Every one is just so- unnotified, About those on the other side
But, when I dream of stopping time, It's not for you and I
So don't make me explain, Your not really in my brain
nor in my heart, but I'm smart
and I'm playing stupid, So when I say
Screw you- I really mean it
Another one; Another memory to forget
I'm terribly sorry for the things I haven't said yet
Stop looking- I'm right here
Your walls don't move, mine do
And we all scream "Forget it!"
But, someday we'll turn around in our tracks
and stare at the footprints we made, and how,
the more time that passes and the more lessons we learn,
our footprints got a little bit bigger...
and then we look at our feet and say
"I've come a long way from then"
but, until then we can just say
Screw you- and we really mean it
Categories:
unnotified, imagination
Form: Free verse
A dollar bill is worth a day of letting your feelings come out to play.
knowing you live life in secretcy ,to not leting noone know your ways.
Fighting for aids,theres kids born with the outcoming virus..
Still theres parents out there that dont care,and scrunge like one eyed pirates.
Tears down a human beings face,is like the sun melted off the earth.
Knowing your the person that lives the life of aids,its never worth,,, it.
Theres knowledge,abilty to know something,unnotified,abilty to share.
Aids a growth spurt in many teens, the many teens that dont care.
A diease that kills the innocent,you know who you may be.
Aids is the heart of the devil,he likes what he sees.
Fight to stand for your conscious,be careful, grow old.
You are your own,treat your body like gold.
Categories:
unnotified, education, life,
Form: I do not know?