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That sounds like it nears the Land ofImposible. It's not that I can't write-most people have impaired eyes that make it
College leads to wealth and success in the future
That’s what they tell you
But for my future
All I see, is debt
Accruing, accruing until there’s nothing left
“Oh but there’s scholarships, and grants too”
My mind
Is an exploding world of trips and triggers
A field
Of mines and trenches, warring colors
And emotions.
Motion blurs and lines, and ideas!
But YOU
tell me my mind is a hole
to say who I am
feels like betrayal,
for I’m never
the same person
twice
and oh how lovely
it is to know
I’m never who
I was before
and for each
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Live on your knees or die on your feet; Abandon your liver or devour your lungs. Love none and have none to love back so will you Die on your knees or live on your feet?
But who's going to love meyou only write once
So make these words count but
When all tears are wiped awaywhen all the scars are fadingwhen the wounds are healing
You only write once
I shudder as my foot is shaken from the sweet dreams I endured as I slept
A beautiful, peaceful, loving Mexican American girl waking up to her hardworking father’s sweet words “Wake up Baby”
This is her prison cell
These walls are her hell,
Making her go crazy,
Telling her maybe,
This life of bitterness,
I have nine scars on my hand
I am a hard working man
Or at least i thought
Until I met that girl named Jazz
She work two jobs and go to class
Party's hard and never crash
Starting a new chapter every morning
of my life
I seek improvement, reverence and connectivity
MY LIFE!
I walk on thin ice made of doubt...
I get a lot more than i give
So many broken promises
Piled next to the bible on my night stand
Its getting hard to live
When i fall every time i stand
So I'd rather crawl to God's right hand
I can
Once they said I couldn't do it
I believed
They said I was a mistake and
I wouldn't achieve
Are you serious?
Why shouldn't I believe
Haha listen I will never back down
School and Prision
They're one and the same
They change people's minds one day at a time
School and prison
There is no real difference
They both make people want to escape reality
So much rage, we don't know how to be but angry
So much pain, we pry, "please don't let anyone change me!"
In a sea full of people
The church steeples
Rises...
The Hawaiian flag lowered
I scream for life to hear me,
Waiting for my dreams to become reality,
I just want to be heard,
My life has been moldedby the world of 15 minute increment agendasand 150 character updates by the second.
She cries into the nightAs she heads for the skyHer face is full of PainShe has nothing to gain. She cries herself to sleep
I am from the ancient foreign lands of Misawa, Japan
Of the culture that flow haikus embraces the elegance of nature chime,
Born of Mary and Mike who raise me to be an American dime.
I am from grip tapes and paints,
Oh no!
Not now that it's so late...
There's so much catching up to do.
How exhausting!
What a mess!
How will we ever fix it all?
And Life says,
"Only where entropy exists, do we, too."
Head dropped, eyes drawn to the ground
A little boy too afraid to make a sound
Blood colors his swollen eye
But still his cheeks remain dry
Laughs echo down the hall
Worsening his never ending fall
It was 8th grade,
I hope this memory will soon fade.
One word. A shot in the dark—
Yeah, I’d say you left a mark.
Like a bullet piercing through all I ever knew.
If only you even had a clue.
The bright ominous light as you leave the warmth and comfort of your mother’s womb
You are spanked as if a reminder you are now a part of society
Society
A strange place isn’t it? – Yes?
Thank you.
No, really, thank all of you.
In this society with it's walls of condemnation,
For those of us who aren't as great as the best of you,
My cousin Amber
My cousin was Beautiful
My cousin was funny
My cousin was young
My cousin was the best
My cousin can't be replaced
My cousin is gone forever
My cousin was the one and only
Let's all admit:
Reality is boring
What I don't get
Is why life is so corny?
We spend everyday
The exact same way
Either being a bum
Or working away
That's not me
Happiness is a virtous gift
Life of how we want to live
to breathe and act
with a sense of joy
and happiness
although times change
feelings move swiftly with the wind
bring me back to that day
A thousand times I've pictured myself walking across that stage;
Eyes filled with tears and a smile glistening with pride.
I woke up today
Feelings were obscured
My tears have not found a way
Out, now I feel void of emotion
I feel empty and blank
Where will they be when you need them the most...
Where will anyone be when you desire companionship to feel remotely close to another being.
The only voice you will find in the silence
A girl is dreaming bout the day she won't wake up screaming
How can she feel like drowning while everyone else is beaming?
Perfect family, perfect body, they're all cheating
So me and my statistics teacher have this thing where I ask something, and he gives me a sarcastic answer. Yeah, it's not funny.
"Hey Mr.Jones, can I use the bathroom?"
Whatever makes you happy Treasure.
Welfare! Welfare!
Give me Welfare!
Child one, two, three!-that's three thousand dollars for me!
I'll sit at home and watch TV
Forget my children and let them be
I seem so sad
What I'm doing is so bad
An idea pops into your head.
It roams around speaking of great dreams, they seem real.
Every time those eyes close, the darkness comes, that life comes to life.
All I hear is speaking in a monotone voice,
sitting here with my elbows crossed 'cause I have no choice.
My summer days were filled with sunshine and carefree living,
while sitting in this classroom gives me a chilling.
They say that this is how my body should look
My hips, like this
My breasts, like that
My legs can’t be too thin or too thick,
My stomach should be flat, and my bottom round
Society has told her she is fat.
But, she is beautiful.
She is only average, her teacher said that.
But, she is a genius.
Her peers think that she has no friends.
Never have I seen such great perfectionThe only thing I need is your affection.That smile of yours "could end wars and cure cancer"To all my worries you're the answer.
You called me baby
I melted like snow
in April sunlight
consumed by your blue eyes
you captured my arms
pushed me down as
I screamed no
But you covered my mouth as
you called me baby
I'll always remember a cold snowy morning in December.
I awoke before seven and ran down stairs and sat by the pine tree.
In the absence of a father she's naive.Subject to believe anything that a man says.Subject to looking for love in all of the wrong places.Subject to giving her love, in more ways than one, too soon.
life. life is a chanllage everyone must face.
some good some bad. life can change in an instant.
life can go both ways wether you want it to or not.
life at times can be a bit of a mystery.
When you spend your life with someone
You gain a special feeling of respect.
That feeling is what I’ve found in you
I am from the Rockies moutain,
from tall buildings to small houses,
I am from the branch of Carmen and Clemente,
from glue and paste to crayons and markers,
I am the Jaquez blood i carry,
As I walk through the hallways everyday,
I am completely surrounded.
I am overwhelmed by a sea of strange people and faces,
Though some are familiar, I always have nothing to say.
Life is like a girl with mood
Swings you love her but sometimes you hate her
She is sweet and warm
But at times she can be as cold as a winters breeze
She is full of mysteries that you can explore
Little girl
don’t listen to that mean voice,
little girl
suicide isn’t the only choice.
Little girl
I’ve spent so much of my life trying to conform to what others want me to be.
To the stereotypes, the expectations, the judgments.
And at the end of the day,
once upon a time
I liked to press
my fingers
into the sides of my neck
because it helped keep me quiet
when I heard all the bad
trying to sneak into my brain
but as I grew
and grew
Bananas are like
a summers moon
soft, yet bright,
colorful
and
delicate.
They are edible boomerangs.
A magnificent fruit
inside
a single peel.
Its peel is its
High school has taught me lessons
Both small and significant
I have met people like myself
Hopefully one day I'll benefit
I've networked and networked, trying to find the help that I need
I am from being enclosed aloneFrom lying in bed listening to musicFrom light shining in my mirrorFrom wanting peace and quiet to readI am from home where I like to be alone
Words. Words have power.
Words can build you up,
Up, higher, higher,
Till you feel as if
You are in the stars.
But words can also
Pull you down, pulling
You down so deep, that
“Conform to be like me,” they say,
“You have no necessary need to be like you.”
“There is no better way to play,
Than the wondrous way I do.”
But what if I want to be dangerously diverse,
Have you ever looked up and seen the sky blood red? Turned to look at your best friend to find cuts up and down every inch of his body, deep and screaming. Never ending. His lips pale white, his finger black and dripping; the bright green that on
You've got me pacing back and forthYou've got me doubting what I'm worthThis is it now, I'm all throughI'm living my life and it's not for you
