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Brett Palmero Nov 2016
This world is sad
We have fallen so far
The people feeling had
About to take on a scar
One that will brand us
A mark in history
Where we lost trust
In each other bitterly
There is love yes
But the hate is so loud
Our morals it will stress
Yet people feel proud
Want to get rid of this hate
But alas we are too late
Brett Palmero Nov 2016
The skin I have is dark
And that's all most see
I walk around with a mark
That says I can never just be
I feel like a different breed
My freedom never guaranteed

People are born different
Their love may be unique
Sadly some aren't considerate
And treat them like a freak
They think they're some ****
My freedom never guaranteed

I started with nothing
Poverty knocking at my door
If I were to wish for something
It wouldn't be to have more
But to never have to need
My freedom never guarenteed

All of this makes me different
Yet it makes me who I am
I'd rather a societal aberrant
Than part of a program
To be free is to concede
So I'd rather be me than be freed
Tyree / Belle
I've only dealt with race discrimination. Poverty and ****** discrimination are beyond me, so I hope I accurately represented them.
Brett Palmero Nov 2016
It's always me
That does the all of it
Whether or not I agree
I have to commit

I can't be second best
It's not an option
To be like the rest
After all the exhaustion

So I choose to keep going
Despite how hard it may be
Punches I'll keep throwing
Until I'm free
Danielle
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
What do I mean to others?
Am I given a second thought?
Maybe I'm a bother
Someone left to rot
Yet those around me smile
When they see me coming
They want me to stay a while
I don't understand the caring
The love they share
For a person like me
Is something I hold dear
A thing of true beauty
For incase I feel worthless
People will hold me regardless
Luana
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
My heart cries out
For the people around me
I want to scream and shout
So they come home safely

I feel overbearing
But if I'm not
All will be staring
At the person I forgot

The stress is tiring
Most of me is wound
Yet I can't help smiling
When they're back safe and sound

The feeling of caring
Is something I hold dear
Nothing ever comparing
To having friends near
Ali
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
This climb we take
Most pain and misery
Our hard work at stake
Just for some scenery
We are the few
Struggling for the view

Each rock we move
New challenges arise
Our path never smooth
Is our journey wise?
This stress not new
Struggling for the view

We make it there
Looking at our journey
Nothing will compare
To the love we carry
For the road we traveled
And the view we unraveled
Joe
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
I have five papers to write
Three projects to do
Stay up all night
Just to barely get through

Head to the library
For another three hours
Every moment scary
These assignments horrors

On my way, I stop
A tree orange and red
I decide to drop
And lay down my head

Life's meant to be fun
Not a bunch of facts
Or homework to get done
So it's time to relax
Nena
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