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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1994465
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




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