I can no longer hide, I admit that I cried
When I heard kids went live, and committed suicide
They had no one to confide, felt they had it worse
Feeling like life ain't a blessing, just bad,and a curse
And no verse is gonna give back their young lives
But I strive, to voice their hurt, through my eyes
Everybody wants fame, people to remember their name
To see they're distinctive and not all the same
A tear from the soul, they can no longer hide
A broadcast of their past, is told worldwide
Is someone listening? Does someone care?
Is anyone gonna stop me? Or just wait and just stare?
1,000 friends and no one did a damn thing
Empty words were blurbed, does that count as the same thing?
Hidden pain with no refrainment, is not entertainment
Watching but not helping for your infotainment.
Categories:
refrainment, anti bullying, bereavement, child,
Form: Rhyme
Do not befall to the image of society,
for it is the place where melancholy thrives,
where everything seems anything but piety,
and the feeble are left to die.
Society is merely a false hope,
to suppress its reality,
a deception where no one can cope;
A Tarnished World of Lost Identities.
Identity; The evident savior to humanity,
to abolish the illusion of aristocracy,
and made to serve as a refrainment from insanity,
yet to obtain, one must embark on an odyssey.
Lest we not succumb to this infamous illusion,
as all that will proceed is an evident allusion.
Categories:
refrainment, identity,
Form: Sonnet