Just Two Weeks
Just for two weeks – I said to impress that brown haired boy,
Two weeks turned into 12 hundred calorie ‘cheat days’
Turned into running at 5:30 to punish myself for having milk in my coffee,
Turned into missing social events,
Turned into hospital administrations,
Turned into recovery
Turned into self-validation and forgiveness
There is life at the end of the tunnel
Bombs Bombs Bombs
Bombs, bombs, bombs away,
What a way to keep them at bay,
Instead of peace and talks,
They use everything but rocks,
No fun, no laughter,
Only violence and slaughter,
When will this war ever end,
Said the man who lost all his friends,
Soon soon soon,
Said the politician with no means,
To stop all this money from rolling in.
‘What is the Meaning of Life?’
‘What is the meaning of life?’
One day my son said to I
Whilst he was sitting down on our grandmothers rug
On the grass outside, gazing longingly at the sky
As if I knew, being brought up in a society thriving on success and power
As if, holding the most power was the key to happiness in life
As if having pure emotions as a man was weak and shunned upon by certain others
As if, every man must be attractive and manly enough to get a wife
But what if it wasn’t like that
But what if life was more pleasant and kind
So I told my son ‘Life has no meaning
Life is cruel but don’t be pushed around places you don’t like
And don’t be pressured by ‘The Man”
‘Who is the man?’
‘He’s the person society wants you to be.’
Generosity
I am bonding tool
That ties people together
When in need
I am a safe space
For those with
Chronic anxiety
But those to whom I aid
Return the favour
As this centuries’ society
Are full with generosity
I Am
I am walked on
I am unappreciated
I am degraded because of my low grades
I am cat called by men
I am slut shammed by the women
I am “asking for it” yet not knowing I’m fridget
I am the friend that asks how’s everyone is doing but is not asked back
I am in a room full of people but feel so alone
I am not known, I am just being assumed
Boys & Girls
We live in a world
Where boys are to wear blue pants
And girls pink dresses
Boys are taught to fix cars
And girls to clean messes
They judge us for how we’re acting,
How we’re speaking,
How we’re dressing
They’re teaching us to create
And live in a world so depressing
We are taught to never let our guard down
And keep on pretending
If only they taught us
Self-acceptance is a blessing
Deep
Here is where I flow
And all my thoughts will go
Last time I was happy
I was still wearing nappies
My lips are unable to smile
I haven’t cried in a while
Is there something wrong with me
Or am I just lonely
I can pick up these broken pieces until it makes it right
But there still won’t be any sunlight
There for Me
They think you don’t care when I’m upset
But if they only knew
How much you’ve done for me since we met
You’re always there for me
Whether you’re close or far away
You never leave me be
Because you help me keep my feelings at bay.
You begged me to tell
What I was really feeling
I felt stuck in a shell
Until you helped me start healing.
A Parachute
I am a parachute,
Falling from the sky
Trying not to kill someone
As they try to fly.
Eight
At the age of eight
A man was at the gate
He told us we had to leave,
Behind me my mother grieved
I then went into the car
They told me we had to go far
They told me the family was nice
But I was given that advice twice
I arrived at the house
We sat there in silence
All I could think about was the violence
Eight years later
My life is much greater
Speed of Light
He hit the ground running,
At the speed of light,
The star was brightly shining,
Like a neon light.
I hear you calling,
I came back running,
Forgot that feeling,
Been so long coming.
My Voice
Ice caps melting
Animals dying
Children starving
So much happening,
Head won’t stop spinning
‘Just relax’
How could I consider it
When everything’s on the brink of collapse
This Year
Wow what a year,
But were still Here,
We should celebrate,
But we lost so much,
We lost kings and queens.
From Chadwick Boseman to Kobe Bryant,
Almost saw ww3 what horror it could of been,
This world is on the brink and let’s not start with climate change,
We lost so much but we still hold strong come on 2021 what have you got in store
One Day
My mom started screaming, startling me out of bed,
My alarm hadn’t gone off because my phone was dead,
I ran out to the kitchen see the time,
I had 15 minutes to get ready, a hell of a deadline.
I started rushing around like a bat out of hell,
I threw on my deodorant because nobody wants to smell,
I gobbled down my breakfast, brushed my teeth and went to loo,
But while running out I realised the dog pissed on my shoe.
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A potion glows,
A dark room now light,
A strange concoction of black and blue,
It was one hell of an interesting sight.
Should it be drank, thrown, closed or mixed,
Leave it be, I shall do,
On a shelf of that’s broken but should be fixed,
I walk away and leave it to glow another day.
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I’ve got no dad
It’s pretty sad
But my mom
Is pretty rad
I guess there’s her fella
He ain’t too bad
SpongeBob
Spongebob was in its prime
In the early years
With the seasons one two and three
But after the departure of Hillenburg
With the release of the first Movie
Now its a crap show
A show for general audiences and having some incredible comedy
To a crap show for babies