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My * Between - the - lines * Poems
Well, for some odd reason, this got a good reception at deviantart,
so i wanted to see what you guys thought of it... i might add more later. Scape Goat In a country like ours, In a land far away, Under different stars But same in most ways The elections were here For their new president, And all you could hear Were speeches for the next "contestant" The choices were two, Mr. Smoe or S. Goat And everyone knew For whom they would vote He saved us before When the buildings came down So let's have some more, Who wants a new guy around So S. Goat won Although some wandered why, Though, he was the son Of some powerful guys So everything was fine, And the country was sound, But someone was lying Up in government town The first time it happened, They all looked away While the Feds' camera's snappin' Their everyday Then once again S. Goat messed up Sending over our men To innocents, just to stir up Last time, count three You'd think they'd have learned He spent all their money That the workers had earned Now the country's in a heap And their hero's a liar But their in too deep To get Scape Goat fired |
I wish i could ... Don't bother with saying i'm drowning I'm already gone The last bubbles have risen to the surface. And although there might be some air at the bottom I don't wanna see it or breathe it Cuz that air isn't what i used to breathe And I don't wanna change who i was going to be At least if i die now i'll still be me. Get it Disatisfaction is always their reaction no matter my actions. Everyday the same, no way to tame, everything just won't change . We all need someone to blame, no one can handle their own shame. I always get the fame as the one who always flames. no one wants anything but their own side. no one wants to admit all they do is hide. The truth just cannot confide, In their deadlocked biasedness inside. No one wants to admit, That we all just want to fit, The perfect puzzle put in place, By the programmed bigot idol race. Hypocracy more fluent than democracy, In our autacracy of idiocy. We've lost all respect, and the world in effect, Not knowing this affects all our earthly aspects. The meaning of it all is just not to fall, Which we do every day by our political walls. All I'm saying is i'm not so mad, Just to want waht we should have. It may be all hopeless just for me, Cuz right now it seems I'm the only one who sees. Of course I know that's just my own despondency. Nothing gets through, all the facts flown to you, They shattered on the brink of a truth. Truths are lies with no honest eyes. While all the facts lie, for what you despise. And all be defied, if that you don't like. I just wonder why, we waste all this time, When the truth just gets lost in the sea of the blind. |
Alright i doubt anyone will figure this one out xD
Dragonflies I think it's the dragonflies that started it Because i want to ignore the needles They've been there much longer And hurt a lot more But I can't admit I don't know how to remove them. Surprisingly it seems that the dragonflies never get stuck by the needles But it only seems that way And although there are many more needles The dragonflies are worse They have adopted all of the needle's traits And are the epitome of the needle's faults They know how to control the needles So that they aren't in their way. I hate to step on the needles Because the dragonflies have to take them out And when the needles come out they take some of my blood with them The dragonflies don't know they've left a hole in my foot. A lot of people have those holes They never heal But they don't like to tell that they are there They're embarrassed The dragonflies make it funny And say it's because your foot hasn't healed right. So they try to heal the holes Without others knowing But they don't try to move the needles. They're too scarred That they will step on more And those holes hurt. We've tried to trace those holes And say it's to move and fix the needles But we don't want to admit that we just like those designs they make Maybe it's because the dragonflies hate them so much. Sometimes the needles get dulled And the dragonflies move them for us But we don't know they were dulled And we start to like the dragonflies. |
Yay This is really really good! Did you put it in your journal on Gaia? You should!
You have been not-so-randomly commented by the demented girl WOO! |
I like it.
I totally understand it too. Which is really cool, cause normally I don't understand some poems...Like ones the rhyme for some reason...>.< |
lawl thanks for the comments!
it's deffinately one of my most straight-forward poems, lawlz! |
Your main/other account already has a poem thread.
Please use that one, instead of creating two threads. http://www.menewsha.com/viewtopic.php?t=32170 |
yay! thanks you for unlocking!
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*sorry for double posting*
But YAY! poetry forum unlocked!! Why was it locked in the first place? |
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