

lunchroomMunching and crunching Echoes all around Chattering attacking from all sides Not knowing which conversation to follow Distracting The crumbling of food wrappers all around Lonely corners with social less peers The center filled overflowing with teenslunchroom
Of young and old Lunchroom Why must you be so overwhelming?


religionReligion What is my past? Movements against my people What is my present? Uncared about by out peers Will we be invisible by our future? No, it is not possible Religions have fallen But the one i follow has faught It keeps time and stays in history Why? Will i ever know? Could i one day join the movement? Can i one day grasp it all? One day hopefully i will see. When i comes i will not follow But like before me I will lead!religion


noneI wear the colors of the rainbow hiding my self my feelings from everything i knw I speak straigh Stricly in puzzels my heart hides true meaning Like late in november skys hide creatures of dark trees Stars representing what little light i still see growing in color and shape only while watched like the feelings and souls of everyone else that surrounds menone


Weekend FallA breath of fall air Filling my lungs with sweet autumn air Yellows and reds form from deep greens Crows flying or perching on tired gargoyles White stone and stain glass windows surround me They tell stories that only some know, one day maybe i'll learn the seasons past But now I am content. My heart stands by,Weekend Fall
staring at the bluest of skys. Birds chirp in they're high whistle
altering my senses. Peaks and spires
a dark room or two Teens playing simple life games. Hand holding, and giving chase Sadly i stand slightly away not completely underst
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