone who entices you to challenge life and take risks?
Strong, independent, my wise words of thoughts The source of all my pride and joy The source of my pain The wrinkles that settle beneath the eyelids of a woman hard at work
This, is not ordinary. Nor, is that. And we are seemingly careless, as to why. What. Because, there is nothing ordinary, about this and that. Nor is there anything ordinary,  about me,
The sky turns dark A deep black falls upon us. The angels cry as the Earth pushes further away from the Golden Gates. Twenty centuries of deep sleep. The great hands try to shake
Force fed faith, She refused to swallow. Knowing not to bite The hand that feeds her, But she still snaps. Her only way out.
I sing so you don't know im crying. I luagh so you can't tell im hurting. Close my eyes so you don't know im watching. Walk to keep from running. Hide in plain site so you can't see me.
Tick-by-tock I watch the clock,  staring as the time slowly grows thick. Tick-tock says the clock, waiting so I can give this school a kick. Tick....Tock.... goes the clock, slower and slower as I grow sick.
Who or What have made these creations? Isn't the word of God final to all? Doubt and persecution have lead to the fall of nations. Is our mind really that small?  
You say that you love me but do you really mean it ? You can say it a billion times , you can yell it and scream it No matter how loud you may say those words Love isnt forever , but it forever hurts
Butterflies In the night Drift away without a fight Lose myself Lost in you Wondering why, But such a pretty view No more sadness No more pain Watch that blood,
  We look up and see nothing but sky Blue, Bright, Clear The galaxy beyond is a dream within a dream A world eclipsed in light  As we climb towards the edge of the overwhelming darkness
 Burning slowly Like I'm set on fire This can't be good It doesn't always feel this way The slice of rose thorns severing My veins Tearing me apart from outside to inside A brewing poison
Long fingernails Salive in my hair Hand on my waist Roaming my chest In my pants "You have a sexy body." He whispers. I slip into disgust, feel an urgency to stop. But I didn't.
My dad was full of spirit, My dad was full of dreams, My dad was full of love, My dad was full of smoke. My dad was full of alcohol. My dad was full of strength. My dad was full of so many things
And the memories are like frozen icicles dropping on my limbs Making me bleed despair And I can't seem to put myself back together The mask is shattered I want to leave peacefully I left my brain and heart,
And you start to see it in everyone: The town whore The girl who peed her pants in 3rd grade The hot 20 year old life guard, his little brother with greasy hair and a pizza face. A raped female cat
I took my talents where the rest couldn't go supercilious from all this gold The way i love this life
Wary of whether or not I should Care or just walk off I've tried so hard to vindicate and orchestrate this love
I am from glossy pages still unread, from Miracle and hydrofluorcarbon. I am from the ochre and unkempt backyard. I am from the Peace Lilly, the forest of Pines, whose branches reach high above.
Teachers are Such ass who always get on my nervous. I try to stay calm before i give them what they deserve. They try to be your friend which is a wrong chioce. Then they get mad at you and try to raise their voice.
A beautiful face A tormented past  An undeniable mystery to the audience of my life.    I show, You see
“What is the meaning of life?” Some say life is a punishment we are paying for our sins. But how can we finish paying for something that’s without an end.
All else seems bright and sharp Clear in my sight Lost in my thought How could it be? No matter how close I get, The less I can see My focus is off No longer on point Good for nothing
shut them out, as I suffer to breathe Where are the words? Can we talk instead of scream? My opinion remains unheard   The violent escapade  on the frigid ground, I laid he charged at me, 
My skin crawls with expectancy. What will I decide? Insecure. Delirious. Amazed.What will I become? What will we become?Never expected to come so far... now what?Stupid, rediculous epiphany.
My skin crawls with expectancy. What will I decide? Insecure. Delirious. Amazed.What will I become? What will we become?Never expected to come so far... now what?Stupid, rediculous epiphany.
Life is so short, and we all know that. But when we realize it, it’s too late to turn back. We spend all our lives thinking we’ll never grow old,
I am just ordinary, she is so extraordinary more than she can ever, ever imagine. When we met, we were lost like bees trying to find its honey we were lost. 
  She Ran... (A poem Inspired by Shane Koyczan-dedicated to my truest friend)
One may look and say, You look like a angel, But like mirrors that hit a ray, Your life is one big tangle.   The mask you wear, Make people say AYE, But what’s not shown there,
The clock of time ticks, Tick, tock, tick. The day I was born, the clock ticked. The clock ticked for me,  Tick, tock, tick. The day I was born, the clock stopped. The clock stopped for you.
I’m slipping You see, some days I wake Not fully realizing the opportunity I have to cease the day And instead of treasuring such beauty I become distracted by the essence of myself
Why would you go and kill yourself off? You're beautiful, you shouldn't get hurt, Let alone punish yourself for the wrong doing of others. What they do should not control
Was a Friday When he was born It was the age he found he was gay And sometimes his sister would mourn In tumbling handfuls that she would never say To his face about the day he turned thirteen.
Flows from my mental coming straight outta my dental  On to a page from the pen or a pencil
Your father taught you how to live Without a hope, and how to give A kid he didn't care about A life of shame and fear and doubt;   He taught you how to miss a guy You never knew, and wonder why
To be one cast out from society; Walking the road as a waking echo, trying to live hidden in the shadows. The flame is diminished, and we are silent.
Every breath, Every tear, Every move, Every blink, Every stare, Every joke, Every laugh, Every push, Everything pushes, Everything pulls, sliding and slipping, forgetting the rules,
 fffffffffffffIn the dark of the nightBy the light of the moonI sat without frightKnowing he would come soon
I looked up at the sky This is what I see Everyone is staring at me I gave it a shrug Just like a bug Running in such a large place With so much space My leg only being one I was only 7
High School, a dreaded place for learningStarting so very early in the morningA place whre relationships are madeAnd a place where they sometimes fade
The shit I wish I could tell my teacher would probably get me supended. But once the shit I wish I could have said probably would have saved my arm. Bullying was killing me inside. Going through all differnt changes with my body and feelings.
While the world turns we've disheartened our  life styles  for nights that's wild temporarily holding moments  just for a little while  souls being sold  for money in piles
I am from the space between my mothers loving arms From adventures that never ended in the backyard I am from the bottom of arms length deep dress up box
Daily I read a book. The book of books, life, and Revelation of God to man. I read and confess to: Petrify Satan. Astound the rebellious. Consilate the critics. Endorse the covenant.
Sitting, staring at the wallsWhy am I the one who always falls?In the mirror across the room I seeMy bloodshot eyes staring back at meMy eyes skim over my too pale cheeksAnd see the tears plus all their streaks
Eyes the color of gold Draw me into your soul I am floating towards the sun of our love. Feeling its stunning warmth throughout my being, I am forever hypnotized.   We smile from ear to ear
Imprisoned Life Within a cage the heart does cry, No hope to stand against a lie And beats in pain to be set free
Trains   Steady and strong, a titanic of force and power The gears and cogs inside mathematically precise Oh how marvelous a machine! The earth trembles as it approaches
Silently I dance To the beat of my own drum I care not about the looks I get, Nor for the people that they're from.   Who are they to judge me?  Those too afraid to be unique
Every time she sits there She cies out to whoever will be there Who's there to help her? Who's there to care? She doesn't know Everytime she looks at a blade All her worries seem to fade
He became distant Speaking for five minutes Leaving me with “I love you’s” and unanswered questions Goofiness gone, conversations short. He looked at his phone, hit ignore, and left with his friends.
I’ve heard thatYou can’t make houses out of human beings,So I will build a home.
Love is a word and a feeling that is difficult to expressLove can define a person's heartPain and longsuffering comes along with love and does not bring rest;
The world is as ugly as it is beautiful, as evil as it is good, as cruel as it is kind, as cold as it is warm, as dark as it is bright— but you will always have a choice on which side to take.
Waking up to the thoughts of kissing razorsbut you'll never know more than to demand orteach what you think is right, how to solve an equationwhen all i really need is to solve my dementia
How could anyone love a person that has hurt them so much?  How could I love you after you hurt me so much? Please don't hurt me anymore. Every day I try to not think about you. 
With grace and power she stands there Light soothing hands with a maternal touch Gentle eyes that cut through glass and fair hair that falls upon her shoulders Dependable, she is everyone's crutch   
the air, the sound, the breeze, the smell     for years it’s the same as far as I could tell   the people, the stores, the music, the city     leaving these things behind is truly a pity  
They all say it's not an option But they never give us a better one. We are forced inside ourselves, the shells of who we want to be. Not a single slice goes undetected by them 
mocking me, judging me laugh laugh laugh hurting me, killing me stab stab stab if words dont hurt you? why am i bleeding so bad? trying to recover  but im halfway dead.  
10 digits to never call again To never text To never press send 10 less headaches 10 less tears shed 10 digits not to think about lying in bed 10 less arguments Yeah, 10 less laughes
    As I sit here staring at that picture so soft in my hands I can’t help but think when it will end The memories all rush back into me like smoke clouding my lungs
  A terrible contradiction, is what I find myself to be.   I'm a "people person" I'm solitary. I'm socially awkward. I'm social. I'm ambitious. I'm lazy. I'm a dreamer.
Growing up, I was toldthat all of me was wrong.A waist too big, breasts too small.Much too tall and far too wide.My parents encourageda hatred of my body.Told what not to eat.
  If I die today would you remember me tomorrow? If I dropped dead would you give a damn? If I stopped breathing
Her aubrun hair whips under the graceful touch of the Autumn breeze. The brisk chill nips her face and reddens her soft cheeks. Rambunctious energy spills melodically from her angelic laughter; all is well in her fabricated world.
Tell me why did you leave? Tell me why did you go? Was it something I said? I just got to know  
Swish and Swish. Like the ocean blue. Rustle and Hiss. Like the morning dew. Snap and crack. Like the morning sun. Vroom and Grrr. Like the number one. Red. Hot. Blue. Ice.
Your lifeYour choiceYour bodyYour voice You can say noYou can yes In the end, you live with the mess It's your lifeYour choiceYour bodyYour voice
Teachers Only Care About their Paychecks The Apples on Their Desks Teachers Need to Look in Students' Eyes Need to Realize Behind the Book Behind the Calculator If They Would Look
When a blade rests on your wrist  They say there's more you can do  When a knot is tied around your neck  They say the lies were never true When you're ready to take a leap  They say you're stronger than this  And when you're long gone They say li
Expected to be prepared in every class, "it is key to pass," say all the teachers to the mass, I have one question to ask, how can you expect us to be prepared with every task, when you forget to write it upon the board where it will bask, under t
I’m broken down from being in this town. It’s been too long for it to feel wrong. I’m just trying to say I wish it would all just go away. Like when you said goodbye. I’d hear my heart break
I smile brightly for the world to see So they can know how great I have lived Knowing I do not grieve about what I did With no pain, no hate willing to give   Hoping someday I live for something great
Arm uswith the warpaint of ourgenerational struggle Remind usthat we are strong(stronger than our parentsstronger than we ever should have been)
Those moments smiling never alone Laying on the soft green grass below In your arms where it once was called home Watching the clear baby blue space up above Sun shining down on our skin keeping us warm
From the moment we were born Until the day that we die We all enter and leave the world the same It starts and ends with a cry   Throughout life we live and we love
Whimpering, weaping, and wilted; resembling a flower in the fall, once she starts this she cannot stand tall.Thoughts fluster her mind which makes it harder to give up the crying.
Our world is not made for people to knowOur world is made for our endevours into the unknown Everyone is worried about materialistic lifeBut every one ends up getting stabbed in the back with a dull knife
The day my world turned aroundMy heart started to make a different soundNot of it beating in rythmBut more of a sound of a perfect hymn
Student advice is not often heard, even though we repeat every word. We appreciate your help, and all of your time. But sometimes you're as bitter as a lime. We try to ask questions, we raise our hands. You look at us like a herd of lambs.
Do you ever stop to listen? Hear the agony in these walls? The fact that most of us are trapped in hell, as we shuffle through the halls? Do you ever stop to think, that maybe you might be wrong?
Can you not treat me like I'm 10. I'm a senior in high school Can you not try to make funny jokes and expect us to laugh. You're not a comedian. Can you not complain about your outside life. I really don't care.
Say something Before I shake the words out of you Scream at me until you can't feel the pain Thrashing in agony in bitter silence If you don't project, they won't remember your name
Fairytales, such corruption- the story told by devil.   Starting from “Once upon a time...” two beautiful people destined to be together...
What do I do in a world where your scent was the best high around? Intoxicating and uplifting.  Now I'm gone. No pupose. No sunrises. 
"Hidden Identity" by Valierose Bulosan   I am from the East and now I'm at the West Searching for the best, not wanting to be like the rest
Traveling around the world is extravagant and fun,  meeting new people and recognizing cultures. You go to Mexico and eat a caramel bun, Cross the sahara desert in Egypt and see vultures.
My man. My Jack Sparrow searching for his Treasure. My Wolverine. My X-man. My
She is a girl. Broken. Scarred. She comes to you with a heartbeat as erratic as a suicide bomber. She is that beautiful tornado racing to engulf you.   She is a girl. Beaten. Weathered.
As the sunset hits the hills It almost seems the world stands still That’s what happens to me When I see your great beauty   I have to thank God you see For the beauty he put in front of me
I cannot walk down the street Or I can I just choose not to, Because why would you Walk in a place where your skin is your identity And your rights are engraved in your pigment
There aren't enough words To fully capture The beauty of the light Shining off your hair As you lie beside me In the morning.   My vocabulary doesn't stretch Into far enough horizons
“I’m not shy, I’m just quiet.” My friend says without lie But I can’t help thinking to myself “I’m not quiet, I’m just shy” It isn’t that I don’t want to talk Or that I don’t like anyone
It's all up to me. It's all up to the students. It's all up to the youth. It's all up to the unemployed city workers. It's all up to the underpaid teachers.
The stylus I grip in my palm is a stylist. I can create tears of joy, as I can create tears of pain. A grin, or a sharp smirk on another person's face.
I want you to see me, I want someone to know my story, But there’s no one, Just empty words and empty stares, With empty love and empty cares, I sit alone and am alone, Just one person to listen to me,
Oh, LordWhat have I done?I've ruined everythingJust because I can't say "no"Or control my paranoia or my frustration
   Wrap your fingers around the bottle, another sip,another swallow. Try to keep your shaking hands still, as you try to down the pills.    Welcome to the land of numb, nothing hurts,nothing's fun.
  "I have to go now, but don't look so glum dear, it will take a lot to keep me away for too long again." But I cannot let go.   his eyes are coals without ember,
Society has this picture, a picture thats perfect. Some are blessed with it, even though they dont deserve it. Sometimes I wonder how did I miss the drawing, its probably because im too busy in the background ooo-ing & aww-ing.
  Eternity is set in my eyes. Throwing chaos and knowledge at the world. I fly above you now with the ancient wind beneath my wings. I whisper into your immature dreams and say: "Robbed of my innocence. No more time to play.
I wish I could give you my globe And remind you that it won’t always be this way I would tell you that one day, you will escape to somewhere far away from here
  Never Gave Up 10 years, 4 kids, never married. He would always do something and she would always figure out. Fighting to hold up the relationship to better the life of their four kids.
Accusations follow her in greeting bearing witness to a tainted art Sanctimonious companionship Unbalanced and unstable, she falls without arms.   Ink is bleeding deep Blossoming stains
Behind the grasses, I hear the running footsteps of my prey As I watch, I analyze its movements, gestures, and expression I stare with hunger, and drool with anticipation of its death
You   c   h   a   s   e   d   mea     o     n      r      u      dlike a s     a     d   h     o     w
I walk slowly to my old closet. Dust bunnies colliding slowly with the intricate designs around the thing that held one of the deepest door to the soul.What does my Reflection hold?Who is on the other side?
We caused the tear,  since we didn't let ourselves care.   I let it happen since I was in pain, but we both now feel slain.   You didn't try and that ruined me, it almost drowned me out at sea.
Because of you I'm afraid. Of THEM, Your kind.   You left me. ABANDONED me. Without a care in the world.   They always felt bad for him. How you weren't there for HIM
Strong enough to stand alone in a blitz Bombarded... Deception after deception after deception  It will never stop It will never seize It's life's cold hearted tactic made to rid of the weak.
  Dead! My love is dead! Taken from me prematurely By silver wrought through his heart, Murdered By a man no more virtuous than himself Immortal heart impaled My sisters slayed, bodies flayed
Teachers are blind. There is so much they don't see. So much they don't understand. About us, The students.   "Getting to know you" activities aren't fun, They're uncomfortable.  
What happens after graduating?After all the tests and days in classIs it true what they say?That when you graduateThere's a light at the end of a dark tunnelcalled a career
This is your life It's all up to you No one can tell you Who you can be This is your life It's all up to you You're the only one Who can make Your life long decisions
Do not expect things, because you will get disappointed. If you do expect things, you are not going to get what you wanted. So pick up a pencil, grab a paper, Think of your potential,
I used to be all giggles and laughs and gay Until death and sickness took my family away Then razors and demented things became my friends I thought that's how my story would end   I was living in a haze
  Children writhe in agony Mothers, fathers weep hysterically Misery abounds Villages frothing with violence The worst has just begun   Confusion Weakness Breath quickens
L O V E Are the letters I crave into my wrist Watching each letter drip in blood and burn into my heart Each letter represents something L=Laughs, how we used to laugh and giggle
A child’s eyes full of innocence and hope dreams of growing up and finding his fame A man’s eyes focus as he aims his scope as he kills men in democracie's name  
The pale moon floats in the sky I wake up in the dead of night These are the nights that I despise Where there is no hope, no light It is always Dark - Countless thoughts Afraid I’m the only one
I'm here for you Always, for anything To share in the good times In the bad, take away the pain   I know sometimes You feel lost and alone You feel like nobody cares
  We welcomed the white men into our home Little did we know that they would be our emperors of Rome Burning down the earth that we've always known Scavenging the place we once called home  
It started as a spark but due to lack of care and love, bursts into flames. Now all that remains are the  empty, unstable, ashy frames. I was real once.  I was human. I had friends.
I have known you forever, You’re not even blood. You’re not my real one But I feel like I’m yours. I can talk to you about anything And I know you won’t tell, That is why I call you
George Washington was the first nomination John Adams stoped immigration Thomas Jefferson authored of the decloration James madison- waged war for 2 years James Monroe- made the nation scared John Quincy Adams-  just didn't care Andrew Jackson- di
That storm was a woman.Once nearly silent; she sat away in the corner. Her beauty and sparkling eyes disguised her strinking tongue.
Expectations of Two My mother lived In a house of four Beaten to perfection And no flaws Rising from the slums Staying hungry to save money She moved to the U.S. To get a decent job
Is it truly possible To feel old, torn, and worn out At the age of 17? Feeling as if life is an ocean And you’re swimming, trying desperately. Trying to keep your head above the water
You experienced what it was like once, The bullying, The pep-rallys, The body heat from passing students in a tiny hall.   You experienced what it was like once,
Twist and turn, My body will yearn. Your presence is always near Don't tell me you are not here.   So open your mind and dive into the shallow waters of your heart You'll create a sort of dark-art
I am fire Blind rage attacking a blank page I started as a small flame Campers slowly added branches, paper, and pollution I became too large to contain   I am fire
I can say that my whole life revolves around I think, eat, talk and sleep you Just a few seconds by your side, and what a big smile I have the rest of the day
Mournful weeping rips through leaves And dewdrop tears rest so silently And I sit here perched up high Looking down at the time gone by I wonder of the years I've wasted
Quick question . . . What is a dream ? By definition , a dream is . . . A mental picture . A desire. an ambition.   A depiction of one's imagination .  A visual.   Visualizing what is to come .
I'm sorry I'm not perfectI can only be meI'm sorry I'm not perfectLike the girl you want me to be I'd give anything to make you happySOMETIMES if it makes me sadI'd never do anything to hurt youI don't try to make you mad Sometimes you get angryAn
17 and scarred4 years of a hellGroup of friends to hardly none Drama spreading faster than wildfireKnives sharpened and reused on someone else's backBlame being pointed everywhere but the source
My Life is a River Moving with ease. Sometimes it is rough And ready to release.   My life goes through rocks and currents Traveling through the rough waters. There are struggles in my life
I am active and adventurousI am bold and brave I am caring and confident A dynamic and dependable woman I amEnergetic and exceptionalI am feisty and funI am generous and grateful 
Young lady, young man With open minds ready to explore. Ready to find fundamentally sound doctrine Along with life and all its mysteries. Pull up a chair quick and sit Registration ends soon.
NOTHING will ever be good enough.   Teachers compliment me on things I've written, telling me that the power of my words
In elementary school, I was told: To look both ways before crossing the street, Do not run with scissors Don't cheat in hide and seek. Friends are forever, And secrets are kept discreet.   
I want to see you smile, and laugh at your little gap. I want to talk with you, without it feeling like a trap. You're clever and compelling, and with you there's certainly no telling.
What do you want to see changed in your classroom or school?  Teachers that are worthless that don't care that don't help and make no difference in students.  Students that dress slutty
Don't go changingThat's what I thought you saidChange yourselfThat's what you said instead
  We are like one crayon, in a box full of crayons. There are bright ones and dark ones, sharp ones and dull ones.   Sometimes we get lost and unused. We feel dark and dull and without hope.
One Day I lost you, disappeared in thin Air, I went searching for you but could not find you anywhereOh the grief you have caused I nearly pulled out my Hair, I looked up, down all around but nowhere
Our faith is our sail Intuition the wind The life we've built for ourselves is the hull beneath our feet The world may get rough at times The seas shaky and the winds turbulent
Momma always used to say, “God laughs at the plans you make.” But that was just a chance I had to be willing to take.   Empathetic, kind-hearted, containing the true values of life
Forethought to Audience: Each stanza contains at least one symbol of an unfortunate circumstance that has occurred in my life. If a person has changed, their past doesn’t portray who they are. Rather it shows others how strong they are.
Forethought to the Audience: I am so tired of students being so ignorant in class and not taking their learning seriously. I'm tired of teachers having no backbone, and allowing the students to dominate the class.
    Why do you teach History in English? You've got it all wrong. Why teach about English in History? Why don't you just switch jobs! I'm tired of getting confused. I'm tired of worrying about my grades. You said you'd grade my work a week ago.
You were that night light in my world of darkness, That bright light at the end of the tunnel which in turn seemed to be the furthest.  You changed my name from poet to artist,
I can't believe I was so blind, To see the mistakes I made, To see all the chances I could have taken, To see all the things that went wrong, To see all the things I could have prevented.  
The darkness doesn't always mean evil, Just like the light does not always mean good. Thinking for yourself isn't always a bad thing. Right and wrong is an opinion. Decisions blind. Outcome unpredictable.
      School is long I had it with it School is boring I just want to hit my desk and start snoring School has to many techers nagging at everything you do School School School what exactly are you
Love Hope Hate LustThe things that make us humanFear Anger Despair InsanityThe things we have in commonLife Death Heaven HellThe things that make us believeBlood Sweat Tears Failure
You can say that you're my friend. But i know in my head, that you're not. You can say that you're here,  But you'll just ditch me for beer The next Saturday we have off. You can say that you wont'. 
Somehow it all must change,   We can't just look through windowpanes.   The sky is perfectly in reach   Since they invented aeroplanes.     Fly away-  
He wakes up in the morning, the sun is painting the horizon with its rays. He sits at the table, yawning, because it's getting harder to sleep these days. Breakfast is huevos rancheros,
As the tide starts coming in And everything you do is a sin The sun beats down on your skin.   The waves crash against the shore And you do wrong once more You’re so vain it makes you sore
Crystals fall on an ocean of flakesLayer upon layer of snowy banks it makesBeautiful white flakes shower from aboveFilling every heart with joy and loveIt's winter snow coming out of hibernation
     When someone commits suicide, All the secrets they tried to hide,           All the guilt they tried to subside, All the hurt they tried to bind,      All the people that were so blind,
  The voice of the clock ticks As I sit & think My time begins to shrink   Sitting in a room full of desperstion & need Trying to put all the beeds onto one string
The farmer awoke to an early morning glow As his colorful friend fluttered about squawking hello. Adjusting to the sunlight, he grinned, removing his white bed sheet-
Miss Shadows portrail is what I consider betrail because she looks nothing like me.   Miss Shadow sits as my mind throws fits so calm, I can't imagine why.  
I'm just the girl in the back of the room. You look right through me, even thought I'm right in front of you.   I'm just the girl in the back of the room. I have no friends, no family.
As a child everyone learned to walk. We fell down a many times, we got scratched and bruised, but you got back up to try again and again. Each time learning something new.
  A world so great, a world so big, Forgets the people so small and weak. Open your eyes, Look around. Open your ears, Hear their cries. Open your heart, Stop the injustice,
You are my ocean. Beautiful. Majestic. Soothing. Shimmery.  Dangerous. Yet, this is only my first glance. This only what I see. … I want to know you. 
Sometimes  I think it'd be easier if you had died Not because I want you dead, Not because I hate you, But because then maybe I'd have a reason. I'd have a reason to avoid everyone you ever spoke to
You live, you die, you laugh, you cry That is how life goes, but i wonder why Some say it is like a roller coaster It takes you to your highs and lows Others say it is like a journey
Jus gimme that 5, I'll be bak with change yo Jus wait in the ride, I aint tryna bang no The LIQ of Crenshaw by the pizza hut  2 bottles & a swisha, break it down & reConstruct
As a little child I played in an open field of dreams Not having a care in the worldBut as time went by a fence started to build a barrier around me
Mr. T, I do NOT pity the fools who mess with you; I pity you. I see you stand on your soapbox, acting like you have a clue. You preach. Profess what you don't know, Professor.
All I wanted was freedom, I mean we live in America. We are all about being brave and free. However I think we forgot the true meaning of freedom. We celebrate our freedom with family and fireworks but still lost in our chains.
Hello who ever cares Enough to read this note I may be dead By the time this is read But no one really cares I wander through life Marked by words and scars
His head is low, his eyes full of tears. He gets upset easily, but I know it's not anything small. There are people laughing, people laughing at him. I say something, something blunt but true.
"I can sleep through gunfire," He said to me one nightDouble parked in parking lotHalf past closing time
I am luring you in with my sarcasm, I am provoking you with my ignorance. My horns peek from underneath my hair as I receive the satisfaction of watching the anger grow within you.
  I guess Tomorrow was yours, too Because you took it from My Hands, How arrogant so yesterday couldn’t fill you and you could not be hungry, yes
Three words, three words that explain it all. From my life. How is my life, full of vivid dreams and hopes. How is yours?
I love the way you look at me, Your eyes so bright and blue. I love the way you kiss me, Your lips so soft and smooth. I love the way you make me happy, And the way you show you care.
I looked into the crystal ball, But it wasn't too clear. She said "I can see your future up to the next thirty years. I see you've suffered greatly, But you'll meet somebody new.
I got a call about you yesterday, I guess someone saw you driving in your beat-up truck The one with the ripped up seats and unused ketchup packets What happened to college? It started a month ago
“Tell me daddy, do you miss mom? Does she come to you in dreams? She came to mine and held out her palm, And she was surrounded with gleams.”   “Your mommy was this life’s joy;
No matter who you are or what you do Life is a challenge and you have to keep pushing through   Keep your head high and smile all the time
love hurts so bad when you feel as if your all alone in this world and nobody cares nobody wants to know you, love hurts when everyone puts you down calls you names, love hurts when you sitting in your room alone only your thoughts to keep you com
Some days we are told how to feel and what to feel. It is on those days that it is most important to listen to our hearts, and not to think, but just to feel. Some days we may feel alone or lost,
Pace. not back and forth, Forward. i set a pace, and amble steadily on.   there is a road stretched out before me, long, with no end in sight nor turns
Yes Sergeant, yes.  I’ll do your bidding. Take your orders and dress to your fitting. Wield my weapon to protect my nation. Yet, know in my heart there’s no relation.  
  What do you see in front of you— A white wall, or maybe even off-white plaster? Or should I paraphrase, and repeat myself In a matter so that you would understand more clearly
Do you feel my pain? The pain that hurts, those who thought they knew me from my head to my feet Overloading my body with these meds that tour me up from my blood pressure to my kidnneys
Easy breezy beautiful, but they don't teach you to beYOUtiful, they flaunt girls wearing lipstick made of fishscales and oil, they put you to the test to find which mask fits you best,
Shoulders prickling with Excitement A bubble in my chest Focus naught on any else My thirst is unrelenting   And then I take a shot   Coursing through my veins Like a soothing elixir
  You were here just yesterday, But in a split second you were taken right before my eyes. Nothing has been the same.
I am hurting do you hear my cry of despair? Is it it possible its hiding behind the nothingness that isn't there? Our world the place we call home the one we beckon to night till dawn,
       Miles away in an unsafe place                Straight face          Living life at a base Keeping up with military pace              Stuck at war            With the corps
I am the hunter, she is the bird. I reach and reach but cannot hold. Opporunity is her name. She flaps her wings and flies away. I hit my head, again and again. On the cold hard ground in pure frustration.
Each and every time I think of you My thoughts become a little more untrue Until one day I'm sure you'll be No more real than Jay Gatsby's Daisy.   Still, I was surprised to hear
The only thing People ever seem to Talk to me about Is college.   Where do you want to go? What do you want to major in?
Nine months of bonding so pure, You heard my heartbeat and I heard yours. 12 hours of excitement and pain, A love so strong you can't explain. They laid upon my chest, All covered in your white gooey mess.
In the world of your imagination Everything is your creation You can make a cat fly to the sun You can come up with a silly pun The grass can be grey and the sky can be red
Were told to share our opinions, Were told to state our minds, Were told to take a stand, And share thats all inside. Teachers say thats right, They tell us what to do,  We follow, we listen ,We agree,
They say time heals all wounds But what if that isn’t true Wounds eventually turn into scars And time can’t heal a mark that lasts forever Because whenever you look down, there it is
The best poem ever written, had its audience so smitten. It captivated thinkers. Sobered up those lousy drinkers. It rose up to the occasion, moved people with persuasion. It fought those moral battles, no more difficult equations.
I once met love at the front door! And, when I glaced it's direction Love, beautifully, smiled back at me. That was love. My first sight! I became instantly drawn to love.
My heart.My easily wounded and sensitive heart.With a string attached, floating like a balloon in the gentle breeze.My heart.Is done.Done being whipped and thrashed in the brutal vicious wind.The wind that forms tornado's.The wind that knocks over
it's dark in here, but its warm, and i feel your love everyday. you rub me.sing to me.and tell me that you love me.
Is this Love? I feel so happy when i talk to you. It's like I could talk to you for hours,  comfortable and challenged by you at the same time! You make me feel courageous, you make me smile
Recycling Recycling that's what we all must do, separate our trash, pick out boards and glass and find a way to reuse. Don't keep wasting that paper, Don't keep printing those bills,
Black crows crying, a lot of people dying I'm just lying on the ground with a frown, gaining pounds, not a sound Lies, visions in people’s eyes, all these sinners try to hide with a disguise
 I'm technically single, yet my heart is taken. 
Life is in fact what you make it, check it it all starts from within your imagination, its all up to you to incorporate faith with your imagination to recieve and act on such a prophesied revelation,
My words are mine not yours But I'll share Lend you my words of courage Hope Love But I wont let you take them My words are mine but not mine alone there for you to Just ask
Tears are streaming from my eyes, These feelings cold and twisted, My heart hides its muffled cries, My eyes are cold and misted.   Hold me gently in your arms, Take away my fears.
There is beauty in the night,Though it's not often seen.Such a peaceful sight,But stars seen through a screen.
She is like that sorrowful song on replay A rebellious girl that will soon runaway She is like the wind, just waiting to sway   She begs for the path of love to take its toll
In retrospect, kissing her was not the smartest thing I could have done. it was probably, (and I mean Probably in its severest form) was the worst thing I could have done all summer,
We started out on cloud ninewe never imagined being apartwe were forever, we were together.We had it all planned out, right down to the day we said I Do. But then the hate startedthe stressreality had settled in and it was trying to tear us apart 
Silence stretches Between you and iIts painfully quietThe music turned on highTo drown outThe painful truth 
today the secrets outyou are beautifulthat you would ever think otherwise is a crimeyou are beautifula flower no matter the colorno matter the shapeno matter the sizeit is beautiful
Silence stretches Between you and iIts painfully quietThe music turned on highTo drown outThe painful truth 
Betrayal BruisedLeft aloneNo one to holdNo one to love
Once upon a timeRemember when that meantHappily ever afterYoung and childishYou read stories of Cinderella and Snow WhiteBut today I grew upToday Once upon a time Means a child’s story
Everybody likes to be liked.Right?Well...
       Priceless, priceless Cannot be bought Long struggles, long hardships Get where you are Bring dreams to life
She watches as the blood swells and slides down her hand.She releases her emotions.She cries.The world is over.No emotions.Emotions cost too much.No happiness.Happiness bleeds to pain. 
shes my best friendi hold her hand when she crieshold her hair when she vomitsrub her back when she needs mehug her when she breaks downand helps her smilei dont know how to deal with emotions
I dream of change across the world. I dream of change from door to door. From happiness to equality. A brand new start for you and me. To walk in and not be judged. To speak your mind and not be smudged.
Time is a lecture <br/> Droning on <br/> Never ending <br/> That we don't pay attention to <br/> And think is not important <br/> That eventually begins to fade <br/> Without warning <br/> That wakes us up
There’s nothing quite like sitting on a row of bathroom sinks with a new found friend. 12:33 a.m. is a pretty great time to try it out. It’s quiet, save for the humming from whatever machines that serenade the empty corridors.
Tweens in between love, life, happiness, adulthood teens hoping, searching, needing an answer  
My love my love Look only at me My love my love You belong with me When your gone, I can't stand the silence I go insane.   My love my love Stay with me My love my love
  New to this situation. This college. So many stares. Especially in the cafe. It's like they know that you're not a member of the scene yet. Now I understand why we're called freshmen.
We live. We die. Thrive. Survive. There is no point; Why do I try? It's a melody we hear from everyone at least once in their lives So why do we try? In the end we all die? So what's the point!
I need to learn. I must write. Comformity. A pitiful creature i must become. To see the world from your point of View. Its not me. It is you. I dont matter, i am but a number in the system.
I have no body. No mind or thoughts. I am lost in this maze- I am broken, I am lost.   The irony is my way is gone, Here I wonder in miles, Around the gardens that are not nurtured,
Once again I sit at your glance, Your look puts me in a trance, My peers behind me stay silent and blank, May I object to your highnesses desk? You ask us questions everyday, We don't know the answer,
The sun awakes, The baby cries, All the world is passing by— Men all polished and prime, Keep the women with less than dimes— Desks, telephones, and emails galore, Why don’t the women deserve more?
The classroom is stuffy. It is boring and dull. I want to have fun learning it all. I want the students to talk about the books we read, And the books should be updated; not depressing with deeds.  
Don't cry for me just yet. I'm not dead. I'm not forgotten. Although, you've neglected me. I'm not oppressed, nor destitute. Although, you've stole from me. Death is but a moment away.
Monotony, lectures, homework, and papers Make things more interesting. You think you can make me interested by cracking jokes like eggs over a broken stove. 
This is for the man on the corner of First and Dunn with a sign that breaks hearts and makes everybody run home to their heaters and high-tech computers
There’s a lot of shit I can’t tell my teachers, Like how kids pick on my flaws and features, What’s the point of telling them anyway? I still have to live with it everyday. They never help,
I am White. A stereotype To a world of hate:   Privileged Ignorant Prejudice to any   I am not your stereotype   Hate cannot take The satisfaction
a cold freezing nighta freezing short nighta cold front in the landthat lasts only for awhilethe snow is slowly droppingthe land becomes numbhappily accepting the cold snowtoo cold that the glass window sweatsthe trees shiver and freeze in placeev
I am not strong. When everything in life goes wrong, When everything in life crashes down, I drown And shrink with shame, As I attempt to control my emotions with pain.  
  It seems like the only thing on my mind is you No matter how much I try forgetting you, all I do is think of you. In the day time I see you In my dreams I see you
Synergy it must exist My class mates, nor I  must choose not to resist For all we have is this class to express, elaborate, and hope it all last I hope this semsester does not end to fast
A glimpse of a new day. Tasks are done the same. People among people, Something has changed.    There is a distance. A space where time is held captive.
Put yourself in my position.Look at life, through my dead eyes.Listen, from my ears, to your own lies.You see her, don't you? A girl so broken that every Word spoken, are Cries for help…
Thirst lies in the mouths of many, In a wealthy country that pays no mind. The cruel rumbling of our lives blocks the intelligence we need to survive. This is a time where you will get yours and I will get mine.
  Self esteem? What was that… If you asked me, I couldn't’t tell you. I was always shy, I never knew what to say or do.. I wore baggy clothes, and jackets constantly…
Someone is yelling in my dreams as I rest.Someone I don't like: with feelings I've surpressed.They tell my I'm strong on the surface,But as for my soul, It has no purpose.Someone who gets me in trouble,
That moment when your heart breaks and you have lost senses of the meaning of love. The times that the one person you love leaves is the hardest moment in life. Your eyes tear up and the flush those tears out.
Love is ... The taste of sweet rain Streaking my window pane With its gentle touch And it's gentle name. Love is ... The sound of red sunsets Luring fragile clouds away 
Mommy, I miss you. Why'd you let Addiction take you over? [R.I.P. Mom]Everyday I ask myself, "Why did you have to go?" And I never seem to get an answer…
One simple touch, One sweet smile… One look into your amazing eyes Is all I need, to keep me going.
Today, I discovered who you were And also I discovred the legend you left behind. Surely, you are the true king of cowards. The definition of all things weak and un-Godliness. You think your soul is safe
You took it from me... “What did he take from me again? I can’t remember” He took everything, And no, I am not over-exaggerating..  The first thing he took, was the emotionless expression from my face..
You are who you are. Don't let society take this too far! You're not fat, just because you can see a models ribs, you're more than that.
As the trees become pale The life sucked out of fragile leaves. The sky, covered in dull, meaningless clouds. I watch as Earth welcomes Winter With a friendly, extended hand.
Ever since I was young, Creativity came of the tip of my thumb. Taught not to give up on my dreams; If I was an essay, art would be my theme. Some people get butterflies when inspired
Walk into class, look around, take a seat. Preparing for a test, fighting the urge to cheat. Teacher walks in without even a smile on her face. Doesn't say good morning either, oh what grace.
  In silence, the monitor beeps. One button and it all stops. And now he sleeps.   Hospitals give most the creeps, The dim lights and dark halls. In silence, the monitor beeps.  
Oh, how you look when I stay and wander As the sun beats down on my face There can not be any other place Where one can smile and learn to ponder With the shadows gleaming through the space
Night has always been a friend of mine Ideas to explore Imaginations to upkeep Wondrous adventures held in dreams no one can ever seem to remember in the morning   Night is darkness and light at the same time
Given every chance the fish will choose the water over the land. The wolf will choose the brightly lit moon over the daytime sky. The fantasy will be created. There is no day without the night taking place afterwards.
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Why the streets evolve around aggression People stressing Unlearned lessons And oppression But these the streets people protecting With they life He tryna get his family right
Death is there waiting. Fuck you, why did she leave me? I miss you grandma. 
Life isn’t easy Sometimes it makes us queasy We say we’re alright But we won’t be tonight When we cry ourselves to sleep Not making a peep ‘Cause we’re scared that if we’re heard
You see im not much into historythe dictionarybut I know what the words we say mean,the words we say take affectrecalect, no respect,Like tomorrow , sorrow,we have so many things to see
pitter-patter like little feetraindrops tapping on mine pane bitter burns hiss and slitherremembrance dismantles my sane moist summers and eerie chimesfingertips lost within your mane
Love is like a candle. At first it burns bright, And then it dims, And then goes out. Just like a candle. And all that's left is a broken, melted, burning, oozing pile of melted wax.
I write to release the anger and anguish of a childhood lost. I write to tell the story of becoming a mother and father to a baby brother at the age of thirteen.
You're like a storm, Beauty and power rolled into one. I'm strangely fascinated by you,  Yet afraid of the havoc and destruction you'll leave in your wake. Your eyes are lightning,
Silence broke out, and she hid in fear. Crying to herself, hoping she wont hear.   All the voices, that tell her that she doesn't belong. And she keeps telling herself,
Another year, another round. Third time's a charm and yet none I've found. Thy upper division courses slay me, The level of work is damn near deadly.   One would think I'd crumble,
School.. It ain't for fools It'll never be cool ! Hey there sir, miss, profesors and principal I think, that it is really critical I must say, there is alot to change in this school
If I say anything, would you be shocked that I spoke? Yes I may be quiet and shy but what is the problem? I just don't have much to say...why judge? Why judge the fact that I'm quiet? Would you like for me to speak as loud as the eyes could see.
Breath in the light the darkness provides,  A source of delight before your very eyes,  To give you the life you were deprived.
Now I know that in and throughout this unique nation Success is based mainly on education So I was one of the few who decided, long ago To be the best student and make some dough
Deep inside me is a secret Deep inside is where I keep it I hold the key in my heart I hold the key - we fall apart   Deep inside is all my regret Deep inside, I will not forget
What is school? A mystery. Why am I learning about History? Geography? Art? Building my brain to be so-called "smart." To be educated, responsible, dependable. Like a piece of clay i'm mendable. 
Tell me about the big white room Where pain will end and peace resumes Tell me about the big white light The choir of angels that sing through the night   Explain for me the other side
I ain't have the best childhood but I had it better off. Others be walking these streets with no parents insight guided by these street lights. Running into drugs, prostitution & such & such.
Your world is closer and closer to falling apart,   I can see it in your eyes.   You are scared of what they will do  
How was I suspose to know I would be this strong ? How was I  suspose to know my mom would choose crack over her kids? How was I suspose to know my grandmother cared more about the money then us?
Swaggy Swag Noodles.I'm out this piece. Get rekt. Im the best. Unstoppable. So Swag. So doge. Rekt.
Lost in a fit of insane incest, you woke me from my slumber, forcing my face to the pillows, hushing my tears with your murmurs, your eyes stood out vivid, yellow, with veins of deep red, your sweat matted my hair, & mixed with stale tears on
I start my journay far away it begins with the wind. It pushes my from my home and settles me in a mound of soil. Where with a little rain i begin to grow. I push up against the dirt ever so slowly.
I find it difficult to disguise it, For all my love for you can't be contained. It is so strong, but I will not admit There is so much love I am truly pained. Without you, living is unbearable.
Your body is your vessel It will travel miles farther than where your head has taken you It is your storage unit A unique container of your individual world
No, no I did not type that paper last night, I was too busy locking every door and window 28 times.  No, no I did not do the math problems, I was too busy wallowing in my own self-loathing. No I did not read that chapter yet, I was too busy blocki
The cautious words i say, cling to your ears like clay,        Even when they hurt like needles you hear them anyway,    The efforts I make for you to feel as though you are the only one on this planet called earth, seeps into your heart like a wo
Will that be far enough for you? If I go to Greece and am INSPIRED Will that inspire you? If I find my DREAM in France Will that convince you? If I LIVE my dream in China
i am scared i am here on the outside i show no fear this is new i am here within time there will be no fear
i am scared i am here on the outside i show no fear this is new i am here within time there will be no fear
Now I sit here in this class, Fall has come at last. I sit, I write, I learn, I read, to gain the knowledge that I need.    To learn and express, I am here and blessed. I have this opportunity,
Why do people bully so much. why did they put people down. why do they want us to suffer as much as they did. I think bullying should be stopped. you will never know who will get popped.
If Addiction Could Speak.By: Kiya B.  Welcome, it’s a pleasure to meet youI’ve actually been waiting for you to get ahold of meI’ve  noticed that you’ve been skipping outAnd, I’ve also noticed you owe a very big fee Trust me my love; I cannot hurt
Haiku Surrounded by walls. Censored by those who teach us. That's some f*cked up sh*t.
    He's in there with her. Again. And it's not like they're alone with the privacy of darkness cloaking their skin. They're stark naked in their affair in front of everyone. They
The way your fingers look as they trace the palm of my hand,Make me feel like there’s more to life,Than what my relentlessly pessimistic brain had originally been adamant on believing.
loving a girl with anxiety is constantly talking with nobody listeningfeeling like the world is caving in"why can't i be strong enough for both of us?"but please don’t worry, it just is hard for me
I lie in bed at night Thinking of what might have been.  I dream of white gowns and blue flowers. Imagning all the whens.    But the whens never come because the ifs happened instead.
Reaching out Look at me and understand, Understand my thinking, Thinking of a time long past you, You who lives within reality, Reality a cruel idea.   Look at me and understand,
I wish you knew, I hope, you'll see,   How much you mean to me, Running through mind, Worrying about you, Even though you aren't mine,   I'm not okay, I'm not fine,
A Letter to you my black women, Do not let your curves define you.  Your thick lips, circular behind curved hips, kinky hair be your primary worth.   Realize you are not only your astounding exterior
  Everyday she walks the halls Surrounded by her peers. Every night when she gets home, She drowns herself in tears.   She’s envied by the girls, She’s wanted by the guys,
Instead of firing that gun, how about you loosen your tongue; Let loose all the pain from within, please, do not shoot yourself, my kin; How are we supposed to see your pain, when you bury it away,
I can feel your anger and your pain Throbbing through my veins I can feel your tears in my eyes And I'm smart enough to realize Theyre for you , and what you're going thorugh 
Remember back then when I said I was all for me yeah I lied Writing this at 3 am with my pillow full of tears that I've cried Why did I lie maybe because I thought saying it to myself would make it real
Tears, wet and salty dripping onto his shirt. Her crying, cutting into his heart. Hair, golden downy curls brushing against his cheek. Her scent, a heavenly lavender aroma forever connected with the girl in his arms.
They prance and dance all day   Singing and playing joyfully in the forest   Riding rainbows across the blue sky   Waiting for someone to discover
I'm a faucet of emotions when my pen strikes the page Clarity and bliss engage while my song plays Melody and word possess the key to my cage, I'm locked in the cell of routine of everyday life
In death he had shrunk, like a woolen sweater in the wash His lighthouse had been put out of commission  No longer bringing new thoughts safely to shore, to his lips, to his smile. 
growing up as a child so innocent so wild the happiness the laughter the cries and pain right after you wander in your mind can I leave this life behind but you know you have no option the hand of life having an auction grabbing everyone day by da
He told me when I was broken and confused He told me when I had everything to lose He told me he loves me  
A girl stands directly in front of me. Her eyes follow mine as she begins to smile. I desire to know more. I look closer and see the pain that she keeps hidden. Her soul consists of emptiness.
I lay under the sea of giants, standing tall and free, Tilt and see a mural of brown, red, yellow, and green. The overwhelming of colors I feel all mixed inside of me,
She wears her nail polish dark and chipped and coated with a seal. But somehow, it is pretty even as it peals. Beauty can be found in its cracked and broken state. It revels in its rebellion,
From the darkest recesses Where dark englufs light Shades of grey and black seem to span on forever In the ugliest of places, beauty Can still be found.   Death forever triumphs over life
The woods are a place of mystery.  The rivers that streame, the animals that live, the trees that know the worlds history.  Being lost in the woods is being lost in your soul.
Many men have goals in life they want to complete. Worthy goals ever man should strive to meet. To live in a million dollar house with a trophy wife, To be a doctor and have the ability to save a life.  
I am from superman popsicles,             from overused couches and piles of shoes by the door. I am from the circular trampoline and the
My life: it’s like one of those practices where you keep running suicides The whistle blows, you start running You don’t know when it’s going to stop; but what you do know is you have no other option but to give it your all
One day the world will be ours
Because he knew me before the world did. Because he loved me before the world did. Because he cared for me before the world did . Because he never doubted me when the world did
When i was born  Officially i'm an uncle Didn't went to school, but the first day i had to learn  Floating until i had to pop out that bubble  growing up wasn't even awful
I'm a youngin'.  From the world i was brought in.  when i'm sixty. i won't get gritty  based on my skin wrinkly and no more shirts fitted It's based on my health. can't be an elf.
We wonder upon this vast planet we call Earth, 
I look at your pictures, all i see is drugs I remember a time when i only saw love, And when i was angry at you, Your pictures went red But now i only see the drugs, keeping you dead 
What could the world be, if it were up to me? A neverceasing green, full of lakes and streams? No sad tears and no angry frowns, No warring nations and no frightening sounds
The sun above me sings a lullaby, The rain mimics the tune, Roses dance, Glitter strikes from each and every beat,
You missed it, everything looks wrong, that there doesn't fit, the moments gone.   The angles off, the flash is too bright,
The first time you made me yours, I never felt so brave Every touch upon my skin enticed an electric sting Each time we spent apart, I experienced a constant crave
Where did we go wrong I thought we had so much left  But all the words unspoken Left us broken... So I find myself  Once more Searching for my soul...   And now I am the hole
often; I must fight against forces of which I have no power over. certainly; Those around me maybe able to overcome such obstacles, but.. surely;
Tiny rivulets are winding down our fleshy canvas; those tears may abide by the laws of gravity, but we never were one to follow the rules.
People say to never lose faith, but it lost meI look for a brighter tomorrow, yet there's nothing to seeCan't live with happiness, when there is no peaceSo what are my options, if this doesn't cease?By merely existing, I'm burdensome to othersSure
Don’t look at me that way. Don’t look at me like I wear illogical inconsistency upon my stretched sleeve that wraps itself around my gripped hand.
If you'd seen me  you would think I was happy I am always smilling  my steps have an extra bounce to them   giggling is repeated often and where I am their is a corny joke is commin' soon
 She grows in a special pot.Made of wires and fear.Commonly broken and torn through.But always put back in her place.She's cared for and dusted,Her eyes behind the glass box,Sees a world she can never touch,And a world that will never touch her.Sh
Mom wakes up by 5 a.m. to put bread on the table. Work lasts ten hours a day five days a week with no real pay. The bills add up and the hours are cut back; the repetitive cycle of every day. 
Kids walking down the hallway with they're heads hanging down. Because they just got teased, about they're hair, clothes, or laugh. Kids just walking with agony, wondering when this is going to stop.
Kids walking down the hallway with they're heads hanging down. Because they just got teased, about they're hair, clothes, or laugh. Kids just walking with agony, wondering when this is going to stop.
I reached for the stars At least that's what it felt like Whence I loved I thought I loved To love enough But wasn't enough A stolen joy An empty void I feel It kills
Words are too solid concrete hard to encompass my feelings.   Feelings are flexible fluid liquid airy   They run and run and run
I love as you love back. You push, I respect that. Without the force that you put in your push, Like an irritating bug i would be gushed... In other words nothing,
  The sweet breath of a sleeping child Tiny fingers curled Little nails in crescent moons The soft song of a mother's lullaby As she rocks her reason to live. A father's helping hand
In school I learned about english and bullying Judgement, math, and the flaws of schooling. But there are some things my teacher didn't tell me Things that the new me is scared of knowing.
I have never known beautiful. First the flash of a crooked smile, Then the wire rimmed glasses. A long, straight nose, The sickening, overwhelming desire to be thin.  
You see people that seem so sure of what they want to do and how they are to do it. Then you look at yourself and your stomach just drops. You rack your brain for abilities you may possess that could help figure a way out,
    One day, I will cease to exist. I will be neither here nor there. I won't be ME. The notion that everyday Oblivion will seek ME, and welcome ME, Scares ME. What happens when I'm gone? Will anyone care? Will anyone notice?
How was your day was all I was asking. I didn't ask for you to punch and slap me. An eye for an eye I know it isn't right but I refuse to go down without a fight.
I could write up a storm about you,I could dust the grounds with words,water the world with my tears,and plant my stories in the earth,about you.
I do not like that. The weird place. The odd shape. The abnormality.  I do not like much. Not what I see. Not how I see it. Not much at all. "But this is okay." They point out.
Cold hard seats.  I tug at my sweater a little more. The A.C. kicks on And I feel like meat Hanging in a locker. Tap. Tap. Tap. The girl in front Of me taps her pencil Against the desk. 
Walking Through The Halls, Every one Stops and Stares, Laughing and Teasing, I Drop To My Knees With These Tears, Frickled Face, Old School Clothes, But Poverty Struck My Family, I Guess Noone Cool Knows, The Way I Talk, How My Glasses Look, How M
  A transformation. Unnoticed but yet, aware. The beauty in change.   As the green leaves turn
As the red sun dies The ending of its life The coming night begins in lies   Nobody can see the rise Out of the evil strife As the red sun dies   The women who lie about their size
I am a lonely shipsailing out to seamany have tried their best and failedcoming to follow me But I'm low on provisionsand salty are my lungsI'm cold and wet alreadyand setting is the sun
I stand frozen among the trees.<br/>Who I am isn't who I will be,<br/>I'm clueless,hunted by the gun of what is normal,<br/>until a deer bounds away on a new route, eyes wide, nostrils flaring.<br/>But I follow this rat rac
There is a time when one must step back and see the tens of thousands of backstories working together to build one using only the tissue of the heart. They carve in and haul out,
Creature, I have you Creature, I have you in memory Creature, I want to be lost in the ocean Creature, you are unfamiliar Creature, I tried
“It’s okay” you said again and again and  again your words sounded like cool cream melting over my tongue because it was luke warm And your eyes
I have to re learn to write because my words got knocked out of my mouth my teeth they no longer speak They harbor mice and those mice  carry my teeth in their bellies
I will inhale your mossy eyes and exhale my insecurities that flow through me like a river. It has become polluted with bare flesh and a number I am too ashamed to say.
I live inside my own head where there is a garden and no door “you let the garden wilt & rot” “I wanted to,” I said Doll lips upon the petals trying to breathe life back into the garden.
I don’t stand next to the statue of my failure of my epitome my identical and my reciprocal. She reminds me of all my short comings fawn like legs kick. I’ve always wanted to be a fawn
There is one truth in life: It's all up to you. Stand up for yourself: Re-imagine your future. Stand up for another: Save someone's life. The possibilities Extend to forever;
Tears rush down my eyes, In my head, no one can understand this pain, My heart is aching, While my soul is darkening,
A pit of fire. Cast bones into the pit and interpret the signs. Summon the devil from the pit and worship his kind. Flee, Logic! Flee, Reason! You are a bladeless knife, a pointless rapier; You are worthless!
Close your eyes and lie to rest. Look at you, what a mess. Sleep all day, party all night. You're almost always out of sight. I just want you to quit, is that too much to ask? Since you're always gone and having a blast.
I used to ache for you to know me.For you to wonder about my depths and reason, For you to fall into my cracks and find pieces of yourself you never knew you lost.I used to wish to hear those words drip from your lips,
Words cannot explain how much you mean to me nothing could ever compare or even ever be   You're my Dad, my one and only you're my leaning post although I love my family
  Keep your head up in the halls It's only a hop, skip and jump away Ignore the people and what they say Stay away from those bathroom stalls    You're here safe and sound Crack open your book
No longer able  to bear this pain. Someone please, teach me how  to uncover my heart. Someone please, show me how  to make it stop
The Definition of Love   I wish I could say “I’m over you”. But love doesn't easily go away. I gave a fragment of my heart to you, and willingly it stayed. I told myself that it doesn’t matter
  Time is a luxury I’ve never had At six I was left with only a Dad   The clock is always ticking Mom and dad were always bickering   The hands keep moving round and round
Have you ever read poetry And wondered how it could be, That such great words, Never before heard, Could come from a human being? Smartness, intelligence and extensive meaning,
my body convulsesShaking andWrenchingteartearteartearStreams down my checksOverflowing
For that which love does say And whisper rather than shout Only to cause some fray Then leave both sides to pout Love lasts long only when it wants to Often it breaks to become an empty shell
Everyone growsThe more we learn the more me fearThe unknown casts a shadowWhere do we go from here?
A cold wind blew,Reminding me of the good and the destruction in my life.I see the wildflowers growing and know that life goes onLeaving me behind,Trying to repair the damage that's been done.
Power dominates the human mind.You hold some you can’t define.Try and stop me now I’ll make you blind.Power dominates the human mind.Sometimes it makes you cross the line.Maybe you’ll wipe out mankind,
I wonder  what that taste will be?   Those two perfectly curved  petals poised upon your skin   Will they taste of honeysuckle on a summer evening?  
My mind full of thoughts , Thinking did you ever love me That one day you had me, just know you were lucky If you somehow loved me once and I think that was a mightThen why'd you wake up and decided to leave me over night 
Watch as he writes the note Watch as he puts it in the envlope and writes mom on it. Watch as he ties the noose Watch as he second guesses his decision Watch as he puts it around his neck
Maybe one day we can lay there and count all the stars    Not having one worry about life behind closed bars  I promise someday we'll catch every star and one day we'l reach for the moon   
As I sit there waiting with a single red rose in my cold hands, I try to remember the good times, Houw he taught me how to make cartoons, My favorite one was a guy in a car.   How I would walk into the house,
No color is more beautiful than the otherBut, I'm "pretty for a darkskin girl"So, I'm always separated from any other.
  How come we can't belive nor will we receive the golden medal of grace? Is it because we can't pin point a gift or talent, or we've ran astray? Or maybe it's because we can't
Love is a very unusual thing that you can never tell if it's true.  It has its ups and downs and twists and turns that can make you want to feel blue.  And just when you feel like it's hopeless to find the one just right for you,
It started off the same way as everyone else’s lives start out, Waking up to a shining, brightly, happy world, Center of attention you feel your mother’s love,
Snow from last night still on treesNewly green tennis courts to play onGrass perfect to lie onKids crowd sidewalks to make it on time to classWaiting for leaves to growWonderimg what the pink flower blooms are,
Rooms, Inescapable prisons, That present our Feeble minds with Conforming individuals, Unfavorable probability, Discomfort. Rooms, Incase emotions. While hallways,
If my body is a temple, you are my act of worship. I yearn for your touch, yet they quote "the Truth." I indulge in your warmth, and they reference "the Word." I trace the lines of your lips,
I’d do anything for you in this world, always there when you need a lift.  No matter how fast it twirls, God gave me two little girls; And I consider you a gift, even when life takes a shift.
A simple three letter word has followed me around But the impact it has on my life is profound A weight  A burden Upon my shoulders for what seems an eternity I am never free  
I do not belive you they say, As the Pope sold your soul away. In order to bypass Hell, Buy a ticket, sell, sell, sell.   I do not believe you they say, As JFK was shot that day.
I'll never forget my first day on campus,    Students, activities, tours, introductions, information,    chatter, excitement, anxiety, nervousness, suitcases,    containers, clothes, parents, hugs, kisses, waves,
Take a way the past Take away the pain Two hearts in one is, making me go insane.   The hurt you put upon me the feelings that are inside the endless amount of frustration,
I love you.   Not only because of who you are. You are a sweet surprise under a hard shell. You are smart, powerful, wonderful.   I laugh.   When I'm with you, I laugh.
To see the future in a second And past moments in a day As time wanders by its lonely way And we can only watch and stare And take our fumbling steps with care And push others out ahead of us
history isn't waterloothe sack of troythe atom bomb neil a. on the moon'i have a dream' said the king
  I found my true love in a boring class. I did not know someone could be everything in one. I knew that if I had you I would have won, but I did not do anything and just let the opportunity pass. I now see you every day and feel a great regret.
Can you clear your mind, listen with your ears, Nature has been trying to call for years. The wind outside comes alive, turning into a hurricane, drowning out all other cries by rushing rain.
  Night is serene It causes me to reminisce
when the Sun is alive so am I the unimaginable dream is mine fog will remain in my path but fire in my eyes, boldly. there is a dawn that rises unshakeable and endless like the core of soul
  He handed me a golden city one day, dropping it in my hands   like an old man releasing  a burden, one that made a home on his shoulders and  knocked hard on his head.  
Sometimes I can't stand your annoying side.It drives me crazy and makes us argue.Our time together, you had never lied.Suddenly, I am starting to doubt you. Your plans aren't always thought out thoroughly,Sp you end up doing things you regret.I wi
The trees are budding and all is brand new. Yet the sorrow I'm feeling is so strong. I wonder around my thoughts just of you. Hoping this feeling won't last very long.  
The day is near. It seems like a year. I remember her image as a black and white pixel. The event was scheduled on October sixteen. My prediction of her face is about to be forseen.
  Whats the point, Why should I try To avoid every urge, Why should I not Pick up the blade- Letting it slowly slice The skin that lay beneath it. The wound beginning to bleed-
I should be happy But for some reason I'm sad I can't understand the game you're playing It feels like we're on different levelsYou're funny, cute, and awesome But I can't seem to feel what I've felt before 
Can we forget about reality? Jump into the sky and Swim as if we were in the ocean, Like summer a few years back.   Don’t hold me too delicately, I’m not about to shatter
I loathe the four corners of this empty room She fills them with things: things from thrift shops and flea markets. From the molding around the ceiling to a few inches before the floor the walls are covered. 
Burn my name from your heart And forget me, like I was never there Melt my tears that froze on your cheek On that winter day I cried for you   With eyes like fire and words sharp as ice
You saw me lying on the floor, Desperate to fix my broken heart. I was the un-fixable case, the tragic downfall. But you didn't see me as broken, you saw me as beautiful.
I was once happy A long time ago Now I cant seem to smile Only tears seem to flow   Pen to paper My feelings forever in ink My escape from reality My only way to think  
Each day that summer I spent it with you Enjoying our sweet time Doing what ever we wanted to   You made it special One I could never foget I had the best time of my life
I've been staring at yourmouth for three years. I couldn't look youin the eye that night, I felt the shame of having to fleemy home to your arms.I felt weak for havingto run.
Physical connection is broken by distance Emotional connection is broken by lies A soul mate never lies, and sees beauty In everything. 
  i am indoor wandering under a mirrored ceiling in my own head—