opinions
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Now YOU MUST Know The Saying ...
... "Opinions and Assholes, are one and the same !" ...
EVERYONE's Got One Even If They Are ... LAME ... !!!!!
Keep your visions awake
They can sneak away
as you sleep
Your dreams control them
But barely hold the hill
You will run from their onslaught
And let them run too
It's hard to imagine a world where opinions dont matter
Where what you feel is more than obvious
And that love was always mutual
It's heartbreaking to knoe that no matter how hard one tries there's always a downfall or
Here's a poem-
Short and sweet.
I want a soda.
Do you agree?
Which one shall it be?
Coke... or Pepsi?
I move
Fluidly through the room
Spinning
Arching
Bowing
I leap through the air, landing and turning,
almost silent
Stare at the stars,
Wondering who we are,
And why we are lost.
How is it possible to be ourselves,
When we are unsure of who we are?
How can we live to their expectations?
Am I real? Am I crazy, shy? Am I smart, weird, ugly, snarky? Am I nice, patient, a good friend, bad. A suck up, a tattle, a klutz, a loser. Who am I? I am a perception. An idea formed on limited knowledge and interaction.
Voice your opinion be heard
Your silence is death
But its only killing you
Born with a purpose
Have nothing to lose
Only to gain
Respect at the end
Not from the contribution itself
When we are young,
We learn to form our own ideas.
Ideas that fill our minds
Like stars fill the night sky
And emotions fill the hearts of lovers.
Didn't you know?I'm nothing specialCompared to everyone elseI'm not important.
But truly that is what is not important.
You tell me to
state my mind
when I am quiet.
You force me to
share my thoughts
on the daily things.
But when it comes time
to voice what I believe
If I could change any one thing,
It would not be hard for me,
To choose to change what we think,
of anything scaley.
Im talking of course of reptiles,
Snakes and lizards and turtles, oh my!
My opinions are right
Anyone else's is stupid and aren't worth a second thought
You’re stupid, I am smart
You're wrong, oh so wrong
If I could change anything one thing, no matter how big or small, I would probably change the voting age.
Given this simple question one would answer, "Logan square of course."
Look a little deeper and you might answer, "well he lives in Logan square, but really he's much closer to Humboldt park."
Colorful thoughts swirl in my head
Connecting to others with
Shimmering strings.
A million pin-pricks
Connecting the hitherto unconnected.
So, with the valid proof provided,
All throughout your school years, we learn about a lot
English, art and history, math and science too
But when will we really use or put all this information to good use?
You're convincing,
but it comforts me to know that you're not always right.
Feelings and opinions aren't factual.
They're important, but they aren't facts.
And you're wrong sometimes.
We're human.
Ever since I've started school,
I've learned many of their individual opinons,
Being carved in the the way they want,
Instead of learning the materail.
Sure you can teach me things to get me through life,
Let me explain my addiction
That lies in the world of fiction
I'm just trying to beat the system
But the answers somewhere distant
The universe goes on and its never ending
I like every poem.
At least, I've never met a poem I didn't like.
It's not that every poem resonates with me
or that I enjoy every poem;
it's just that saying,
"I DON'T LIKE YOUR POEM"
"Inhale the good
Exhale the bad"
These words are spoken.. as they rise to a dream of a life they wish they had
I try to understand..
Why there is such a strong need for this thing known as "weed"..
Or..
