![]() CliffsA Poem by John![]() Friendship is a beautiful thing, but rivalry is much more pleasurable.![]() Give me a world that’s nowhere without hope and I’ll give you a world where there is no hope. When people start laying the
blame it’s time to start laying the
blame above the jerk circling, wave-running, bandwagon-hopping scene and mall core teens. If my fingers won’t freeze But the cannon's still firing, Does that mean I’m too cold Or is the thermostat still rising? Rugrats rollin’ down The Saturday morning Lined up behind Cat-Dog Wake up, head aches, Think that I may have just But the colors of the rainbow Leave their stain on the roof Of my tongue, In the ache in my head, Before moving on. Realize, oh s**t, High
School’s Been over for three years now wants to hear, no one as I watch you bop down the street, and you’re getting s**t for being too white to listen to this type of music. and piercings don’t reveal themselves to mankind, I’m not okay to represent, or be represented. Or maybe I'm just spending too much time
I don’t swing that way but someone else out there that wants maybe sit back and so they can use my life story and my train of thought is really out of whack not on crack but maybe something stronger still, something that would make you ill, but I've adapted to the pain, and I have let it let me gain strength, confidence, will, intelligence, and in the end, although I fell, all I can say is you would do well to call it a day because I've won this race, and everyone will forget you... when they see my face.
© 2013 John |
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