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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Days like these...the days that drag on and on If only it was quiet everywhere if only it were quiet inside my head Too bad, so sad this carefully orchestrated area of noise is just part of the elements that could transform someone of sound mind into a twisted hermit subject to tyranny of an adolescent mind more or less messed up as the adolescent carries an invisible shield hoping to be visible with it then fall from sight Days like these days that tend to drag on and on allows me to wonder, allows me to ponder the point of this institute, this foundation, this building a seven hour daycare from morning to afternoon watched and guarded; taught but meant to listen not to be heard Apparently, it's supposed to be a deterrent from a life of crime only the problem is it's just a basic preparation for the type of situation yet it's relevance is in question since it matters not What really digs under my skin so deep, so deep is I've made it through 11 years through this vicious cycle I have one more year to fight through but I vote against it I protest it I'd rather call it quits than to endure a horrible year again but I don't have a say in my safety, my own desires I'm not of age of such freedoms so I just sit back and play poker with the cards karma dealt What bugs me the most, what irritates me the most the part that hurts the most: All these years, it was social interaction amongst my peers said to be of great importance, top priority but what was the point in forming bonds deep, irreplaceable bonds if all the people I've seen if all the people I've spoken to if all the people I've labeled friends I may never see again... and it kills me to think most people wouldn't blink an eye most people wouldn't think twice the pedestrians of people wouldn't care at all It's an entirely different story in my eyes it's an entirely different story reading from my countenance the order of everything, the order of how these things are utterly wrong at least from the viewpoint of where I stand The shade that hides me cuts off my voice, my motives and I'm left unheard, unsound, voiceless Whatever the only word from my lips I'd gladly tattoo upon my chest I'm the only one because of the elements of this world hinders the elements of myself so I crash again in unattainable combustion the fire extinguisher of my composed friends plus this pen and pad permits me from rendering to ash and then who would I ask to... promise me, promise me to remember me, remember me The shade that would hide me would only blind me Days like these the days that drag on and on and on allow me to wonder, allow me to ponder the point of this institute, this foundation, this building A seven hour daycare? A fortress without bars? The shade that hides my presence just makes me a face in the crowd a bon-fire waiting to combust though my fire extinguisher of my own design keeps the fuel and oxygen out of the heat Will I be able to keep them around forever or will I never see them again I'd withdraw into my sanctum a cliffside overlooking a view for miles because withdrawn is the air when the wind fails to blow So if there's just an empty space occupying the empty presence of the ghosts that plays within my memories Who would promise me, promise me
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