these are by an old friend...they were written 2 yrs ago when we
were in 8th grade she moved to Maryland, so i don't keep in touch with
her anymore...but i remember her...so Kathleen, if you just happened to
find me here, well, just don't sue me or anything for copyright or whatever....she
was a talented poet...she wrote many more poems, i just don't have them
all
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I am looking for a way out
Out of this hell I was thrust into
I was thrust into it before I could see
The bombs, genocides, and other miseries.
I’ve lost my hope in a better place
“A Better Place” are words created so people will have faith.
Empty words with no meaning -- a lie
I only ask that if soon be my time to die.
Because I simply can’t go on this way
My heart has already begun to decay
My soul is an abandoned, empty shell
Longing for it’s journey into the depths of hell.
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Graduation is supposed to be a happy time
But that’s just a big fat lie.
They sign a yearbook and say “Dear Mary, Foodaloo.”
I sign a yearbook and say “Dear Mary, Fuck you.”
They’re worried about what dress they’ll wear.
Or how they’re doing their makeup and hair
Call me a freak, but I could care less
About what people think of my hair, makeup, and dress.
They’ll get their certificate and shout with joy.
To them it’s a big deal to go to a party with boys
The only way my graduation won’t suck
Is if I go to the park and smoke up.