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This is poetry about school,friends and what
you can do |
A thousand eyes stare matching their deadly glare to hard to see to hard to watch a blur even when your not sure that you are standing demanding to be seen like someone in your dream The poison drains out of your mouth the blood begins to seep in, you wanna shout but all you can do is listen to the beat, the feet banging harder against the ground like an eerie sound. One day your on top of the world, next day your down on the ground bothered by those weird feelings like your entraped below a low ceiling Now you can't get out a whisper comes near and the fear draws in what can you do now but raise a brow Your a number like everyone else a book lost on an old distanst shelf, you feel so lost inside and so drained of heart like you weren't handed a part There is a lost void in your body you can't feel something under anything you can't deal Friends and enemies curse them both and equally they turn against you too and share the hate for you and nothing you do will they recognize your fate, it's late in time you feel unwanted bummed that you runned from your troubles Talk is their ally they use them like weapons and curse them when they want you to fall Bang! you hit a bouncing ball No you don't feel as tall anymore rather shot down by a gun of strength of power that is a devorour of your love and destinations Where do you go from here? Now you decide, take the steer |