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Growing up can be hard
When those around feed you lies
Say you are better than others
Say that others are worse than what you are, for who they are,
despite the fact they cannot choose
That fact.
So the biggest change I’ve made in my life
And by far the best, that’s truly made me happy
Is leaving those who discriminated and hated
So I could allow myself to stand for what I believed
And believe in what I stood for.
No more fake me hating on people I so desperately wished to know about
Now I wish for those people to be seen as equals
And for me to make up for what I was as a younger me.
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I hate how sexualised women are,
no matter what we do it’s always futile
and if a woman is assaulted it’s always
“What was she was wearing”
instead of checking up on her, they blame her
instead of the man who knew what he was doing,
I feel like no one takes it seriously.
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From show-offs to blow offs
The world is a place full of things that are very restricting
Bertie
I miss you more and more each day,
I wish you’d never gone away.
Every day I miss your bark,
In my heart you left a mark.
You truly were my best friend,
I wish it didn’t have to end.
I don’t blame you for it at all,
Now you’re at your favourite spot, beside the wall.
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Toxicity is both lethal and hurtful, not cool especially in school
It looks around us, destructive to sensitivity
When it is key to helping us understand our world
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I hate the fact that transgender people cannot walk home at night
The fear and fright
Because of the “normal people” how normal is it to wish death on a group of people?
To beat and batter people who look and wish to be different from you?
People who only wish to be comfortable in their own skin their own body
and you want to exterminate them like bugs under your foot.
Normal is a word you made to justify your lunacy,
your fear of things you can’t understand
and don’t want to understand.
So do not lecture me on saving lives,
when you hate transgender people for simply looking for happiness.
The Best.
The brightly lit home,
In the lush, nice, bright place,
Alone in a room
Staring down the mirror with my face,
In a room with an erg,
And the chain in my hands,
Wishing to row in water,
But only a machine in land,
Seven days a week,
I train and I train,
Despite the freezing rain,
And the blistering pain,
I play my games.
I play them a lot,
But there’s more time for rowing
Despite the fact I want,
To be the best
The very best
At games,
At rowing,
At everything
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Going to the gym helps clear my head
Lifting weights pumps my head
The tiredness I feel means I’ve worked hard enough
The sweat that drips shows I’m on my way up
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Toxicity is like electricity
everywhere you go it’s like kinetic energy
People connect people, but don’t guess other people’s thoughts
unless you’re in their shoes
The version of me
What do I write, my heads going left and right, up, down, stop.
Silence, my heart suddenly drops.
The chaos of the quiet makes me finally feel seen
but what version of myself, I’m not keen.
It just isn’t me.
The sensible girl, the girl who knows right from wrong,
The girl who is worth more than the troubles she’s been through
I feel blue, but once again I find peace in the chaos, in the troubles in my life.
United
Kevin, Kevin, what a guy,
You were like my heaven, you never lie
Back in France, where we had the chance
To be friends without the distance,
Hopefully we’ll make amends, I have patience
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Friendship is healing
Friendship is safety
Friendship is feeling
Our friendship is caring
friendship is helpful
friendship is deep
It carries us when we are in need
It helps us through our lives
Our friendship is everything to us
Our friendship is not defined by words but by love.
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Turn “cant’s” into “can’s”
and dreams into plans
There is places to go and people to see
but I need to remember to just be me
There’s highs and lows and ups and downs,
but we have to always wear our crown
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This land is ours,
yet feels so vague.
They speak of spells,
of danger and plague
Yet when you dig,
and shovel and find,
The answer is,
the fragile men’s kind
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You push us down,
So you can stand tall.
You want us to drown
But you will have farther to fall.
You want us to be silent.
You want us to be docile.
You want us to sit quiet with a smile
You demand perfection of your design
You want us to quit
You need us to resign
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Every time I walk through these halls,
all I can think about is the times we’ve endured.
From boys who haven’t matured,
To the echo of gossip on the bathroom walls,
This place is hell, can’t wait to get out of here.
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I’m on the Dole,
I’m on a stroll,
on the way to get a chicken roll,
my father ran into a pole
on the way to collect his dole.
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The rain is constant
From Canada to Japan
It happens all over the world
And it’s very wet.
Once the rain falls
A new seed is planted
It springs up against the grass
And stands out amongst the rest.
From a seed
It becomes a flower
And shines in the bright sun
For the world to see.
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I’m writing on an iPad in school
I want to go and jump into a pool
But I’m sat here sitting on a boring stool
and I’m so bored it makes me want to snore
so, I want to go home and go on the dole
and go and get a chicken roll
and a drink, but my favourite colour isn’t pink
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The grass is green,
My name is Calum and I am fifteen,
I have green eyes,
My mother ate fries,
That is her favourite order,
My barbershop haircut cost a quarter,
In Ohio, born and made,
I got a low taper fade,
Mangoes and other fruits I need,
‘W’ Speed,
I go to school in the bus,
I am the impostor from among us,
These lines are enough,
This poem is so tuff!!
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I went to school done graffiti on the wall,
got pointed out and then felt the most vulnerable out of them all.
later it discovers a lot, what later to say, what later to not.
walnuts
Boys remind me of an uncracked walnut
their shell is tough and hard hiding away the nut like a barricade
it provides a fake sense of safety
But when a walnut is de-shelled
there’s flavour, it’s softer and easier to work with, it’s more enjoyable
You can eat a deshelled walnut but you can’t eat the shell
Stolen Glances
In crowded halls, I catch a glimpse – then look away,
Blue eyes that hold a storm behind their shine.
You smile like everything will be okay,
But I can see the cracks between each line.
You walk like you belong, like nothing’s wrong,
But silence clings to you like second skin.
Your back is straight, your mask is fixed and strong,
Yet in your eyes, I see the ache within.
I sit two rows too far to say your name,
And watch the way you drift through every class.
You’ll never know – to me, it’s not a game,
These stolen glances every time you pass.
A boy I want but never get to know.
A fire I feel but never let it show.
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I still remember the first time I drank
and for that I have my sister to thank
it started as a bit of fun until I did it to make my mind blank
I told my friends about what I think
to that they told me to have a drink
the thoughts in my head weren’t very nice
as I get poured a glass of vodka no ice
I don’t what this in my head I say
but nothing comes, out as I don’t want to seem gay