SeemsPoetic - Hello Poetry

Can't you see you're hovering High up off the ground Clear as day above me Always looking down Whisper with a glance As loud as silence sounds Ringing in my ears Judging with a frown I see those eyes they stare When there's no one else around What's it like up there With that golden crown Do you feel admired While I sit here all alone Do you have an emptiness He then stopped me as I spoke All though there's admiration It's still a lonely throne He told me not to get there Having nowhere left to go If you think you found your calling Make sure its not bestowed Others try to trick you False truths that they behold Do not take there help For in the end you'll only owe Though it may not sound as glorious You have to travel many roads They will not all be glamorous But soon you'll find your own I screamed and said I've tried Though, nothings quite at home He said to look alive That was many years ago The keys to keep on trying No matter what the journey holds You try And try And try again Until you reach your goals

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Mar 25, 2018

Mar 25, 2018 at 7:13 PM UTC

SeemsPoetic

I d l e

Can't you see you're hovering High up off the ground Clear as day above me Always looking down Whisper with a glance As loud as silence sounds Ringing in my ears Judging with a frown I see those eyes they stare When there's no one else around What's it like up there With that golden crown Do you feel admired While I sit here all alone Do you have an emptiness He then stopped me as I spoke All though there's admiration It's still a lonely throne He told me not to get there Having nowhere left to go If you think you found your calling Make sure its not bestowed Others try to trick you False truths that they behold Do not take there help For in the end you'll only owe Though it may not sound as glorious You have to travel many roads They will not all be glamorous But soon you'll find your own I screamed and said I've tried Though, nothings quite at home He said to look alive That was many years ago The keys to keep on trying No matter what the journey holds You try And try And try again Until you reach your goals

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Slowly drifting Thoughts abound Frantic scripting Lines aloud Pain with purpose From poets’ mouths Emotions flowing Hear the sound Pen on paper Forever bound Human nature Hear them out Down to earth High in the clouds Vast universe Questioning now Life and death When and how No rules allowed Each of their lines One slab of stone But now a tower Through their words Feel the power Whether peace of mind Or darkness devour Up late at night The witching hour So wide awake With tired sighs Challenging fate Deep inside Calm insights And raging tides Imagination Their better side Within creation True knowledge lies In every question Double meaning hides They draw it out They shed new light Thoughts on paper Passing through time Hand prints on history They cannot die Painting portraits For readers eyes True emotions On the rise Touching hearts And changing lives All is possible... Within Poets' Minds

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Feb 15, 2018

Feb 15, 2018 at 5:29 PM UTC

SeemsPoetic

Within Poets' Minds

Slowly drifting Thoughts abound Frantic scripting Lines aloud Pain with purpose From poets’ mouths Emotions flowing Hear the sound Pen on paper Forever bound Human nature Hear them out Down to earth High in the clouds Vast universe Questioning now Life and death When and how No rules allowed Each of their lines One slab of stone But now a tower Through their words Feel the power Whether peace of mind Or darkness devour Up late at night The witching hour So wide awake With tired sighs Challenging fate Deep inside Calm insights And raging tides Imagination Their better side Within creation True knowledge lies In every question Double meaning hides They draw it out They shed new light Thoughts on paper Passing through time Hand prints on history They cannot die Painting portraits For readers eyes True emotions On the rise Touching hearts And changing lives All is possible... Within Poets' Minds

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One man's life.... he's the creative type, even despite.... His lack of freedom to use it in a fair fight, he ain't taught right they keep saying but there's a quote that keeps replaying and rewinding and it seems to be constantly reminding and finding its way into his head.... into my mind.... making me give it deep thought... Keeping my attention constantly caught, Let me tell you what this saying said .... "creativity is a part of human nature, it can only be untaught."-Ai Weiwei so apparently I was taught right even though I stay up late nights, had no other choice, nowhere for my thoughts to go so... all this emotion... I hope it makes these lines flow because I'm just expressing the freedom creativity-is-giving-me ... Life builds up then comes crashing down so how does freedom sound... Great but it sparks a lot of debate, what it means to be free, what it means to stay true to what others can't see. Who do you need to be or want to be, hope you're taking this seriously because it's your life on the line while I'm writing this rhyme to pass time, I tend to find a peace of mind that no one these days would spend a dime to realign with reality and find their place becuasewe all suffer humanity... it just comes in different forms of insanity... Stay tentative-to-your-feelings before they get to the extent-I've-been dealing because we try to repent but our minds are unwilling So all these thoughts, into this next verse I'm spilling, these rhymes I been drilling harder n harder into this paper till it's to the extent and the length the height from the top to the base is so great you gotta say hold up, wait.... I ain't ready... But it's too late, can't change fate, already too much on your plate time to grind or commit the crime that is false hope When life sends a clue... don't pass the note that's a notion of the answer to all this commotion that tells you which path to set your devotion because although distortions-high I can still see off in the distance a sunny-shore-line.... but rough seas ahead, can't turn back, the tidal waves on your *** get the gears going instead before too much time has passed They say it's all so easy but we all know that thought never lasts because you can't change the past but you can forge the future, Straighten up, have a better stature because we have to learn so early how to mature in a world so unworldly, it tends to send you hurling outta control but you press pause your feet stand still but your mind stalls, now the world's spinning, ask for it to stop but it’s unwilling That's life in a place where hard-work and effort sometimes never suffice, sometimes the worlds as lucky or unlucky as a roll of the dice but that's the price we pay in the world we live in today where behind a thousand thoughts is only one-action... but forgot to mention the amount of care the world's-lacking You give it your all but even then, in the end It still sends you packing

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Feb 13, 2018

Feb 13, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC

SeemsPoetic

Forgotten Thoughts

One man's life.... he's the creative type, even despite.... His lack of freedom to use it in a fair fight, he ain't taught right they keep saying but there's a quote that keeps replaying and rewinding and it seems to be constantly reminding and finding its way into his head.... into my mind.... making me give it deep thought... Keeping my attention constantly caught, Let me tell you what this saying said .... "creativity is a part of human nature, it can only be untaught."-Ai Weiwei so apparently I was taught right even though I stay up late nights, had no other choice, nowhere for my thoughts to go so... all this emotion... I hope it makes these lines flow because I'm just expressing the freedom creativity-is-giving-me ... Life builds up then comes crashing down so how does freedom sound... Great but it sparks a lot of debate, what it means to be free, what it means to stay true to what others can't see. Who do you need to be or want to be, hope you're taking this seriously because it's your life on the line while I'm writing this rhyme to pass time, I tend to find a peace of mind that no one these days would spend a dime to realign with reality and find their place becuasewe all suffer humanity... it just comes in different forms of insanity... Stay tentative-to-your-feelings before they get to the extent-I've-been dealing because we try to repent but our minds are unwilling So all these thoughts, into this next verse I'm spilling, these rhymes I been drilling harder n harder into this paper till it's to the extent and the length the height from the top to the base is so great you gotta say hold up, wait.... I ain't ready... But it's too late, can't change fate, already too much on your plate time to grind or commit the crime that is false hope When life sends a clue... don't pass the note that's a notion of the answer to all this commotion that tells you which path to set your devotion because although distortions-high I can still see off in the distance a sunny-shore-line.... but rough seas ahead, can't turn back, the tidal waves on your *** get the gears going instead before too much time has passed They say it's all so easy but we all know that thought never lasts because you can't change the past but you can forge the future, Straighten up, have a better stature because we have to learn so early how to mature in a world so unworldly, it tends to send you hurling outta control but you press pause your feet stand still but your mind stalls, now the world's spinning, ask for it to stop but it’s unwilling That's life in a place where hard-work and effort sometimes never suffice, sometimes the worlds as lucky or unlucky as a roll of the dice but that's the price we pay in the world we live in today where behind a thousand thoughts is only one-action... but forgot to mention the amount of care the world's-lacking You give it your all but even then, in the end It still sends you packing

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Nightmares... are like poetry, At least metaphorically, The metaphors are like falsified honesty, So unreal and yet they express how we really feel, Maybe that’s why we cannot dream When we feel insane, Because are honest nightmares are now the real deal, So we lay still, Eyes open, Reality broken, Stuck hoping, That the ceiling has the answers But it's shy It hates talking, We lay there thinking What this life is, What it represents, Waging wars in our heads, It’s a crisis of identity When all the past mistakes Leave so many things unsaid, When those big dreams of the past have gone and fled, Laying in our comfortable but uncomforting bed, We ask ourselves Who we could have been, Who we could be, If only those shooting stars could grant our wishes and help us see, If each star in the sky... Gave each person their identity, If only it was that easy… I guess for now we’ll just stay stuck... With these identity crises

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Feb 12, 2018

Feb 12, 2018 at 6:39 PM UTC

SeemsPoetic

CrISis o f iDeNtiTy

Nightmares... are like poetry, At least metaphorically, The metaphors are like falsified honesty, So unreal and yet they express how we really feel, Maybe that’s why we cannot dream When we feel insane, Because are honest nightmares are now the real deal, So we lay still, Eyes open, Reality broken, Stuck hoping, That the ceiling has the answers But it's shy It hates talking, We lay there thinking What this life is, What it represents, Waging wars in our heads, It’s a crisis of identity When all the past mistakes Leave so many things unsaid, When those big dreams of the past have gone and fled, Laying in our comfortable but uncomforting bed, We ask ourselves Who we could have been, Who we could be, If only those shooting stars could grant our wishes and help us see, If each star in the sky... Gave each person their identity, If only it was that easy… I guess for now we’ll just stay stuck... With these identity crises

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S.O.S. We all used to fear the dark whether we admit it or not. Just take a few seconds to develop your thoughts… We used to fear getting lost The fear of never being found But then we grow up and our fears are flipped upside-down… We went from being afraid of the dark, To fearing spiders, Then turn 18 and begin going out late, Pulling all-nighters… Now let's just think... Sit-back… And realize, Other people could be our real-de-mise… And since we're now talking about real-life, Let's look at who's committed the most crimes… And determine where evil sins really-have-been. Terrorism provoked by optimism. A race unwilling to combat conflict without bloodshed. Unwilling in the fulfilling of world peace… But instead… Prefer to count the number of dead… I am not afraid of the boogie man, I am afraid of the rich man, The religious man, The army man and yes… Even the police man, And I know plenty of other people who also aren't a big fan… I'm terrified because I just can’t-see-why… So many people die within the borders of a country… Protected by one of the world’s strongest military. You see if I become a soldier, The boogie man may not catch me but a bullet sure can. Fathers and sons fighting to defend from the outside world… One we think's so cold... When children in our own schools have been on the receiving end… Of gun men. We look at the world around us and provoke hate, Yet demand so much peace … Then behind a closed gate We advance weaponry… To greaten the casualties of our enemies... Rather than promote farm fields in starving countries. Think about this… Now let's look at the sadistic statistics… Two million seven hundred fifty-six thousand one hundred and fifty-three That's how many human beings were killed in the in Conflicts Involving the Americans ever since the Revolutionary War happened... Back in Seventeen Seventy-Five to the present-day Isis, Not to mention, The one war with the most casualties and gore Is known to have the word civil in it and... Started only because we were enslaving other men… Need I say more ... Don’t you wish we could rewind time? Talk out the problems and maybe all those people would be fine… Rather than found dead, Counted, Then put in a record sheet of weaponry… To create an effective deterrent against a World-War-3… We all know somewhere more evil will emerge Encourage violence… Form alliances… And then eventually overpower provinces… Before anyone deemed powerful can stop-all-this. Now I’m not saying humanities a monster, And the only threat to humanity is our own lack of civility, Even though we hide nukes like every other powerful country, Or that every American politician emphasizes on the greatness of education… Yet lack willingness to lower the tuition… And instead, raises it above the workingman's paycheck. Causing them to slave on the weekends, Feeling tired like he’s at his weakest, Instead of spending time working on his dreams which are now just old friends. Or the fact everyone blames our access to guns for crimes of society and then begin to obsess When actually, Way back when… Firearms were created by men Such pointlessness… How everyone's so unserious and delirious… Over the lifelessness of our distant relatives, Our unofficial cousins and sacred brotherin. WE ARE ONE RACE… The Human Race, And I can honestly say that the evil of humanity … Seems to outweigh the good when it comes to reality … We all may hear these words and realize them but there truly just a warning. You see I’ve been dreaming…. That this generation makes up for humanities sins, Not punished with pain but are rewarded for kindness, The reward of fixed bricks of a world rather than ones broke and crumbling; Stacked in an unstable mix of pain suffering lies and tricks. You have it in you to stay true to what is good and what is great, All I'm asking is not to succumb to the same fate… Caused and created by the corrupt governments and dictatorships, By racist haters and religious degraders, The unimaginative politician, The biased lawmen, and created by Destructive weapons wielded by unmoral nations. We are America The land of the free, Don't be afraid to be young and naive. Let's make this the world of the free, Rather than a world full of greed and one so full of need But one closed off to the free will of evil…. “Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed” Said Martin Luther King Junior. If only people had realized his words sooner. He is an example that one man can change the world. Don't let a destiny created by others unfold and take hold, Sometimes a man must first walk alone and on his own path to show simply that he can, And remember Life won’t get easier… You’ll just get stronger, Holding onto dreams a lot longer than most can ponder so let's allow Knowledge, Success, and Kindness… Become the roots of our Happiness. Because right now… It’s just not fair you see… That all these blaring sirens… Are drowning out the sounds… Of our sanctuary I sincerely hope this is only temporary

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Feb 12, 2018

Feb 12, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC

SeemsPoetic

Sirens Over Sanctuaries

S.O.S. We all used to fear the dark whether we admit it or not. Just take a few seconds to develop your thoughts… We used to fear getting lost The fear of never being found But then we grow up and our fears are flipped upside-down… We went from being afraid of the dark, To fearing spiders, Then turn 18 and begin going out late, Pulling all-nighters… Now let's just think... Sit-back… And realize, Other people could be our real-de-mise… And since we're now talking about real-life, Let's look at who's committed the most crimes… And determine where evil sins really-have-been. Terrorism provoked by optimism. A race unwilling to combat conflict without bloodshed. Unwilling in the fulfilling of world peace… But instead… Prefer to count the number of dead… I am not afraid of the boogie man, I am afraid of the rich man, The religious man, The army man and yes… Even the police man, And I know plenty of other people who also aren't a big fan… I'm terrified because I just can’t-see-why… So many people die within the borders of a country… Protected by one of the world’s strongest military. You see if I become a soldier, The boogie man may not catch me but a bullet sure can. Fathers and sons fighting to defend from the outside world… One we think's so cold... When children in our own schools have been on the receiving end… Of gun men. We look at the world around us and provoke hate, Yet demand so much peace … Then behind a closed gate We advance weaponry… To greaten the casualties of our enemies... Rather than promote farm fields in starving countries. Think about this… Now let's look at the sadistic statistics… Two million seven hundred fifty-six thousand one hundred and fifty-three That's how many human beings were killed in the in Conflicts Involving the Americans ever since the Revolutionary War happened... Back in Seventeen Seventy-Five to the present-day Isis, Not to mention, The one war with the most casualties and gore Is known to have the word civil in it and... Started only because we were enslaving other men… Need I say more ... Don’t you wish we could rewind time? Talk out the problems and maybe all those people would be fine… Rather than found dead, Counted, Then put in a record sheet of weaponry… To create an effective deterrent against a World-War-3… We all know somewhere more evil will emerge Encourage violence… Form alliances… And then eventually overpower provinces… Before anyone deemed powerful can stop-all-this. Now I’m not saying humanities a monster, And the only threat to humanity is our own lack of civility, Even though we hide nukes like every other powerful country, Or that every American politician emphasizes on the greatness of education… Yet lack willingness to lower the tuition… And instead, raises it above the workingman's paycheck. Causing them to slave on the weekends, Feeling tired like he’s at his weakest, Instead of spending time working on his dreams which are now just old friends. Or the fact everyone blames our access to guns for crimes of society and then begin to obsess When actually, Way back when… Firearms were created by men Such pointlessness… How everyone's so unserious and delirious… Over the lifelessness of our distant relatives, Our unofficial cousins and sacred brotherin. WE ARE ONE RACE… The Human Race, And I can honestly say that the evil of humanity … Seems to outweigh the good when it comes to reality … We all may hear these words and realize them but there truly just a warning. You see I’ve been dreaming…. That this generation makes up for humanities sins, Not punished with pain but are rewarded for kindness, The reward of fixed bricks of a world rather than ones broke and crumbling; Stacked in an unstable mix of pain suffering lies and tricks. You have it in you to stay true to what is good and what is great, All I'm asking is not to succumb to the same fate… Caused and created by the corrupt governments and dictatorships, By racist haters and religious degraders, The unimaginative politician, The biased lawmen, and created by Destructive weapons wielded by unmoral nations. We are America The land of the free, Don't be afraid to be young and naive. Let's make this the world of the free, Rather than a world full of greed and one so full of need But one closed off to the free will of evil…. “Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed” Said Martin Luther King Junior. If only people had realized his words sooner. He is an example that one man can change the world. Don't let a destiny created by others unfold and take hold, Sometimes a man must first walk alone and on his own path to show simply that he can, And remember Life won’t get easier… You’ll just get stronger, Holding onto dreams a lot longer than most can ponder so let's allow Knowledge, Success, and Kindness… Become the roots of our Happiness. Because right now… It’s just not fair you see… That all these blaring sirens… Are drowning out the sounds… Of our sanctuary I sincerely hope this is only temporary

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By the time you read this... I will have faded and frayed Gone and decayed Like pencil on paper I've been erased By the time that you read this You may be afraid Of what they may say But don't be ashamed By the time that you read this I know you'll be grown I know you'll be changed Yet... Deep down I know you're the same By the time that you read this I'll have hoped and have prayed... That you became your own person Not just a slave By the time that you read this I hope you'll be proud... Of the life that you’ve made Now that you're reading this I'd just like to help you remember I'd just like to help us and convey We had a dream once The world was something we'd change But now it's just you I've been away Now... It's just you By the time that you read this... Ten years have gone by Since I promised I'd stay

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Feb 9, 2018

Feb 9, 2018 at 3:29 PM UTC

SeemsPoetic

B y T h e T i m e

By the time you read this... I will have faded and frayed Gone and decayed Like pencil on paper I've been erased By the time that you read this You may be afraid Of what they may say But don't be ashamed By the time that you read this I know you'll be grown I know you'll be changed Yet... Deep down I know you're the same By the time that you read this I'll have hoped and have prayed... That you became your own person Not just a slave By the time that you read this I hope you'll be proud... Of the life that you’ve made Now that you're reading this I'd just like to help you remember I'd just like to help us and convey We had a dream once The world was something we'd change But now it's just you I've been away Now... It's just you By the time that you read this... Ten years have gone by Since I promised I'd stay

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Here today Here we sit Amongst our friends Our fellow classmates Parents Teachers and staff It’s hard but… Now that so much time has passed We must admit The highs and lows Of these four years Came and went Beginning to end Our time here went by so very quick As for our teachers They only know How in the beginning, We may have been dim But with their support We began to glow So we would like to say thanks Because of you We’re now able to burn brightly All on our own Because of you Who knows the journeys we’ll travel Or the places we’ll go These four years may not have been easy But that's made us stronger That's helped us grow To ourselves and our teachers We now owe A continued pursuit of excellence On the paths we take And for others The paths we chose It’s our turn now To be the future It is to the whole world that we must show The skills we've learned and the knowledge we've earned It is our time now to take the first steps Towards our destiny With our own two feet For us to do what we have to do For those of you with heavy hearts And for those who feel this is the end of a small part of your life It’s true But it’s also a new start Because… In our own two hands is a fate in which we are holding As we’re getting older As we are growing One by one Our fingers begin unfolding leaving hand prints on history Touching hearts and minds On the road to our destiny We must now leave some friends behind But do not be saddened Do not fret For they too Have roads that they must find We now all have one great mountain that we must conquer That we must climb Do not dare give in Don’t dare give up They are our own two hands We must now guide ourselves to that mountain top We may make mistakes We may fall But because of our time here We’ve learned to rise again To stand tall I hope you enjoyed your years here as much as I did And as you begin the next step of your lives I wish the best of luck to you all.

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Feb 8, 2018

Feb 8, 2018 at 5:49 PM UTC

SeemsPoetic

Graduation Poem

Here today Here we sit Amongst our friends Our fellow classmates Parents Teachers and staff It’s hard but… Now that so much time has passed We must admit The highs and lows Of these four years Came and went Beginning to end Our time here went by so very quick As for our teachers They only know How in the beginning, We may have been dim But with their support We began to glow So we would like to say thanks Because of you We’re now able to burn brightly All on our own Because of you Who knows the journeys we’ll travel Or the places we’ll go These four years may not have been easy But that's made us stronger That's helped us grow To ourselves and our teachers We now owe A continued pursuit of excellence On the paths we take And for others The paths we chose It’s our turn now To be the future It is to the whole world that we must show The skills we've learned and the knowledge we've earned It is our time now to take the first steps Towards our destiny With our own two feet For us to do what we have to do For those of you with heavy hearts And for those who feel this is the end of a small part of your life It’s true But it’s also a new start Because… In our own two hands is a fate in which we are holding As we’re getting older As we are growing One by one Our fingers begin unfolding leaving hand prints on history Touching hearts and minds On the road to our destiny We must now leave some friends behind But do not be saddened Do not fret For they too Have roads that they must find We now all have one great mountain that we must conquer That we must climb Do not dare give in Don’t dare give up They are our own two hands We must now guide ourselves to that mountain top We may make mistakes We may fall But because of our time here We’ve learned to rise again To stand tall I hope you enjoyed your years here as much as I did And as you begin the next step of your lives I wish the best of luck to you all.

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Emotions can cause such endless commotion, They can go from the weakest to highest waves… Then deep deep down They can dig the deepest of shallow graves… Battered and scarred is what happens when you take emotions so far The tidal waves begin to crash and sway as it falls apart and begins to wash away the remnants of a shattered heart

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Feb 7, 2018

Feb 7, 2018 at 11:42 AM UTC

SeemsPoetic

Shattered Heart

Emotions can cause such endless commotion, They can go from the weakest to highest waves… Then deep deep down They can dig the deepest of shallow graves… Battered and scarred is what happens when you take emotions so far The tidal waves begin to crash and sway as it falls apart and begins to wash away the remnants of a shattered heart

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I withstood the pressure Then I took the time I stole back my life And remade it mine I took the heavy hits I took the heavy blow I fell from an all time high Then said "look out below" I've been through the worst Yet I've seen it done before... So I am not the first Like the waves Like the summer sun We all rise and fall So that dream It's still plausible Although illogical It's not impossible... From personal experience I say… Stay standing tall I had a dream... Many years ago... I once came to a rough point I decided to just go with the flow My dreams I let them go... But recently... I've had those moments When time starts to slow Lost in my thoughts No idea the path to go Clueless to which path to travel All those dreams of the past Began to unravel as I realized Life's too fast to only dabble I began to fathom my fate I stepped out from the shadows Felt my eyes dilate Then and there I started seeing the bigger picture I have to weigh the risks that I take If there is no opportunities... Then opportunities I'll make Late at night I often lay awake and late last night I was thinking about how I have a clean slate... I finally shut my eyes and fell asleep In my dreams that night I was called by a young boy who said he'd like to meet I took the offer and we met on the corner of my neighborhood street. His height was only a few feet Clearly, He was still young and naive. We conversed a lot about what it means to set yourself free and we often agreed There was one thing he said before I awoke that helped myself finally see... He said... He was a younger me He went on to say... In order to change fate In order to be free You have to use imagination You have to learn to c r e a t e Sure you've made mistakes Cry me a river Build a bridge and get over it ... Even if afterwards it still hurts a little bit... All those who said to grow up To give up Said that your dream, It's not possible Said it's stupid Said it's dumb Said you're good at it but you're not the one… If you learn to c r e a t e your own f a t e You'll grow up to be g r e a t ... Maybe even the g r e a t e s t... But it's true... L i f e i s o n l y w h a t . . . w e - m a k e - i t If you block it all out If you ignore all their hate Y o u ' l l l e a v e a l l o f t h e m… I n y o u r w a k e

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Feb 7, 2018

Feb 7, 2018 at 11:13 AM UTC

SeemsPoetic

C R E A T E

I withstood the pressure Then I took the time I stole back my life And remade it mine I took the heavy hits I took the heavy blow I fell from an all time high Then said "look out below" I've been through the worst Yet I've seen it done before... So I am not the first Like the waves Like the summer sun We all rise and fall So that dream It's still plausible Although illogical It's not impossible... From personal experience I say… Stay standing tall I had a dream... Many years ago... I once came to a rough point I decided to just go with the flow My dreams I let them go... But recently... I've had those moments When time starts to slow Lost in my thoughts No idea the path to go Clueless to which path to travel All those dreams of the past Began to unravel as I realized Life's too fast to only dabble I began to fathom my fate I stepped out from the shadows Felt my eyes dilate Then and there I started seeing the bigger picture I have to weigh the risks that I take If there is no opportunities... Then opportunities I'll make Late at night I often lay awake and late last night I was thinking about how I have a clean slate... I finally shut my eyes and fell asleep In my dreams that night I was called by a young boy who said he'd like to meet I took the offer and we met on the corner of my neighborhood street. His height was only a few feet Clearly, He was still young and naive. We conversed a lot about what it means to set yourself free and we often agreed There was one thing he said before I awoke that helped myself finally see... He said... He was a younger me He went on to say... In order to change fate In order to be free You have to use imagination You have to learn to c r e a t e Sure you've made mistakes Cry me a river Build a bridge and get over it ... Even if afterwards it still hurts a little bit... All those who said to grow up To give up Said that your dream, It's not possible Said it's stupid Said it's dumb Said you're good at it but you're not the one… If you learn to c r e a t e your own f a t e You'll grow up to be g r e a t ... Maybe even the g r e a t e s t... But it's true... L i f e i s o n l y w h a t . . . w e - m a k e - i t If you block it all out If you ignore all their hate Y o u ' l l l e a v e a l l o f t h e m… I n y o u r w a k e

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Set me aside Just set me aside Leave me behind Hung out to dry Set me aside Just set me aside Do not shed a tear Do not cry You know I'll be fine Keep peace of mind Set me aside Just set me aside If it's the end of our era If it’s the end of our time in your eyes Set me aside Just set me aside Left in the dark Without you I'm blind Without you I’m dying But as long as you still feel alive As long as you find the light I’ll keep saying I'm fine Set me aside Just set me aside I will go willing I will not fight I was wrong So, you were right To set me aside You set me aside Yet even still When it all goes awry If you start falling Call on me And I will arise A place in my heart I've set inside If your world starts crumbling I’ll swallow my pride Call on me And I will arise If you’re lost in the dark I've been here awhile So, I’ll be your guide Call on me And I will arise When your wings are broken I’ll be your angel I’ll help you fly Call on me And I will arise It was not a lie When I told you I'd love you Until the day that I die If you call on me I’ll set life aside For you I will arise

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Feb 7, 2018

Feb 7, 2018 at 10:58 AM UTC

SeemsPoetic

Set Me Aside

Set me aside Just set me aside Leave me behind Hung out to dry Set me aside Just set me aside Do not shed a tear Do not cry You know I'll be fine Keep peace of mind Set me aside Just set me aside If it's the end of our era If it’s the end of our time in your eyes Set me aside Just set me aside Left in the dark Without you I'm blind Without you I’m dying But as long as you still feel alive As long as you find the light I’ll keep saying I'm fine Set me aside Just set me aside I will go willing I will not fight I was wrong So, you were right To set me aside You set me aside Yet even still When it all goes awry If you start falling Call on me And I will arise A place in my heart I've set inside If your world starts crumbling I’ll swallow my pride Call on me And I will arise If you’re lost in the dark I've been here awhile So, I’ll be your guide Call on me And I will arise When your wings are broken I’ll be your angel I’ll help you fly Call on me And I will arise It was not a lie When I told you I'd love you Until the day that I die If you call on me I’ll set life aside For you I will arise

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