Best Peer Pressure Poems
Peer pressure of the worst no matter who they are
They can be a boy or girl that they believe to become martyr's
Strapped to these young souls, is something they just don't understand
Yet the cowards who persuade them to miss, becoming a woman or a man
What, where, why or when, does this quest justify it's means
For it arises in the warped depraved, in twisted confused dreams
For in this book that they all crave about, this they cannot do
It's against their religion to request the suicide of you
For all their Cleric's whom they are, they sit and witness so
Not one has ever spoken out, to stop this exploding blow
Why is this I ask myself, for they fear the bullet of a gun
Because it's easier to suppress their young, terrorism has again begun
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Thinking back when I was young
I still recall your bitter tongue
you guys weren’t fooling anyone
behind those plastic smiles.
She felt the daggers in her back
and as she passed I heard you laugh
I’m sure she felt the aftermath
of your relentless wiles.
Your loyal cronies all stood by
and watched as you demoralized
and tortured her with callous lies
she choked and ran away.
I saw her crying in the queue
and I just didn’t know what to do
I felt as much to blame as you
because I’d looked away.
A football game, perhaps a dance
I’d meet her if by happenstance
and hoping for a second chance
to fix things, I would try.
Years have passed I think of her
I wonder how her life endured
all the pain from you and yours
…and now it’s me who cries.
When we went to high school
We’d do best to fit in
And our popularity was measured greatly
By the number of our friends
We dressed up in the fashions
That everyone would wear
And only spent time listening
To the gossip out there
And our thoughts and our values
Would always be in sync
And our cliques controlled us
And told us what to think
And if anyone would deviate
From the usual, standard norm
They surely would be bullied
And undoubtedly be scorned
And now what does it matter
What is the current trend
Before it was important
And now it reached its end
And where are all the people
That we were influenced by
The ones that terrorized us
The ones that made us cry
They’re likely not accomplishing
As much as what they thought
And not absorbing everything
That their lives have brought
Renounce the uniformity
And need for assimilation
It leads to disappointment
Resulting in frustration
One time it was essential
And vital to belong
We now see its triviality
And this doth makes us strong
The burden of conformity
Can be baseless and be unkind
Stand out and trail your own road
Your existence’s great design
Oh! How difficult is peer pressure,
It is the identity measurer.
It is knowing who you really are,
When others say you are not who you are.
It forces you to measure up,
To things that you should give up.
It causes you to lower your standards,
To follow those who are wayward.
It leads to unbalanced compromise,
That results in your own demise.
So, don’t bow to peer pressure’s tyranny,
Your own identity is your destiny.
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By: Dion Penville
In high school, he was ridiculed,
for his stance on alcohol,drugs and sex.
He was mocked of his bold decision,
He was pressured to try drugs,sex,
smoking and alcohol.
He was forced to do many things contrary,
to school regulations.
But he took precautions into consideration,
and being exceedingly tactful against pressure.
Having goals about what he wanted to do with his life,
and working towards achieving those goals.
His manner of life at school was to treasure himself first,
to respect his body, and not to harm himself__
He had one body which he treated with respect,
He did not waste his time on unnecessary things;
a short term solution to ruin his life.
He had alternatives from doing bad things
that will bring him down.
He was busy___still socialise,of course,in health ways:
such as sports,community ,and church projects.
Volunteer work provided him more incentives,
to gain personal enrichment from serving others.
Nobody prevailed to force him to do something,
he did not like to do,
He took a bold stand which was important,
and earned him respect.
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Intellectual peer pressure
The faces change from smiles to sneers
from effusive praises to contemptible jeers.
A man whose wisdom has been seen for years
now forced to face his prideful peers.
A man whose intellect is simply beyond compare
those who read his works just stop and stare.
How can someone hold their own and debate such a man?
His thoughts and reasoning's are as well laid out plans.
His eloquence, his observations, are without any match
outwitted, his enemies, launch and scheme a hateful attack.
He knows their devotion, to unproven theories, is like a religion
He does not cower as he faces their vitriolic words of derision.
The odds are against him, hundreds to one, but he declares his faith in God!
Silence is deafening for a few moments, then one brave soul applauds.
The crowds turn against the two of them, in a heated hateful rage
Ignorance and prideful enmity, is clearly on display!
Without acknowledging that he might be right, they were both voted out!
But, forevermore in the back of their mind there is that lingering doubt...
John Derek Hamilton
February 16,2016
If i don't groom my
hair like the cock,
and return from home
before night clock,
nor did i wear a jean
rag
they'll say i don't have
swag.
Did he flirt around?
jane,julie ,he has girls
abound?
Did he pencil his
trousar or wear it
below his waist?
No! Was always the
answer, ah! They say
my youth is a waste.
If i don't drink
and i don't smoke
they'll say my
maturity is still shrink
and the notification i
get is a poke.
But i know who i am
i know what i am
though their pressure
be strong as a cyclone
i'll remain THAT
DECENT BOY!
blazing hot like cayenne pepper,
especially in adolescent years,
malleable youths
bend and capitulate
to peer pressure;
grown folks take the bait, too.
it could be a simple
"try this like the rest of us cool kids!"
or just an effortless nudge of
"you're missing out!"
to descend
an impressionable youngster
down
down
down
the rabbit hole
of insidious seduction.
the benefits of peer pressure are there,
though few and far between.
It's challenging for a lone hold-out
to resist the temptation
of wading in deep into
the muddy waters of coercion
when all his "cool kids" buddies
have crossed over
to the dark side.
no matter your relationship
with anyone forcing you to try
or do anything that goes against
your belief system,
your moral code, say no
if you feel even a tad uncomfortable!
refuse to go down
the primrose path of uncertainty.
don't allow yourself to be
handcuffed, or guilt-tripped
into walking down the road to regret.
It's best to abandon ship,
or better yet, don't board
if any proposition feels false.
Date written: 11/20/2022
Lazy feels like quicksand
that can't afford to move.
And everything it's pulling down
won't have a price to prove.
Technically, not a sea at all,
Lake Superior churns up its share of sea storms.
There is not a lot to do in Marquette, Michigan:
Except for high school drivers to "buzz the gut",
Or cruise past a courthouse where "Anatomy" was filmed.
You could smoke dope or drink underage
Under a disused, fourteen story ore pocket dock.
Rusted off shards of flat black paint
Fall on the gently sloshing waves.
There is a breakwater of dumped cement blocks
That has a chain-linked fence and sign that says,
DANGER! NO TRESPASSING!
But of course, the young ones do.
And better yet if a sea storm comes.
Maritime law forbids including those who drown
As sailors lost at sea.
Lessen your crimes now and give ear to me
Perhaps I can still make you understand
How a force for bad you've chosen to be
To many in the firm grip of your hand.
You cajole the one, abash the other;
Promise acceptance, threaten rejection.
All in an unfair attempt to smother
The voice of good, and enthrone perversion.
Do I wish you were not in existence?
Would I really snuff the life out of you?
Far from it, I recognize the potence
In you to cheer and uphold what is due.
Decide, then, to turn a new leaf today,
And I may have good about you to say.
Some tell me, go along with your peers.
Everyone does it, there's no need for fears.
Is it courage to simply go along with the crowd?
Courage is clearly the path that stands out. If I'm allowed:
Webster's defines courage:
Mental or MORAL STRENGTH
to face danger without fear.
( capital letters added for emphasis )
It's not the popular way, so I may be rejected or spurned,
but I'll wait for marriage and trust God as I've learned.
The one who wins me as his better half, (lol)
Must use his sense of humor when peer pressure comes, and laugh.
("Halves of a Whole", 2019, original encaustic)
The Great Paradox of Being
The great paradox of being
is simple really.
It’s that no matter how confident we are
in our own experience and values,
that can all be thrown into question
by our experience of others.
Why is it we let other’s reactions and judgments
weaken our resolve, and confidence in being who we are,
the only thing we ever really know,
the only thing we should never really doubt?
The great paradox of being
is the reality of being a social animal,
individually grounded
but socially dependent
in need of acceptance and validation
warmth and nourishment
knowing in our bones
from hard knocks and harsh words
that no matter how strong
we can’t do it alone.
The great paradox of being
is simply being both
one and many.
(11/17/23)
Walking through the halls unopposed,
Seeking weakness and pillaging fears,
Bullying the weak and it’s all cheers,
All those around with their eyes closed.
Large crowd, feeling alone; enslaved behavior,
Tied and bound to posts of false peers,
No one here seems to be as they appear,
Looking around seeking help from a savior.
Where are angels, the volumes they speak,
All over the socials, videos and internet,
Protection from demons whom all forget,
Yet, no voice for the one whom seeks.
To act in good faith for the ones in need,
False angels, the peer pressure they require,
It must change, their mindset in crossfire,
Else the slave here continues to bleed.
Distrust lies in my heart, I’ve learned the hard way
That even those who you think are for your best are for their way
I was unaware of reality, so my opinions were swayed;
I was left alone, I felt like no one wanted to stay
I remember carrying a lot of darkness in my head;
Before I walked into school, in my stomach, I felt dread:
But I held my nose to the grind, I knew I had to stay ahead
There was a lot blood, sweat and tears I shed
This weighs heavy on me, I worked hard for so long;
After all I struggled through, I pulled through strong
I went through enough to write about it in a song
I was wondering why this hell seemed to reign for so long
Criticized for chasing fame but I don’t let it bring me shame
The pain and suffering almost drove me insane;
I was using substances to ease the trauma in my brain
So I really have nothing to lose, only to gain
They think that they know me from how they speak on me
I don’t have time to engage in the absurdity;
My attention is focused on creating a better future for me
I swear I’ve dealt with so much B.S. that I just want to be free