a poem written for an english assignment about authors that i love |
You asked us yesterday why we decided with Real world lit That line stuck in my head the whole night I wanna feel I want to feel it all Happiness, sadness, empathy, sadness AND mostly pain Because the thing about pain it's meant to be felt I want to learn about the now And feel in the now I want Anis to mean it when he tells me to shake the dust And I want Dean to take me in and screw me over And I want my pops to see the calluses that have formed just beneath my fingers But the thing about wanting is having the balls to go out and get it. That's what's going to help me out there Not the square root of 60 The real helps me with the realism Example aids the inexperienced I've been numb for a while Floating on a cloud Floating by through life with my hands open Touching everything yet passing right through me But I've realized everything leaves a mark I have scars all over I have one of a sailboat above my heart given to me by Dr.Seuss He gave it to me, and with a faded whisper told me "For all the places you'll go" All the scars facing different directions Like the troubles of a kid understanding that the sprinklers are only available when the sun is happy and alive It's been foggy ever since Mr. Sugermann cut up the newspaper For morning news Its all been cloudy until Mr.Lown. He introduced me to Malinda Sordino And the powers of art through pains eyes He showed me the intricate yet simple ways of saying hello through Charlie's eyes Allowing Scout to hold my hand Showing me the bible sin to not let the mocking bird sing He gave me a flashlight in the dark hallway. where Mr. Kerouac was waiting for me. Sitting in his rocking chair Mad As ever He told me the answers to it all Yet seemed to be missing it all Missing the key The key, which Hazel Grace gave me It said Life Is Hard Each ridge on the key representing each battle And all the ones i'll have to overcome Because we're all on a roller coaster that goes up. But we have to celebrate As Alexander and Jade said to me last night: Come celebrate life is hard Come celebrate life is hard All life is all we are That's real That makes me feel In this world filled with barriers and suit of armour My armors made out of the real But it's only the wounded who know how to heal |