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I’m told I have a privileged life,
Told that I have it all,
Everything I need,
People tell me that there is no reason,
No reason at all to be blue
Or down, or depressed.
Though there is one thing,
That everyone forgets,
Money can’t buy happiness
Money can’t make the pain go away,
Joy escapes me most of the time,
Only appearing in small bursts that fade.
Why does everyone think
That privilege breeds pride,
It doesn’t make people go away
Doesn’t stop the bunch from hurting,
The words from cutting though you,
Puncturing your heart and poisoning your mind.
Scared of the Future
I’m scared of the future and what it might hold
But I can’t stay in the present as I know I won’t grow
They say there’s no pressure but that’s all I feel
So many decisions and choices to make and I still don’t know what’s my ideal
A standard to meet and being compared
Fills me with pressure and is why I’m so scared
I want to look at future me
And be proud of what i’ve done and who I will be
Covid
COVID Forbid,
How you thought you’re life was gonna go kid
Frustration permeates the nation
All we hear about is virus mutation.
You’re sitting annoyed about the friends you can’t meet
While people are out protesting on Grafton Street.
Regardless of your politics here’s my simple COVID wake up
Stay Safe, Stay Home and Mask Up
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You think you know me
You think you understand
But how can you understand something
You can’t even see
How can you see the thoughts that pound against my skull
How can you see the feelings that are constantly shoved
Down and down and down because broken is weak
And I refuse to be broken.
I refuse to let you see
Because you don’t understand
Because you are not me.
I Remember the Day
I remember the day as if it were yesterday
Sitting in classrooms and hearing students screech with joy
2 weeks off school
That was the last time things were normal
Now we sit at a desk
Staring at a screen
Wondering where our teenage years are going
Staring out at the quite streets and wondering if it will be normal again
The normal hustle and bustle of people going to work
Now we just sit and look out the window
Imagining our old lives
What we should be doing with our teenage years
But instead we sit inside
Reminiscing on the days we spent out in the sun
Playing sports, hugging friends
But now we’re stuck inside
Stuck with this never ending routine
Constantly stuck with having overdue assignments
This isn’t how any of us envisaged our teenage years
But make the best of it
They say
After all these are the best years of your life
The best years of your life being stuck in a global pandemic
With little to no light at the end of what it seems as this infinite tunnel.
Lockdown after Lockdown
Masks are the everyday normal
Oh to see the day when we can take off these masks and live our real normal
Women in Sport
It’s uncool why?
But you’ll go to the lads cup tie.
Lads and their rugby
But girls mustn’t
Or else they’ll be ugly
I don’t get it
Why you think bias
I’ll say try us
Come out
They’ll say “snowflake”
I’ll say “I’ll be your headache”
The Red Planet
In a world that is ruled by the red
A place where people follow a system that they thought dead.
A ideology that washed over the world like a tsunami
Where capitalists submit to the commie.
In the past seen as a plague, survives to this day
Ruling the world stage through foul play.
World superpowers see it as a threat
But do nothing out of fear of debt
Shock
We get trapped in the image who we are built to be
Tethered by the prejudice the world bestows
Upon the men and woman follows leaders unknown
Personalities and opinion merge into one
Hating for no reason to a group who are apart from our own
The Stress
The stress of one life really gets to me,
In times of lockdown thinking what it could be,
Whether I’d be experiencing my teens or thinking of what I could’ve seen,
But this view in life is detrimental to glean,
So when I sit back when I’m eighteen and think of the time gone by,
I won’t let the morbid memories fester inside,
But cast the regrets and dark memories aside.
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I don’t really know what to talk about but I guess here goes,
I grew up with a lot of insecurities not many people know.
I realised when I got older that most people don’t really care,
Whatever feelings I have I never want to share.
I’m not really depressed but I’m not really happy,
I just wait in my room for days to pass by me.
Stuck in my Head
Stuck in my head for a long time
Locked it’s home like I got framed for the wrong crime
Speaking of framed my frame of mind cloudy can’t picture being free
People In my life, but are they thinking about seeing me?
Being me ain’t been fun but there’s more to life than feeling g
Struggle makes a champ so if you don’t know now I’m healing see
Could never get caught dealing I’m just dealing with the issues
Hate seeing Mumzy crying I’m appearing with the tissues
Cause she raised me by herself, I raised myself too
Access to the pain relief just hoping I don’t misuse
My mind is always racing, only escapes are rhyming and ball
The timing of all this pain could leave you crying and small
Could leave you climbing and tall feels like I’m climbing a wall
The depression keeps on ringing I’m declining the call
Me and the Boys
Me and the boys after lockdown
Me and the boys have spent so much time in lockdown
We have runs out of games and emotions are at an all time down.
Its an endless cycle i beg someone makes it stop.
Some of us are doing worse then jürgen klopp.
But there is a light at the end of the tunnel,
Getting vaccine through a funnel.
Me and the boys storming through stephen’s green.
While sipping on that ice cold lean.
Me and the boys after lockdown
We’ll live our best lives not a single frown
Watching manchester united handed the premier league crown.
Brown Bread
The sequel
Don’t even talk to me about white bread
It such a waste a time
Eww eww eww it’s completely refined
Making me vomit and throwing up so much
I said don’t talk to me about it
Hush hush hush
Brown Bread
Brown bread I have for breakfast brown bread I have for lunch
Super super tasty I also have it for brunch
It is eaten for every meal. Enjoy with butter
Definitely don’t prefer oatmeal. # I always have it for supper
Served toasted and warm
Eating brown bread is the norm
Why is it so good you ask ? With all it’s seeds of glory
In a way the brown bread is telling a story
Well that’s the end that’s my light ramble
Stuck in a corner, no right angle
Feeling quite dark, no bright candle
Real life shambles, but I’ll handle