by Alex M
Why me?
Why was I put on Earth?
Why am I human?
Why do people consider me special to them?
Why was I created?
What purpose do I have in life?
Do I have any?
Why am I so smart?
Why am I so bitter with my life, but at the same time enjoy it?
Why do people judge me by my looks?
Why do I judge myself by my looks?
Why do I ask such questions?!
Why me?
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Sunday, June 14, 2009
These Are the Times
by Alex M
These are the times that try a man’s soul
The threads of life, they constantly pull
As time goes on people change
And the ways of old seem so strange
To where will people go?
Only life does know
Some are destined to be great
Some, to die is their fate
Some, to do what they are given
Others go for what they are striven
We are all God’s children
Still, we fight with our brethren
Although violence is not the way
Sadly, many say it is okay
Still, others fight for their rights
For many days and many nights
Thus we must become united as one
But it will be long before that is done
So, until our “leaders” come to their senses
We are all stuck within our home fences.
These are the times that try a man’s soul
The threads of life, they constantly pull
As time goes on people change
And the ways of old seem so strange
To where will people go?
Only life does know
Some are destined to be great
Some, to die is their fate
Some, to do what they are given
Others go for what they are striven
We are all God’s children
Still, we fight with our brethren
Although violence is not the way
Sadly, many say it is okay
Still, others fight for their rights
For many days and many nights
Thus we must become united as one
But it will be long before that is done
So, until our “leaders” come to their senses
We are all stuck within our home fences.
Don't You See
by Korey
There you are, always in my thoughts,
the one that I adore and love.
You once were mine, but no longer,
Could've stayed with me forever.
Time faded, as did our bond,
stripped away, we're not together.
But dont you see, or feel, or know
of the feelings i still have of you?
I cant hate you, its not in me .
I guess we werent meant to be.
So now you see, why my love is eternal-ly
flowing out in desperation.
Hoping someone, anyone will
notice me, need me...love me....
There you are, always in my thoughts,
the one that I adore and love.
You once were mine, but no longer,
Could've stayed with me forever.
Time faded, as did our bond,
stripped away, we're not together.
But dont you see, or feel, or know
of the feelings i still have of you?
I cant hate you, its not in me .
I guess we werent meant to be.
So now you see, why my love is eternal-ly
flowing out in desperation.
Hoping someone, anyone will
notice me, need me...love me....
Illusion
By: Yatzi Garcia
It happened to me once
And I have fallen again twice
The first time it happened it ended really crappy
And the second time I thought would have made me happy
I deceived myself more than once into an illusion
And there is no confusion
I thought at first “what the heck I’ll give it a try!”
And soon enough it ended with a heart broken and goodbye
It wasn’t all that bad, but I felt stupid
For I had fallen for that dumb game of cupid’s
It took me awhile
But soon returned my smile
For I had found something to lean on
Something that was never gone
A friend
Who apparently without noticing helped me mend
He was special, different, and extremely unique
And I can’t believe he was once a geek!
I got to know him and soon
I was the arm that he was leaning on
And as he did for me, I was never gone
We would talk for hours
And he once did give me a flower
I didn’t know what was going on
And I didn’t notice how stupid I was
For he and his actions were my flaws
Soon when I would see him it wasn’t the same
For again I had fallen in cupid’s stupid game
I was happy
And maybe sometimes quite snappy
But he didn’t care I was the awesomest person he had ever known
And that he told me on the phone
But then one day
He went another way
He wanted something else
That was not me
And that was the end of my love for he
I do not know what will happen
But he will be my friend no matter what
But I do promise to be the arm he leans on
And promise I will never be gone
So this was my illusion
And maybe staying friends might be the conclusion J
It happened to me once
And I have fallen again twice
The first time it happened it ended really crappy
And the second time I thought would have made me happy
I deceived myself more than once into an illusion
And there is no confusion
I thought at first “what the heck I’ll give it a try!”
And soon enough it ended with a heart broken and goodbye
It wasn’t all that bad, but I felt stupid
For I had fallen for that dumb game of cupid’s
It took me awhile
But soon returned my smile
For I had found something to lean on
Something that was never gone
A friend
Who apparently without noticing helped me mend
He was special, different, and extremely unique
And I can’t believe he was once a geek!
I got to know him and soon
I was the arm that he was leaning on
And as he did for me, I was never gone
We would talk for hours
And he once did give me a flower
I didn’t know what was going on
And I didn’t notice how stupid I was
For he and his actions were my flaws
Soon when I would see him it wasn’t the same
For again I had fallen in cupid’s stupid game
I was happy
And maybe sometimes quite snappy
But he didn’t care I was the awesomest person he had ever known
And that he told me on the phone
But then one day
He went another way
He wanted something else
That was not me
And that was the end of my love for he
I do not know what will happen
But he will be my friend no matter what
But I do promise to be the arm he leans on
And promise I will never be gone
So this was my illusion
And maybe staying friends might be the conclusion J
One Day With You
Jose
One Day With You
Will be the worst day of my life
and the happiest to remember
One Day With You
Will make all well
One Day with you
My wounds go well
One Day with you
my heart is full
One Day with you
My mind is sane
Once that day is over
It's back to pain
Where my wounds will swell
my heart will stop
my mind loses sanity
When the day is over
I'll await the next one
One Day With You
Will be the worst day of my life
and the happiest to remember
One Day With You
Will make all well
One Day with you
My wounds go well
One Day with you
my heart is full
One Day with you
My mind is sane
Once that day is over
It's back to pain
Where my wounds will swell
my heart will stop
my mind loses sanity
When the day is over
I'll await the next one
Friends
Jahcinda
Friends are there when you need them
Friends are like flowers
You can never have an enough of friends
Friends support when you try something new
Friends are forever
Friends are there when you need them
Friends are like flowers
You can never have an enough of friends
Friends support when you try something new
Friends are forever
Annapolis
Abby R.
Traffic. It is the first thing you encounter upon arriving in Annapolis. If you are fortunate, you may happen to spot a parking space among the crowded cobblestone streets. If not, you’ll eventually end up in a dimly lit parking garage searching for an unclaimed space.. Once parked, you emerge in the bright sun, anticipation coiling in your stomach as you make your way downtown. People of various ethnic backgrounds engulf the narrow sidewalks, and seagulls can be heard screeching overhead, keeping a sharp eye out for anything resembling food. Delicious smells waft from the doorways of numerous cafés and bakeries, filling you with a desire to sample their wares. If you should venture down a side street, you will surely encounter all manner of charming little houses. These quaint abodes sport brightly painted walls dripping with ivy, and the varied architecture is truly a marvel. Upon leaving this charming place, you will be filled with a desire to return.
Traffic. It is the first thing you encounter upon arriving in Annapolis. If you are fortunate, you may happen to spot a parking space among the crowded cobblestone streets. If not, you’ll eventually end up in a dimly lit parking garage searching for an unclaimed space.. Once parked, you emerge in the bright sun, anticipation coiling in your stomach as you make your way downtown. People of various ethnic backgrounds engulf the narrow sidewalks, and seagulls can be heard screeching overhead, keeping a sharp eye out for anything resembling food. Delicious smells waft from the doorways of numerous cafés and bakeries, filling you with a desire to sample their wares. If you should venture down a side street, you will surely encounter all manner of charming little houses. These quaint abodes sport brightly painted walls dripping with ivy, and the varied architecture is truly a marvel. Upon leaving this charming place, you will be filled with a desire to return.
An Autumn Stroll
Abby R.
A fall day such as this is rare
For as I walk I hear the sound
Of crisp leaves skittering across the ground
This mischievous autumn air
Entwines its fingers in my hair
Vibrant hues are all around
And cool refreshing scents abound
As I walk this trail without a care
Brittle trees whisper their woes
Small rodents scurry about
The Indian summer sun beats down
The chill air nips at my nose
As I continue this solitary route
I soak up these sights, and head back to town
A fall day such as this is rare
For as I walk I hear the sound
Of crisp leaves skittering across the ground
This mischievous autumn air
Entwines its fingers in my hair
Vibrant hues are all around
And cool refreshing scents abound
As I walk this trail without a care
Brittle trees whisper their woes
Small rodents scurry about
The Indian summer sun beats down
The chill air nips at my nose
As I continue this solitary route
I soak up these sights, and head back to town
O Wonderful Rain
-Dontavien Marine
O wonderful rain,
As you fall from above , the
sun changes the blue sky.
I was leaving town,
going to Maryland to
see my family.
I see my mother,
tending to the big garden.
She picks roses.
Crazy little dog,
how energetic but, you
are my dog Sassy.
O wonderful rain,
As you fall from above , the
sun changes the blue sky.
I was leaving town,
going to Maryland to
see my family.
I see my mother,
tending to the big garden.
She picks roses.
Crazy little dog,
how energetic but, you
are my dog Sassy.
Peace
by Alex M
What is peace you ask?
Well, answering that is no simple task
It could be a calm and gentle breeze
That feels cool but does not freeze
This breeze would be fresh and free
Like the air in Big Sky Country
Or the sounds of Music in the air
Such as Bon Jovi’s “Living On A Prayer”
How about taking a bath that is hot
In a Jacuzzi where all your worries are turned to naught?
Or maybe a wonderful sight
Of seeing a starry sky at night
Peace can be described in more than one way
Whatever you prefer hey, that’s okay!
What is peace you ask?
Well, answering that is no simple task
It could be a calm and gentle breeze
That feels cool but does not freeze
This breeze would be fresh and free
Like the air in Big Sky Country
Or the sounds of Music in the air
Such as Bon Jovi’s “Living On A Prayer”
How about taking a bath that is hot
In a Jacuzzi where all your worries are turned to naught?
Or maybe a wonderful sight
Of seeing a starry sky at night
Peace can be described in more than one way
Whatever you prefer hey, that’s okay!
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