I make no promise and expect no change
Yet find the need to arrange
My words upon this page with angst
Of what has become, or what has came
Upon majority of human brain
That love should leave and hate should stay
Hardened minds of mental clay
Crack and erode but never stray
From cheap beliefs that bumper stickers say
         Exactly why we're failing

From the school house frequent sigher
From the ever-flattened rubber tire
From the foot penetrated by the briar
From the sweat workers perspire
From the president that you loved prior
From the elderly man that won't retire
From a name in lights to a world on fire
Are cultivated by desire
And cradled tightly in other's pliers
          But no restraint is needed

Those who believe you can be taught
By a distant rifle shot
Stain your clothes in ****** polka dots
And leave you lying there to rot
The media lay still distraught
They knew your name but they forgot
         And all the people pleaded

But those who **** for peace will see
It's like ******* for virginity
And everyone who sees agrees
That every person should live free
Not they not them nor he nor she
Should ever be threatened and forced to leave
And no mans authority
Should enforce anyway but peacefully
And as far fetched as it may seem
It will happen naturally
And is exactly what I foresee
        And that is why I'm trying

Our speaker speaks of bombs in June
Sure to shake both sun and moon
While gentle flowers lay in bloom
From ashes cast they wilt to soon
The dull boys  wages melt in a spoon
By danger out young ladies swoon
Sovereigns sit face down in saloon
Awoken by mighty trumpets ploom
While scholars flee with impending doom
To them he says "I want you"
        But change is not commanding

You gaze upon a world galore
Both ripe and rotten to its core
You gnaw through holes that worms bore
To find it sweeter and more bitter than before
The rainy day the drafty door
Are not your problems anymore
But blood and gore and golden shores
Homemade cake and civil wars
Both exist in a world that's yours
You will find things you adore
         And that is understanding

My eyes are wide open,
But I'm off in wonderland,
Dreaming of a prince
To rescue me from the pits of hell,
To take me away.

A whisper,
A scowl,
Howls of laughter.

"Creep? Are you paying attention in class? Please answer number 5."
"Well, Mr. Wolov. Number 5 doesn't really matter, does it? In the end, it won't help me at all, I will forget it and it won't help me in life at all. What will help are these senseless dreams I put myself in, they nurture ruptured hearts, pick together murdered minds, remind me how to be sane. Oh and the answer to number 5 is that President Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation did free slaves, and allowed for contrabands to join the Union."

-silence-

"What?"
"Um. Thank you, Creep...? Number 6, Dani."

There's no satisfaction
In the pain
That courses through me
There's no enjoyment
In the happiness
That in your eyes
I can see
There's no love
In my heart
That breaks daily
There's no one
In my life
That I can see
There's no hope
In my future
That will show mercy
There's nothing
Left in this world
That can make me **happy