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Dress Code

The school dress code states:

Girls may not wear shirts without sleeves

Girls may not wear shorts that do not extend past fingertip length

Girls may not have shirts that dip down the width of her hand from her neck

That boys may wear whatever they want so long as it isn’t obscene

 

“Why all these restrictions on girls”, I ask?

“Because it distracts the boys”, they respond

For what are we but a society

Told that it is the woman’s responsibility to act and dress

So the men don’t have to control their behavior

 

For everyone knows that if a man harasses a woman

She must have done something wrong

She was wearing too much makeup – tramp

She wasn’t wearing enough clothing – tease

She isn’t as pure as fresh-fallen snow – slut

She was drunk – irresponsible

 

But what about the man?

For if he wrongs her and she fights back

The world cries out it is an outrage

That the boy did no wrong

 

We must teach our boys

To become men

Men who realize

Their actions have consequences

 

Let’s start teaching these boys

In the most appropriate of places

School

 

You Jumped...

 I jumped, you caught me.
I laughed, you joked.
I was down, you picked me up.
I crumbled, you glued me back together.
I loved you, you loved me back.

You jumped, I couldn't catch you.
You forgot to laugh, I couldn't remind you.
You were down, I couldn't hold you.
You crumbled, I had no glue.
You loved me, I still love you.

Without no warning or sign, 
You ventured to a world divine.
I refused to say goodbye, 
Yet tonight I cry.
My tears are for you, my friend,
But our legacy will not end.
For I shall see you soon, 
But first I have living to do.
I promise I won't forget,
Your face is embedded in my heart.


Carry On

 I don't hate you, 
Because I still love you. 
I can't look at you, 
Because it hurts to.
We don't talk, 
Because there is nothing left to say.
You apologized, 
But I just walked away.
I'm leaving you and the thought of you behind,
Because I just need to clear my mind. 
I'm angered because you wasted my time,
Hurt because I believed you were mine,
But I just didn't see the signs.
I guess that's why they say love is blind,
Because you got my heart caught in binds.
Look me in my eyes,
And listen as my heart cries,
Cries out in pain.
This feeling makes me feel like I'm covered in flames,
Until ashes are all that remain. 
Thought you were different, 
But you're all the same.
Thought this was real,
But it was all a game.
I gave you my love, 
And you gave it away.
That's why my heart is blue 
And my skies are gray.
Will I ever see the light of day?
Will this dark cloud ever go away?
Or will it follow me for my remaining days?
Grasp all my joy and strip it away?
NO! I am too bold. 
Way too bold to be stuck in the cold.
I am way too strong not to carry on.

Another Breakdown

 It's hard when you're always lying,
Always hiding the way you feel.
Losing your sight on truthful words,
Forgetting what is real.

It's hard when you forget to laugh
And you're scared that someone might see.
Hoping no one saw your face,
As you struggle to remember how to breathe.

It's hard to pretend you're happy,
And you're terrified someone might ask.
It's becoming harder every day;
It's becoming quite a task.

You feel when your body shakes,
As it searches for something to hold.
Though the temperature feels hot,
Your heart and mind feel cold.

Your throat feels like it's closing,
And your legs feel like they're weak.
You try your hardest to grasp a breath,
But there's not even enough to speak.

Your hands remain unsteady,
And your heart pounds like a drum,
And even though you can barely walk,
You fight the urge to run.

You scream as the world starts spinning,
And your knees drop straight to the ground.
You realize at that moment
You're just having another breakdown.


Prisoner of Life

 Sitting alone in the dark corner.
Knees against my chest, head in my hands.
Watching the tears run from eye to floor.
Happiness left my soul, now so dark and cold.
Life in my eye is no longer shown.
If only I could escape these chains and cuffs
And once again run from my thoughts.
I am a prisoner of life.
Contaminated by this strife.
With Death hanging by my side
Black tears were all I cried.
Anger was builtup in my blood
All the revenge is creating a flood.
These chains will one day break.
You is all I will seek.
Like a snake I will slither.
Once you sleep I will smother.
Look at me now, try to read my heart
All my love and joy is forever departed.
You shouldn't have locked me away.
To think I was once your little girl.
This is what you made me, sick and angry.
I am a prisoner of life.
Contaminated by this strife.
With death hanging by my side
Black tears were all I cried.
Anger was built in my blood,
This is what you made me.
Your fast asleep in your bed.
Your words echoing in my head.
This is my soul being unleashed.
In my pocket I reached,
Grabbed the knife you once tried
But unlike you, I will not fail.
A sharp pain opened your eyes.
You gave a look of surprise.
Look at me now daddy.
Aren't you happy?
During your last breath
I grabbed the key.
I am finally free.


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Publication Date: 08-23-2019

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