Hunger
A hunger that needs
A hunger to feed
Like a machine
Yet acts so serene
Weak on the outside
But strong as the tide
Through the evolution
Was created a solution
Unknown to the land
Well known to the hand
It goes far a stray
To return another day.
New Kid
The door opens with a creak on oily hinges,
As our teacher ushers a shy, unkempt child into the room,
Nervously, the new kid looks around,
But all he hears is the sneering sound,
Of kids as they look at the new shiny toy,
But fail to see that he is just a boy,
Who wants to be welcomed just like you and me,
However it is hard to be,
When your skin tone,
Makes it hard, when you’re all alone.
The man I am
He hates that he can’t talk to girls
without having a relationship
and can’t just be friends.
He hates that when he does talk to girls
that he just wants to be friends with
he try’s to hard to show he’s not into them
by being stupid or rude.
The man I am wishes
that we could talk like civil people
to others and not act like children.
Seconds Out
Gloves are tied
My brain is fried
Nervous for this fight
I hope it’s not an early night
Listen to my coaches they say
But I might be unconscious at the end of the day
His hands are fast
But my knowledge of this sport is vast
When he threw the kick I knew he would slip
Jesus the place that trained him must be a kip
He’s mentally leaving the ring
When I get that belt I’ll be the king
With my arm raised
And he’s still dazed.
Who I love
The man I Am
gets judged when people
find out who he loves.
The man i am loses
all his friends
when they find out
who he loves.
The man i am
wishes he could’ve chosen
who he loves.
Caged
Trapped in a prison of my own creation
Belittling people of my own kind for social gains
I run away from my trauma instead of facing it
Everyday I suffer for the challenges I put upon myself
Unreal expectations of who I feel I have to be
My fathers troubles loom over me everyday
Like a grey cloud on a warm day
Struggling to keep a secret
I so desperately want to share.
To Feel Different
What does it mean to feel different?
Is it not liking sports like every other person your around?
Is it having such a wide variety of interests that you can’t relate to no one?
To feel different is to feel like you belong no where.
To fully understand your feelings your every emotion, to know you have amazing friends and family but yet, I feel like I don’t belong.
I understand I’m different in many ways, I understand that everyone is different, no one can be the same.
But why do I feel this way?
Before thinking about how I would feel, I think about how others would feel.
Instead of putting myself first like I see so many others do I put those I care about before me.
I cant say what it means to feel different.
But I can say how I feel different.
And saying so makes me different.
Am I ok with that?
This Person
I think to myself if this person exists
A person who only helps and assists
A person who dreams of success far away
A person who doesn’t let narrative pull him away
A person who tries and tries to achieve his goals
A person who doesn’t try to destroy peoples souls
A person who can’t wait to be happy and free
Oh yes, I know a person like this
That person is ME.
Shades
Through shades of gray
I pray one day
someone will see me for me,
such a stern belief on the erratic stigma
towards being vulnerable.
Burn it leave it vegetated
“oh how sigma you conceal those emotions”
such ignorance that should be pierced
of those who reach out for caprice of life,
but in truth they fear the eigengrau
within the soul,
a fear to not tear
or to fold to non-norms;
the tabuu. to be born different
is immaculate and
I pride myself in it,
finding that silver lining,
more people should consider
that idea I believe.
Hope
I wake up everyday
Wanting prosperity for people
Whether it’s being supportive
Or people needing support
I will hope
People may be different
But we will support them.
The Man I Am
is the people I love,
Family, Friends and the Lord above.
The Man I am is the things I enjoy,
Sports, Video Games, other things even a small toy.
The Man I am is the things I feel,
Touch, Emotions all these things oh they are so real.
The man I am are the things I do,
Help, console, for the poor I’d give a shoe.
The Man I am is the people I love,
Family, Friends and the Lord above.
That Person
Be the person that cares for others
the person who loves one another
Be a person who steps out of a comfort
Be a person who shows emotions not hide them
Be a person who respects others
Be the person that puts kindness into the world
Be the person that inspires people
Be the person that connects to others that helps the people around you
Be the person that is full of joy
Always be that person the shows the real you not a fake front.
Be the person that cares
Be the person that shows kindness respect
and have passion for who you are and what u believe in
What you put out into the world comes back to you.
One Day
One Day I’ll do it all
One Day I’ll stand tall
And one day my dreams will come true
By seeing it through
Even when it was “Wierd”
But for now, I keep my head down
And tick off every day by day
Hoping that I’ve done enough
So in the future, I’ll be the man I strive to be
But for now I keep my head down
And wait for One Day.
Being Human
It is one of the hardest experiences,
Going through different emotions and times,
But still only having to be yourself half the time,
You have dreams and aspirations and other things you desire,
But most of the time you don’t think your going to make it through the fire,
But if you try and you never give up,
You never know what might be in the other side of the fire
Why don’t you feel loved?
It’s because don’t look in the places you should,
You look for it look for it in the people who don’t care,
The people who don’t share,
The ones who just laugh and mock
By putting up up walls and hiding cracks
No one will ever love you back,
So be yourself,
Do it with pride,
And once you stop looking for love, you might just find the one ,
The one might not be a future a wife
It could just be a friend for life
This is why you don’t feel loved.
Rinse Repeat
Life
It gets repetitive everyday,
Wake up, brush your teeth and go to school with dismay,
Come home do homework, and wonder why is it the same thing everyday?
Surely there is more to life than this
at the end of the day we are just kids
To Be Human
Being a human is to love each other.
It is to care about the world.
Being a human is to not care about the differences.
It is to view the world as a safe haven.
Being a human is to see each others mistakes
But now it is to hate each other.
Now being human is to make fun of each other.
It is pointing out the differences.
Now being a human is seeing the world dangerous.
Can being a human change who we truly are inside of us?
Mankind
I believe mankind is strong in many ways,
Being able to help those in need,
Discovering and inventing new things just because we can,
Vanquishing those who do wrong,
And most of all caring for those who love us.
This is Ireland
This is Ireland green fields
To mean streets kids with sweets
And granny’s that greet
Here in Ireland we love our land
There is alaways people to lend a hand
This is our little honest land.
Be someone
Who isn’t afraid
to stand out and be different.
Someone who will help
a person at their lowest
not be afraid
to receive help from others.
Be yourself.
The Road
This is what i think to be a man,
I try to be as big and strong as i can,
I push though school pretending its fun,
But what im doing is near to none,
All i wanted to do was run and burn some steam,
But they wanted me to stay as a ‘team’
They never tested hard work
Forcing me to do stuff i dont want with a kick up the buttock,
School always felt like a jail,
When all i wanted to do was play for Sale,
The Aviva was where i wanted to go,
But i was just too slow.
The Black Sheep
Time flies by and yet the sheep in the field stay close by,
following one another, not knowing where the road leads to.
However, when tragedy strikes,
a sense of panic arises within the sheep,
one foolishly, cowardly copying another.
Little did they know there was a black sheep among them,
who unlike the others, believed in himself
and followed the road in his heart,
the road that led him out of tragedy,
the road that saved him.
Off I go
Up to the city ready to play
Run through everyone bounce up dunk the ball
Home I go where all the fun falls
I go to school where no one knows me
Just waiting for the weekend so people can see
I do enjoy life in the right place and time.
From the Cot
Not long out of the bed
I pull the jersey over my head
The boots onto my feet
Hoping not to get beat
I step onto the pitch
In the starting pack
With number 2 on my back
In goes the ball
It creates a maul
Which gets the winning try.
My Rocks
I have a lovely life with some rough times
But there is always loved ones keeping me in line
Whether it’s my friends or loved ones helping me with kindness
There is always people helping me into the brightness
Without these people I’d be lost
This is why they mean more to me than anything with a cost.
Alarm Bell
The alarm blares every school day
I hate waking up
I hurl myself out of bed
But I still get up and get ready
Cause I never back down or give up