Teen Remembrances(one I did 4 a class)
Teen remembrances are a drag
When you're living within too many masks
Covering up what everyone wants you to cover up
You always remember living
Three different lives
Three different people living inside
You just wanting to be one
With such low expectations
One has to set high goals in life
To know ones self by
No one understands that I just want to cry sometimes
Tears do fall from these eyes
I just hide them away in the hole
That I slowly drowned in without laughing from day to day
The smile that I put on my face every day
Fools everyone I meet and the ones that I don’t
It even fools me from time to time
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Why
why did I think you were different
then other guys
I mean you are in my eyes
I don't know why I'm so upset about it
what is wrong with me
o ya
I'm too fucking young
I hate the law
I'm fifteen years old
old enough to make my own damn decisions
you make me feel
so special
like an angel
there is no man alive
will ever make me feel the things
you made me feel
there is no man alive
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I was 18
Writing to my love once again
Wanting to just go to Texas
The days are slow but fast
Long but short I have to wait
A letter of impatient to graduate
I write to him
I was 18
The X's on my calendar represent
The train cars that I've lived though
And the ones that I have left
I live without him
I was 18
As the months get shorter to the end
I get less and less brave
Once a recorded braking wait trainer
Now a frightened fifth grader or it seams
Unsure about the next step
I was 18
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The World's Fear
”Pain is fear leaving your body”
That is what the navy tells people
So if that’s true then the
Human race is afraid of getting hurt
If we were to be protected all our life’s
And never get hurt then would
Be afraid of nothing right
I don’t think so
We would be afraid of the unknown
The unknown would be everything
It would be in everything
We would have done nothing
Tried nothing
Stood up for nothing
‘Cause there is always that little chance
That something might go wrong
Or someone might not agree with us
We would do nothing
Be nothing
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Today’s American
Growing up in today’s world,
You see the beauty in forgiveness,
In flowers of Arizona,
but do you rarely see it in a love letter,
or even someone's smile,
what is happening to us?
have we forgotten how to love?
You would believe that guilt and pain,
Is truly real when someone dies,
A part of you is killed within as well.
When you sleep and dreaming away,
The hand on your heart will,
Ignite the fire even in April to go to college,
Only if you clean up your act.
I belong to the land of the free,
Whose strive forward was made from,
Love, passion, pride, and being proud to be an American,
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When I
when I told you that
he wouldn’t stay loyal
I meant it
now he shows you
I was right
now he’s hurting
AGAIN
yet I’m there for you
once again
supporting
carrying
sharing your pain
knowing what your going through
I’m going throw the same
pain and suffering
but cause of you
when I said he wont
give you his all
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Bear
I watched him grow from a baby to a boy
from a boy to a man
but as he lay there as if he was a sleep
so peacefully
tears began to run wildly down my face
for it was all over
why so early in life
he was barley a year
as he soared to the heavens
he took more then his
heart and sole
he took a little bit of everyone’s in my family
he was like a nephew to me
and her son
why was he taken from her
so early
Tido
lost more then a companion
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Flying
The extremely painful slice
That cut away her last little piece of freedom
Her wings
Unable to fly her only other option is to fall
Fall into the trap they set up right in front of her own eyes
Everything starts to fade
In the distance she hears this song
I want to sore on the wings of an eagle
I want to sore through the clouds
I want to feel the wind in my hair
I want to feel what it’s like to be free
I want to fly and touch the sky and never want to come down
I want to sore on the wings of an eagle
I want to feel what it’s like to be free
I want to feel these imbedded ropes being cut away from my wrists
I want to walk on my own not dragging these chains behind me
The song becomes dimmer as a hand strokes her face
And the all too familiar voice asks if everything is alright
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The Night
the night brings out a side in me
no one but you have ever seen
not even she has before
a side that could be dangerous
a side where I think I'm
unstoppable
untouchable
invinciblewhere it feels like I'm drugged
tonight I can just think
of what I could do
would do
should do
need
from you or with you
if only we were together
I should be going to sleep
but
I cant get you off my mind
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Poems and Life
her poems are her life
her life is her poems
they tell a story
of the one that’s dead
but yet is not
“the miracle child”
dead at four weeks but is now 15 years old
the child was not going to
walk
talk
or even feed her
“she’s going to be a veggie”
the doctors said
she can now do it all
all at once if you would
like for her to
“she’s going to die from a seizure at four weeks”
the doctors said
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