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Mark Lecuona Apr 2015
I could be mad everyday and maybe I am
But not over the color of your skin
Or why you remember to this very day
I could be mad everyday
But not whether you love a man or a woman
Or whether God made you that way

I could be mad everyday and maybe I will
But not because you crossed the border
Or because my Father came a different way
I could be mad everyday
I know how you hurt on the inside
Because somebody's hate made you feel that way

Sometimes I don’t feel like trying
But I’m not going to let it happen to me
I’m not listening to people who are doing all the lying
They’re not the ones who care why we’re dying

I could be mad everyday and maybe I should be
From trading goats to trading bitcoins
Money has always been the only way
I could be mad everyday
I don’t want to wait for the judge
To avenge us for those who make us pay

We could be mad everyday and maybe we should
Faceless ambitions send our children off to war
Only to be remembered on Memorial day
I could be mad everyday
They squander all our money
And we wonder why nobody makes them pay

Sometimes I don’t feel like trying
But I’m going to smile even though I can’t
I’m listening to the people doing all the lying
But I’m not going to let them make me feel like dying

I could be mad everyday
Because I don’t want to be a fool
They know I’m not playing their game
I’m not stealing or selling them my name

We could be mad everyday and maybe some are
They try to teach us how to hate
But I’m not going to be the one to obey
I could be mad everyday
They think we don’t understand
But we do because we don’t listen to what they say

Sometimes I don’t feel like trying
But tonight I think I will
I want to know how to be your brother
And not the way they want us to treat each other
Song lyrics
PrttyBrd Jan 2015
Change
On the horizon
Pockets are empty
Black meets blue
In hues of the pain of yesterday

Change
In hand
The vending machine's empty
Six miles out of reach, out of juice,
And out of gas

Change
The television channel
Vapid Anchors are empty
Teleprompter madness
In full make up and air conditioning

Change
Her mind
Her heart is empty
Abused by the fallacy in the word love
On the lips of liars

Change
Of venue
His smile is empty
He feels the souls too deeply
There is no one here to notice the smile isn't real

Change
A life
The Child's eyes are empty
The streets are kinder
Than the junkies who sold him for a fix

Change
The world
The people are empty
Media drones brainwashed
Into apathetic zombies

That is how to stop
                                         Change
11915
Education, predesigned to open doors,
Becomes a leech on the skull
Draining creativity
Pigmentation leaks from pores

This life becomes a cycle of
Doing as you're told
Never succeeding
Unless you conform

Repetition wears
Warping bones
Bending frames
Reconstructed to their molds

Assembly line humans
"The minds of the future"
Education
Becomes a trap door
Jordan Aug 2014
Take your car out for a drive
Become a robot in your own automobile
On your way to clock in at your 9-5
Tune in to the latest hits, and buckle up behind the wheel

Don’t forget to grab your caffeine fix
To power your through your shift
Throw some sugar-free syrups in the mix
Don’t be late to work, behind a screen you shall sit

Thank God it’s Friday
You’ve scraped through the week
You’ve got all sorts of bills to pay
How else will those on welfare eat?

It’s your hard-earned cash
But let’s spend it my way
You need prescriptions, then McDonalds fast!
The corporations are hungry for your money today

The latest fashion now is out!
Look pretty-****-skinny-super-cute
Woo-hoo for unlimited money on your credit account!
Those East-Asian kids are working hard for you!

The latest IPhone is coming soon
You must buy it, along with an unlimited data plan
Then buy all the popular apps, games, and tunes
And check all your social media accounts as much as you can

Post pictures and videos of all of the places you’ve visited
Pin your most frequented to a map, to connect with peers
Include your address, phone number, and everything about your kids.
Share your hobbies, goals, and fears

Remember how blessed you are to be an American
But don’t push it, patriotism is no longer cool
Anyway, you worship the government now, not some silly religion
Rule by Obama, for Obama, because dictators rule!
My 'lol' extension:

Don’t stress the small stuff
Who cares about the soldiers? I’m so over it.
Bergdahl’s safe, isn’t that enough?
Forget Benghazi, your healthcare, the defecit

Forget everything
Look, American Gladiator is on
Look here’s 200 more channels – I’m going golfing
F you, republicans, I’m not working because ‘I won’
Kagami May 2014
This is what I will become.
I will be a forgotten soul,
Just a withered girl, dumb
And without any control.

No way to ever see the truth
And an absolutely brainwashed
Society. Leaking lies, her mouth
Wanting desperately to crash.

The windows to her soul
Are shut and locked,
Afraid after the raid and the ****
Of her happiness.
She has lost all control,
Her mental gun cocked
And loaded, mouth agape
And careless about the future mess.



Fear instilled in ones heart can never be defeated, only conquered.
Lajah Apr 2014
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?

If I change my physical image,
How far can I go without causing too much damage?

Mirror mirror if I shrink,
Will they stop and make them think?

Mirror mirror what if I hide
the real me that I keep inside?

Mirror mirror is it worth these tears
To hide away in constant fear?

Mirror mirror on the wall,
When will society stop this brawl?

I killed someone dont you see,
That little girl I once called me.

For I am young and I am me,
I am the one who is best to be.
I apologize for the amount of cheesiness in this poem..  
My five year old sister tolled me one day that she didn't think she was beautiful, that broke my heart. It made me think of what the next generation will look like after being influenced my us. This poem represents a child's story to hopefully create the image of a child saying it, thoughts?
Lajah Apr 2014
I am falling in a pond of my own insecurities,
sinking below the deepest end into a level of non-existence.
Help me, I can't swim!
But there is not a soul that can hear my presence.
So I sink.
I keep going further down as I watch the people around me
and I pretend to float.
I say that I am okay, but I am not.
The water is flowing through my nose and through  my body as I  submerge.
And then, I am at ease.
I see rays of the sun shinning down on my soulless corps,
remembering the flashes of beautiful memories
in attempt to forget the ones that brought me to this pool of sorrow.
I fell into my pond of insecurities,
why was I the one who volunteered?
Lajah Apr 2014
Calling all day dreamers,
Keep your eyes shut
Don’t ever open them to this brainwashed society
Grip onto your soul before they come to take it away
Hide all your thoughts for they are quite possessive
Remind yourself that to be different in a world full of copies
Is to be a diamond in a pond full of rocks
Hold onto your heart as they come around with a hammer
Picture a daisy instead of the trash they all left behind
Imagine it is all just a fiction to numb the pain
Pretend the hurt in the world can all be cured with a band aid
Attempt to smile even when there is nothing worth smiling
Stay dreaming in this beautiful nightmare
Find the good hidden beneath these restless souls
Wear your crown of flowers although you are nothing but a peasant
Dance until the judgement is felt around the room
Calling all day dreamers,
Don’t ever wake up.
Don't open your eyes.

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