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brokenperfection Aug 2014
to end the silence
we must first stand up and sing
for those who are mute
             ~*~
Alex Vice May 2014
The thing about us kids from America,
Is that we want everything now
There's poverty and mass hysteria
And everyone looks like a cow
We want it all
And we don't care how we get it
We won't fall
We are the kids from America
We'll never ever be like you
We are the kids from America
We are the chosen few
We are the kids from America
Dark Jewel May 2014
Disguised as a shadow,
Creeping among the pools of people.
I watch carefully.
Reading every movement.

My eyes glitter in the light,
It blinds me.
I blink once, twice.
I now can see.

Living in the shadows,
You see everyone change.
Around you they age,
And become wise.

No one senses what you feel,
You fake a smile to appease them at will.
They dont know my pain.

Now as I walk,
Within the pool of people.
A riot has started.
Between them,
And my people.

Dont test the shadows...

It may be your demise.
Walk  within the shadows..
Jazzelle Monae Apr 2014
your reasoning falters
it alters
it fails
your opinions
they matter
to you
and none else
your pride is weak
it's bleak
and it's sour
and this is why
we don't care
for your power
your reign?
it's a game
played in the dark
no lights for kings
no last remark
time to revoke
your rules
we call jokes
because in the end
this is what
you've provoked
© 2014 by Jazzelle Monae. All rights reserved.

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