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"Oh say can you see,
our land of constant misery.
Where dreams are crushed and faded,
from the Nightmare we've created.

We are born full of wonder,
till our lives are covered with terrible thunder.
Hopeless we've become,
a country so accustom to glum.

We are taught education is God,
but really it's just a facade.
Learning was never the mission,
greed caused this division.

Smart kids made depressed,
over a school system we don't address.
They can't get the perfect grades,
so they turn to blades.

State testing, grades, our lives judged by paper,
so much stress caused, some choose to meet the Maker.
Future doctors shunned because of a bad grade in History,
they are instead forced to live a life of misery.

Colleges and the goverment want only the "best",
so who cares about all the rest?
The man who could fix the economy?
Put down because of a bad grade in Biology.

Speaking of money,
wanna know what's funny?
Our future crippled with debt,
but yet they tell us not to fret.

Other countries' colleges are free,
but us Americans can surely handle such a "small" fee.
The system feeds on our scores and money,
while some of us live on crumbs, isn't that funny?

We start our adult lives behind,
and the goverment doesn't seem to mind.
We have to make the change,
we surely can't be this deranged.

We are the ones who have to fight,
with ALL of our might!
Remember, life isn't fair,
espcially in this American Nightmare......"
this is a poem about my feelings toward the American School system
I've cried
Till my tears dried
I've tried
I've loved you
Wished you knew
Confessed to you
Rejected by you
Driven mad
I've grown sad
It's been hard
Picking every shard
Wounded
I've been bandaged
Nearly healed
But the scars re-open
I should have forgotten
Yet even my strong shield
Keeps cracking open
I've been to the track
For a fresh start
I've dared to race again
Been soaked in the storm
Trying to wash my pain
I've peeped at my tomorrow
And all I've seen is sorrow
I've tried to find another dawn
To find a good life on my own
I've tried to walk away from that past
To chew bones before my teeth rust
Placed my tongue in love and lust
Twixt those two none I could trust
I've tried to find my feet and move
To shed the heavy mud on my shoes
I've tried to pick and choose
But now I realize you are everything
Without you I'm really nothing
You are the road I want to walk
The voice I want to hear talk
You are my only choice
We were Klark and Loyce
You the reflection to the future
You were my Love tutor
You were my every dream
Pure water stream
So please come back home
Save me this doom dark heavy storm
You have been perfect at being a friend
But I don't believe it was our end
I'm to blame for wrecking our story
Ours was a road shared
I know you're scared
And I'm really sorry
Give me another chance
The final dance
He passed away last night
Old but put up an inspiring fight
He was a good neighbor
As well as a friend
But in the end
He's found his river bend
There are wails (his people are grieving)
Getting straight to my head
Guess it’s true they ain't for the dead
Funerals are for the living
Who build a melancholy cacophony
Thick, catching and as hard as a mahogany
While I ponder whether I'm still death fear free
Since two O three
Like Dad his people did foresee
That he would soon succumb to the leprosy
Goodbye my chap, with peace be gone
You had to die 'cause you were born
Wrote this on the day an old chap, friend of mine passed away earlier this year
You call me Lesbian
I say, yes I am
You call me Gay
I say, yes I am
You call me Bi-******
I say, yes I am
You call me Transgender
I say, yes I am
It doesn't matter what you call me
It doesn't matter what you think
you will not change who I am

I am who I am
I believe in equality.
One Earth
One Species
we are all Human
children of Earth
I'm starting
to notice
the
nicotine's
burn

I'm starting
to notice
that
it's the
only
warmth
I feel

Sometimes
I miss
you
and the
warmth
you brought then
and

Sometimes
I miss
summer
and the
endless
blissful nights

But
I'm starting
to notice
the
nicotine's
burn

and honestly
it's more
inviting
than I thought
and
I think
I'll let it
stay
If you want the sea
You should follow the Rivers
Want the sky
Sail through the nimbus
It might be raining so hard
But you shouldn't move reverse
If you want to see the Heavens
You got to trust your Jesus
It doesn't matter what you call Him
As Long as you believe
My car's engine has died
Part of me did too
My first car finally crapped out. So many good memories. Good bye drunk honda. It's been one hell of a ride.
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