St. Jarlath’s College, Tuam, Co. Glaway.

A Life so Free

As I breathe, as I think, I feel that I’m agreeing
To the contract for life, a life like a cage
A cage on my heart, my soul, my very being
but in truth, in honesty, It’s a life so free

I had believed, I was trapped by responsibilities,
But I had seen a light, seen the skies
Of my freedom, of kingdoms of my wildest of dreams
And all I believe, is my being oh so free

The Youth Stealer

You can read me like an open book
But it’s a mighty struggle to turn the page
I was born with a sense of worth
My parents backs ache from carrying my deluded sense of pride.
And I have the decency To think,
That somehow, I’m more superior
to someone fighting the same battles with a blunter sword.
It’s a relentless fight against the system
To think the only battles won
are the purple bruises bloodshot on my lips
I pour my very own blood & sweat into what I believe is the final prophecy
My reflection, who once encouraged me, now sneers at my hopeless efforts
As she begins to fade away. I am what, my failures perceive
Simply normal as others
If I was branded by the same brush as the rest of the paintings around me,
which one paint the picture of the history books
I sit lazily, in front of my television.
Dead documentaries, and the never-new news.
Superheroes fight and choke each other through the blurry lines on TV
Jealous of the detectives, who are able solve the mysteries in their own lives
But instead of reaching for the stares, I live a life drowned in glamourous fiction.
I lock myself in my bedroom, and baffle myself with every tale and story,
Never to set foot in the eerie outside for the rest of my youth.
Because I wish to be young,
What nonsense, who would ever want to write that story again

People Around me

My classmates sitting around me
as I write this poem
I can’t express my feelings and thoughts with words
I would feel judged
but that’s okay I don’t care about others opinions on me
well I do but im trying not to anymore
I’m not sure what’s wrong
I feel alone but with I have people around me

The Club Is Life

The hopefulness of playing for your county
But county is temporary club is life
If you do your club proud your doing your home proud
Impress your friends and family for the club and you will be a legend
The thrill of beating the neighbouring parish and as the great Babs Keating said
Donkeys don’t win derbies

Now ill leave it hear with just three more lines
Its nice to hear the other teams whine
Red sky  Corofin night
If u say up Caherlistrane your right

Endless Expectations

As I lay awake, no sleep no dreams
Not an empty head, just endless worries as the cars scream
Down the streets outside my house, lit up with beams,
Not a care in the world, they seem to have
Just where to go next, check the sat-nav
How do they do it? I need to know,
This is my third sleepless night in a row
Racism, sexism, people hooked on blow
And I’m worrying about how to say hello

Sports is Life

Sport is life oh sport is life
The thrill of waking up in the morning waiting for a match or training
Ambition to get out on the pitch and play ball and do your best
If the grass is green
Play ball

Clean Slate

This pain is starting to sting
at home its restricting
It’s not a bad thing
Maybe i’m just being kept straight
I get all these thoughts most are with hate
Through this sadness it opens a gate
I will be great
But I need a new mental state
And maybe a clean slate

Endless Expectations

As I lay awake, no sleep no dreams
Not an empty head, just endless worries as the cars scream,
Down the streets outside my house, lit up with beams,
Not a care in the world, they seem to have,
Just where to go next, check the sat-nav,
How do they do it? I need to know,
This is my third sleepless night in a row,
Racism, sexism, people hooked on blow,
And I’m worrying about how to say hello.

Long Winter Day

I don’t know what to say
I’m feeling tired
On this long winter day
I can’t rhyme something with tired
So I dunno what to say
Shoutout to big chubby
You’re a real one rest in peace my guy
You will be missed
You make good french fries

The Village

Of all the villages that I know,
It is miles the best and that is so
With acres of fields and plenty of stock
The villages community is like a rock
New Village City by the name
The quality of people puts the rest to shame
Sheep, Horse, Pig and cow
You would find everything here except a row

Fortnite Turkey

What is the purpose of life Fortnite balls
Like Kanye East rapping my comment
While i’m wrapping my present
Its just for me because its Christmas
I’m eating turkey scuba diver joe