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I sit here quietly,
I have nothing to say.
Nothing to do,
just wasting away.

The world is a time bomb,
ticking away.
So I sit here silently,
and await the bang.

I sit here quietly,
and watch the TV.
Disease, killing,
and more misery.

I absorb it all,
each catastrophe.
I see politics argue,
why can't they agree?

I see commercials,
asking for money.
Help the starving children,
in other countries.

I see the *******,
"reality TV".
Nothing they do,
seems like reality to me.

I cannot tell you if this is the new world, or if this is just a phase,
but one things for sure,
we're going to hell either way.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
Dev A
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 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
Dev A
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She fell off the side
Of the steepest cliff. 

She holds onto the edge
Hanging on for her life. 

But her arms are tired,
So tired. 

She's been holding on 
for so long now. 

Her fingers are bleeding
Just like her heart. 

She's slipping
So slowly
Oh so slowly
Dont compare your life
With mine with her
How could you dare
You think it was easier
i was a bad kid
Whi never had a stable home
Was molested, detested
Cuz I was too young to be left alone
Mistreated, beaten
but i was rotton
For no reason at all
13 yrs old forgotton
Juvenile hall
Very few loved me
Hated by all
Like i asked to be here
i made this call
Then when someone
Did have love for me
smiled at my success
She made sure i felt
Unwanted and a worthless mess
Even when she was given the tools
For her and I to make amends
She choose to toss them aside
like i was a means to an end
I couldnt of felt more abandoned
And so a wall was built
Of course i left
Why would i stay
So i could continue
To be treated this way
She didnt miss me at all
those were their best years
Everyone was so happy
When i wasnt there
Why do you think
I feel its better this way
When she died
All ties vanished away
I dont neeed her parasites
Take on her worries
Her problems
In this life.
If she did so right by you
Go   be    hurry
Do what you do
Im not sorry
For leaving that way
I will neber be back
There is no someday
Very few things
That were good
happened to me there
So for the life of me
I dont see how you compare
Also your father
Couldnt stand me
And nor i him
Like i needed
Another alcoholic screaming
His drunk slurs again
That ***** was crazy
If she thought it was happening
Thats why at 14 yrs old
Me and nana lived alone
just on the other side of town
Oh where was precious mother
no where i was found
Now think about that
And tell me how you compare
Cuz she didnt fall through
For a while ******* year
the only reason she knew
I was pregnant
Cuz she would gossip
With ******* who were ignorant
Not cuz she tried to be around
Ask our dear brother he will tell
how much effort she roused
Think i felt abandoned and alone
That poor kid oh my god
He was left with schizophrenic soul
Cuz it was too much for her
To be provided for on a silver platter
ridiculous and so low.
So dont come to me with your mess
Of how lessyou feel
Without me in your home
You dont know what your saying
Less then half my age
And trying to make me change
All cuz we came from the same hole.
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
Anna Swir
You will not tame this sea
either by humility or rapture.
But you can laugh
in its face.

Laughter
was invented by those
who live briefly
as a burst of laughter.

The eternal sea
will never learn to laugh.
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
Damaged
To walk into a room full of people and still feel all alone,

that's probably what kills me the most.
We call ourselves family, but I feel like the ugly duckling no one wants.
 Mar 2013 Roni Shelley
Damaged
I am who I am so just let me be.
I'm sorry I can't be a perfect child.
I'm sorry my grades arn't perfect.
I'm sorry my room isn't always clean.
I'm sorry my body isn't perfect.
I apologize for not having the same style as you.
I apologize if sometimes my mouth works faster than my brain,
and I say stupid things.
I'm sorry I'm forgetful.
I'm sorry I am such a ***** up.

But you arn't so perfect yourself either

Go to school for me for a day;
then think again before you give me **** about my grades.
Go an entire week without making a single mess;
I ******* dare you.
Worry about your own body;
let mine be.
If my opinion offends you;
don't ask for it.
My mouth isn't the only disfunctional one;
constant harsh words constantly roll off your tongue.
You forget things as easily as me;
half the time you can never seem to remember anything.
My friends, my teachers, my games.


So next time you want to go on and put me down,
make sure you are perfect yourself first.
Never ending venting thoughts
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