In school they say you go to learn and more important find out who you are and what you want to do for the rest of your life. Can you really be finding out who you are when every chance you take to try to be an individual, they shove you down and say just act like the rest of the students. Now, I'm am not promoting the students who do stupid things just to get attention, I'm am talking about the kids who are creative. The ones who try to express the individuality through writing and art and other forms of expression, and all anyone does is push them down and tell them to shut up. Perfect example... my friend(who shall remain un-named), wroye a story, and it was a darker story, it had some things about death and demons. Well one day in class a teacher took his notebook and went through it, the teacher found the story and my friend was put on sucide watch!!!!! He is the one farthest from killing himself, and just because he tried to express himself through his writing, he was punished. If you are going to say that you need to find yourself in school, stop trying to fucking put us down when we want to express ourselves!!!!! Get your head out of your ass and tell us that we don't come to school to be and individual, we came to school to learn how to become a follower, not a leader. The put us in thoes little hell cells called classrooms and make us act the way they think a person should act, not the way we would act on our own. You try to mold us to be the perfect citizen, and when we don't fit in that mold, no matter how much you shove and push, and cut us to fit, we wont do it. So what do you do? You throw us away to be discarded and never thought about again. Well I have just one thing to say to you... FUCK YOU, YOU BULLSHIT PEOPLE, SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS AND FUCK YOURSELF WITH IT!!!!! Well now that that is out we can talk about something nice!
The outside is beautiful!!!!! Everything is covered in white and its silent. Its the most peaceful thing after a snowstorm. The animals are quite and there is no annoying cars and everything is wonderful. If life was always like this we would live in a peaceful world, but then that would get annoying. I guess you can never live in a perfect world, someone will always be an outcast, and that someone will make to world the most wonderful place. I wrote a poem in my freshman year and I would like to share it with you now... It has nothing to do with what I have been writinf about, I just found it a cople of minutes ago and thought I would put it on here...
MY ANGEL IN THE DARK
Down the hall you walk
Your head down,
trying to be invisible
No one sees you
No one even cares that you are there
But I do
You take my heart,
In the plam of your hand,
And hold it everlastingly,
But you don't know that
You are my angel
My shining star
You give me life,
But also take it away
Why can't you love me?
Why don't you want me?
I'm the only one who sees you
But you can't even see that
You try so hard
To be left alone
And yet you try,
To find love
Alove you can't have
You can't see how much
She doesn't want you
Or how much
I do
I need you to help me
I need you to hold me
I need you to be there for me
But you're not
And I can't live with that
So now I say goodbye
I don't want to
If only you would come,
To save me and make me stop
As I see you
Walk dowm the hall
Your head down
You never saw that I saw you
You never looked up to see
I finally get your attention
You hear that loud bang sound,
Your head turns like an owl
All the way around to see
So down I go
Onto the ground
Just lying there
As everybody screams
You run over to hold me
I ask if you see me now
Your eyes fill with tears
As you say you always have
Now you hold me,
In your arms
As I slowly slip away
Now you say you love me
But its to late
You waited to long
Your tears pour over me like a shower
And you know you did wrong
You start to yell
"Bring her back"
But its to late
My Angel in the Dark
I'm already gone.
I wrote this freshman year, and had to read it in front of class. After I got done with it, everyone in the class shouted and said that they loved it. the last year in the 10th grade we had to write a poem and I did not feel like writing another one, so I used this one. Once again I had to stand up and read it in class, but this time I got a different reaction. Instead of people saying they loved it and shouting, they sat there and staired at my like I was from another planet. then I get my paper back from my teacher a few days later, and she has written on it "This really scares me Amy". Well I guess if its a different audience you shall get a different reaction.
Song time...
Honey
BY: unknown
See the tree
how big its grown
but friend it hasn't been to long
it wasn't big
I laughed at her
and she got mad
the first day that she planted
it was just a twig
then the first snow came
and she ran out
to brush the snow away
so it wouldn't die
came running in all excited
sliped and almost hurt herself
and I laughed till I cried
She was always young at heart
kinda dumb and kind smart
and I loved her so
and I surprised her with a puppy
kept me up all christmas eve
two years ago
anf it would sure embarrass her
when i came in from working late
cause I would know
that shed been sittin there
and crying over some sad and silly
late late show.
And honey I miss you
And I'm being good
And I'd love to be with you
If only I could
She wrecked the car
And she was sad
And so afraid that I'd be mad
but what the heck
Though I pretended hard to be
Guess you could say she saw through me
And huged me neck
I came home unexpectly
and caught her crying needlessly
in the middle of the day
Andit was in the early spring
when flowers bloom and robins sing
she went away
And honey I miss you
And I'm being good
And I'd love to be with
If only I could
One day while I was not at home
While she was there and all alone
The angels came
Now all I have is memories of honey
and I wake up nights and call her name
Now my lifes an empty stage
where honey lived and honey played
and love grew up
And a small cloud passes over head
and cries down on the flower bed
that honey loved
And see the tree
hoe big its grown
but friend it hasn't been to long
it wasn't big
And I laughed at her
and she got mad
the first day that she planted
it was just a twig.
Its really an amazing song and the first time i heard it I cried. Well now that is my time for the night. Tune in tomorrow for something new...if I write tomorrow!!!! Love you all dearly!!!!!
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6 comments:
Amy babe I lovs you and I don't really agree with anything the school system does but over ooking things like that (even if it is just creativity in this case) is when Columbine happens all over again
I love your poem Amy. I would have liked to be in the second classroom in your 10th grade class, standing alone applauding it. Wow. I'm like beyond words. I'm very impressed.
why thank you neville!!!!! and megan! it was in the class that you hate so much with the teacher who despises you so much neville that nobody would say anything after i read it!!!!! funny how she doesn't like either of our writings but all we want to do is write for a living!!!!! She is trying to put us down!
agree with both. i luv that poem, it inspired me. but usually when anyone talks about suicide everyone gets worried, and rightly so. but i hope u werent talking about the teacher i think ur talking about, b/c that gave me yet another reason to not like her =p
but the story the friend wrote was not about killing them selves or anyone it was about wearwolves and they took it from him and made him look like an idiot!!!!! Mine was expected, the omly thing I write about is this stuff and everyone knows that, its how I write and everybody know that i would never kill myself! to many people would bring me back and kill me themselves!!!!! and yes i do believe it is that same teacher(hintt, she got hit in the face with a pie today at the pep rally)
Really enjoyed the poem. Very well written and expressive. (Totally new to this blog business: clicked on vampire in my profile and here I am lol)
My blog is naked right now. Just starting to add things - which I have NO idea how to do! Drop in if you like - I'll go make my first post even :D
Again, lovely poem.
Cat
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