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Teen Poetry #7

my World

Don_Juan
Member

since 2004-04-08

Posts 252
Far from where I am going

0 posted 2004-05-04 11:23 PM

my world

pushed and pulled by them all
told and ordered
what he should do
and who he is
he continues every day
traveling wearing his smiling mask
to his personal hell
he watches them all
as the laugh and waste
their days away
with a bottle and a bed
forced to swallow
all he knows that i good
and endorse all those
who practice all that he longs for
all while he repeats these words
over and over in his head
as you read this letter
please always remember
that i will love you forever
and that i never
in my lifetime ever
would want to make you cry
and know that somone as unloved as i
deserves to wither and die
so forever i will day to you goodbye
until i see you again in my fathers kingdom
in the sky.
another day, another torturous day
his mask thrown on as usual
just to see all those with what
he wants so bad
flaunt it and throw it in his face
to burn his eyes as if it
were pepper spray
yet his mask portrays
what people want to see
a smiling face as they brag and
go on and on about how they
drink their life away
"oh it's so fun, you should try it"
"the only thing is i hate remembering the stupid
things i've said."
contradictions and negatives
oh yeah that sounds appealing
his whole area has lost it's innocence
and the lack of knowledge
of what beauty is drives him
to a sadness of unfathomable
proportions
so in his room
he writes his final letter
as you read this letter
please always remember
that i will ove you forever
and that i never
in my lifetime ever
would want to make you cry
and know that someone as unloved as i
deserves to wither and die
so forever i say goodbye
until i see you in my father kingdom
in the sky
but you probably won't cry
or care for that matter
for ther is nothing special about me
to even care whether
i live or die.

ok this is a poem that i worte a while ago when i was quite sad and distressed with the youth in my school. it's more or less a rant/narrative but i hope you like it somewhat.

nice use of muffin

sweet_cute_palestinian04
Member

since 2004-04-11

Posts 418
Earth

1 posted 2004-05-05 12:37 PM

cuteeeeeeee

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