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I might not be a straight A student

Sure, I can always get the perfect grades you want me to get.

I understand you're trying to make me do what you didn't
so I have a "better life" or whatever....

But so what?
Maybe I am just like you were
And you turned out fine
You have a good job and a big house

What's one grade going to do to my life?

What if I don't want to go through med school like you want me to?

I honestly don't care what you think,
8th grade isn't gonna **** the rest of my life
If I get one bad grade
...or two
Ok, so a guy I was talking with used a "bad word"

OH MY GOSH HE MUST BE AN AWFUL PERSON

He was playing around, having fun jumping off a short wall

OH MY GOSH HE MUST BE A GANGSTER, A DANGEROUS PERSON

I laughed because he said something really funny to his friend

OH MY GOSH YOU CAN'T LIKE SOMEONE LIKE THAT!!

I rolled my eyes at your senseless over-reaction

OH MY GOSH THAT BAD KID IS INFLUENCING YOU!!!


Seriously Mom???
My mom is the kind that think's it's awful if I say "dude, that *****!" cause it's "bad" Just kinda ranting how she was freaking out over a friend of mine that's a good kid...

Sorry Mom, but it's ok to be cool sometimes
When the birds devour me
I hope they start with the soft tissue
my eyes and ears and mouth destroyed
my senses lost to the sky

When the birds devour me
I hope they find their fill in my stomach
where the weight of the world was carried far too long
wearing my viscera like Versace

When the birds devour me
I hope they pick my digits - one through ten and ten again
so I may touch every part of the world when they carry me away
so that my feet may fall on grounds I’d only dreamed to grace

When the birds devour me
I hope they tear open my chest and make their way behind these ribs
not realizing the irony of the situation as they sing
and I am filled with the music with each rise and fall

When the birds devour me
I hope they take my bones between them in their thanksgiving, pulling
wishing for legs to run and hands to hold, for lips to kiss
if they only knew, if they only knew
© 2012 Jene'e Patitucci


a break does not mean truth
it only indicates zeal
Me
Nothing
At all
This is what I
Am.
Life makes me
Infinitely small
Entirely aware that the
Monsters I have made
Are bigger than me.
Ravenous for nothing more
Intrinsic than an
Ear to decipher their
Lies and
Understand their cannibal
Screams as they are
Killed by one who knows them well
Killed by
Silence
Until they die and only I am
Left to say
Everything that was
Important to me before they
Ruined me. Destroyed
All of
Me. And in the
End maybe
I can
Let them go.
Although I love their loving infliction
They sadistically comfort me, without them I am
Alone, I
Need them and I don't want to escape.
I liek dem chickens
I bought dem chickens
I lost dem chickens
Angels wept
 Nov 2012 Cameron Godfrey
amt
I close my eyes,
I think of you.
I open my eyes,
I think of you.
I wish I would forget you,
But that just might be worse.
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