Raised by Kurt Cobain anger, low grunge in earbuds make it easier to ignore the mass of loud kids in the halls, Hope they stay away. For me? Socializing will drain you.
Raised by Amy Winehouse. Big winged eyes but, her voice was bigger. Showed me how to close doors, and what hides behind them. For love is a losing game, yet we end up addicted anyways.
Raised by The Beatles. 60s pop and rock, Oh! Darlin’ they are good! Taught me to think for myself and let some things be.
Raised by Cage The Elephant. Showed me the world is cold, cold, cold. Cause there ain’t no rest for the wicked! I’ll always find trouble on my left and to my right.
Raised by Earl St. Clair I might not have what I want, but I got what I need. And some don’t have a three story home to feel alone in. You just gotta deal with the pain, before it deals with you.
Written// Sept. 20th, 2017 This was a class assignment so I know this one is a little cheesy. We had to write a poem about what has raised us wether it be experiences, music, family, beliefs, etc. Still worth sharing.