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Senior year,
A time where
Day by day you
Create memories,
Knowing they'll die.
Yet you continue,
Relentlessly even.
You'll go your own way,
He'll go his.
Floating through,
Like a dream,
Who is there to hear you scream?
Alone at last,
Peace was found,
Let alone you might have drowned.
Body bags tight,
Weapons concealed,
Under the microscope is a tiny city.
Billions of pieces of DNA.
I am analyzing there existence.
They are preparing themselves for there next task.
To serve as the evidence that will put the bad guy away.
The school year is coming to an end,
It makes my heart cry.
Though we are forced to move on,
High school has been rough for me.
Many times I was angry.
The people who I thought were my "friends" decided to turn away.
I hated going to school everyday.
Sophomore and junior year were really bad.
My future is bright
Although money is tight
I have faith in my future
Because I've already seen the light
People may not believe now
But I know they will see it then
So many dreams
Ring, Ringtime for class.Crowded hallways. Freshman rushing, anxious, EXTREMELY easy to point out,backpacks larger than doorways allow.Here come the Sophmores careless, foolish but, wise
The school year has begun
And my head is in a twirl
300 days until I’m a graduated girl.
But those numbered days
Will be full of pain and doubt
“The source is from my teachers,”
I think as I pout.
We are not machines.We are not all one being.We may look at the same things but interpret those same things differently.We are not machines.
Teachers yell and scream
students trying the chase their dreams
noone by their side
kids asking why
Teachers don't undestand why
no work is getting done
all you hear is blame
JUST BECAUSE I`M SMILING
DOESN`T MEAN I FORGIVE YOU
DOESN`T MEAN I`VE FORGOTTEN
AND DOESN`T MEAN THINGS WILL BE THE SAME FOR US
JUST BECAUSE WE`RE BEST FRIENDS NOW
DOESN`T MEAN I`LL GIVE IN
Why is it
Im your student
why am I less than you
Im just as capable
Im just not as
experienced
I know
what I'm
doing
I try hard
I work hard
so why is
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
Be yourself as no other can..Thoughts of you- I want to believe you're my foreverBut you don't know what i'm thinking..It's just me, my thoughts and no one else
So i took a couple pulls to keep me sanethis music numbing my brain why?you're asking about the vybz or the tree?I dont know.. it's not for everyone but it's for me.
Waking up, I hope that today will be a good day.A good body image day that is.
I make my way to the bathroom.First thing I make eye contact with is my biggest enemy: My mirror.
De pequeños buenos amigos
Somos aunque hermanos seamos.
Juntos a dragones peleábamos
Y a la princesa rescatábamos.
Eres algo inexplicable que puedes aparecerte y hacer tu trabajo cuando menos eres esperada
Nadie sabe si le sirves al de arriba o al de abajo
Sólo sabemos que puedes estar ahí solamente al estar en nuestro trabajo
Selfish.
Skin on skin
My heart beats out of my chest
And into your hands.
Beads of sweat form, over populating my skin
As I fight the urge to draw you in.
You breathe me in. Inhale my flesh.
