Miserable
my life is miserable,
can't do what i once enjoyed,
nobody seem to understand,
my pain and frustration,
that i put up with to seem fine,
if only you knew the real me,
the part that don't want to go on,
because of what i have to go through,
at such a young age,
no wonder,
i act the way i do,
things i have to go through,
while people make life difficult,
age is really just a number,
no matter how old people get,
they will aways act the same way,
when they come across,
somebody who is different,
what i really hate is,
being more grown up than i have to,
taking on more reponisbility because
people can't except blame,
ain't it a shame,
being stuck dealing with life.
poem by Mona Martinez
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What I Hate
i hate bitchez
i hate school
i hate annoying people...
i hate fighting
i hate drama
i hate doing crimes..
i hate myself for every mistake i made.
i hate being bad
i hate showing off...
i hate when people make fun of me
call me names
hit me
push me
and do bad things.
i hate bullies
and the number one thing i hate is life.
i hate being sad because it only tears me down.
i want to go awy and never come back
and explore a real beautiful life experience.
i want to be perfect.
poem by Ryann Holland
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What Can You Do?
what would you do?
life seem to suck,
people seem to judge,
that's my opinion,
go a day in my life,
tell me what you think,
it not all fun and games,
mostly because of this pain,
but, who do you blame,
life seem to suck,
can't do much,
people don't seem to understand,
what i go through,
when i'm in pain,
do you even care?
some say i complain too much,
some say i'm holding up fine,
if only you know the whole story,
you would find that false,
i'm not the girl you see,
deep down she's falling apart,
what can you do?
lost most hope.
will i get it back,
or will life get the best of me?
poem by Mona Martinez
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Listen
you want to talk,
lets talk,
don't judge me!
you don't know what i go through,
just to make life seem fine.
get out of my way,
i know what needs to get done.
don't run my life!
because you push me closer to death,
yeah i said it,
the word people afriad to hear.
yeah it becoming my friend,
call me crazy,
i don't care,
if only you knew,
what i go through because of pain,
wait, people sick of what i'm saying,
well, guess what?
so am i,
it comes and goes,
why should you care?
it not your life.
why should you?
you don't want to put up with it,
niether do i!
if i can run and hide,
that would be my plan,
but, i'm stuck explaining,
because people like you,
just need to sit and listen,
to what i have to say.
wouldn't you agree?
3-16-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Life Is Difficult
Life is difficult-
Surprises are not always what we hoped they would be-
People misunderstand us-
We imagine we are kind
And they understand us differently-
Some problems never get solved
Some remain lingering for years-
There are cruel people in the world
Stupid ones also-
The fair do not always get the prize
The pushers push push push the good guys aside-
We see the Evil grinning and we cannot touch them-
All kinds of Hopes we have are disappointed-
Rejection is the Fate of everyone at one time or another
One has to try and try and try
And often that is not enough-
Life is difficult
And after a certain age is more difficult
And when young is also difficult-
Life is difficult in some time or some way for all of us
It just is-
Life is difficult
And even when it seems not to be
There is another time coming-
Life is difficult
And so long as we live
It will be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Struggles That Come With Life
what can i say?
to make this all go away?
i sick of dealing,
but, sick of the way i'm feeling,
people don't seem to understand,
how everyday i keep it together,
even when it feels like everything fell apart,
i struggle to remain the person,
i've always been,
but it hard,
when your new ways,
are just getting in the way,
not much you can do to change,
that's what is driving you crazy,
it became a part of life,
that i now just have to deal,
i want to blame,
but, people say god is perfect,
don't critize him,
but, it kind of hard,
when he is to blame,
for not making everyone the same,
but, i guess i can't do much,
except see why god has only
made me this way.
4-28-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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People Are People
We're different colours
And we're different creeds
And different people
Have different needs
It's obvious you hate me
Though I've done nothing wrong
I've never even met you
What could I have done
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
People are people
So why should it be
You and I shouldnt get along
People are people
So why should it be
You should hate mePeople are people
So why should it be
You and I shouldnt get along
People are people
So why should it be
You should hate me
You're punching, kicking
And you're shouting at me
And I'm relying on your common decency
La, la. la, la. la
So far it hasn't surfaced
But I'm sure it exists
It just takes a while to travel
From your head to your fist
Can't understand what makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand
People are people
So why should it be
You and I shouldnt get along
People are people
So why should it be
You should hate mePeople are people
So why should it be
You and I shouldnt get along
People are people
So why should it be
You should hate me
I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand
I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand
I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand
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People Like Us
Life is given as a gift
So it should be taken as one
We should wake up thankful that the day came
When you feel like you have it worst
You can always look at the people who have nothing
Then you would realize that you have everything
The people who have nothing
Don’t take life for granted
They are very grateful for everyday that comes
But people like us who have lots
Take life for granted
We don’t stop to realize what we’ve got
Then before we know it, it’s gone.
Its people like us
Who lead the troops to war.
And kill thousands, all over land.
Frankly I don’t understand why we
All can’t just get over it and increase the love
We all have to have material things such as cell phones
Most of us couldn't even go a day with out them.
Most of them have never even seen a cell phone
Yet, we still take things for granted
Everyday you should think about those
People when your getting mad because you
Can’t get your way
And maybe then one day
People will stop taking things for granted
Especially life
And live every day as if it were their last.
People like us need
To be like people like them
poem by Colleen Martin
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Two Different People
Two different people
Black people, white people
Black world, White world
A black person thinks different from the white people
White people thinks highly of himself
White people works very hard for his living
Black's are lazy
They don't want to work, they just want the money
You have to work for the money, they just don't get it
White people knows that there are no free ride in life
Black's want a free ride, there are no free ride in life
Nothing is free in life except for the air that you breathe
The white people have to be careful of what they say to the black People
Whatever you say to the black people if they don't like it they will say it Is discrimination
We can't understand them
They have a mind of their own
The white people are loving and caring
What about the black people?
Not a hope in hell
I don't want any part of the black world
The black world is not safe for me
So I rather stay in my white world where I feel safe
We can't trust them
The reason why there is violence in this world is because the black People cause it
Now they don't like it because they have to live with it
We want a safe world for our people
The black people don't care about it because the only thing they know And seen is violence
There is too much violence on TV
They like it
They like the feeling of danger
We white don't like the feeling of danger
The blacks hate the white people and the white people don't like them Either
The white people knows when to shut up
The black people never knows when to shut up
There is why there are always problem with them
They make life miserable for us
The white people will always be a good friend
The black people can never be your friend
They will take everything they can get from you for free
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Life Is Lost In You
Life is difficult as we know it is now
Life is rough as we spiral out of control
Life is mean as the people who make it mean
Life is hard living on your own
Life is scary when you get hurt
Life is real and no can change that
Life is kind when you find your first love
Life is caring when he holds you in his arms
Life is nice and he will protect you in anyway
Life is easy with the help of the ones around you
Life is bold with the ones in it
Life is good when people are good
Life is happy when you are happy
Life is unbearable when you cry
Life is crashing as you know it
Life is holding you down
Life is causing problems
Life is and can be turned around
poem by Marilee Morley
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Coming To Terms With Reality
maybe i was wrong,
for everything i thought,
nobody perfect,
i just wanted to excape life,
couldn't handle what god gave me,
giving up became my only choice,
until people showed they cared,
in more ways than i can say,
make me realize,
i still have more to fight,
giving up was no longer a choice,
there was other ways to go,
i just to blind to see at the time,
all i seen, was life that became unfair,
it didn't seem worth living anymore,
if you can only feel my pain,
you would understand why i thought,
the way i did,
stuck living life without a mother to guild you,
living with pain that became part of your life,
taking on so much responsitbility,
before i have a chance to experience life,
can't be like other kids my age,
force to take on more than i want,
having to be the bigger person,
can get tiring, but more and more,
i'm learning that things happen for a reason,
what the #ell is that reason?
i have no ideal,
life is one big puzzle,
there missing pieces that need to be found,
in order to understand the full picture.
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5-29-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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I see something wrong
Some people care about,
you.
Some people don't care
Would people listen to,
our lies?
Why are people abused
I see something wrong
There are pretty people
There ugly people
People play
People talk
I'm tired of people messing,
With me.
I guess people hate the truth
Some people are bad
Some people care
Others don't
Why do people cry?
This is life
I don't understand
Some people like to talk
Some people like to walk
Why people argue over nothing?
People act crazy
Why are people always cheating?
People that are lost
I admire people that have respect,
for others.
We are the people of the earth
What really goin on?
I really don't know
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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We Complain
We complain
When in other countries people are in pain
We complain
And on the other side, conditions are inhumane
We complain
Many people want to ascertain
I don't eat cheese
While in other countries people die of disease
I don't want to clean my room
While many people starve just wanting food to consume
My mom just gave me 50 dollars and thats not enough
In different places people can't even pay for rent; life is tough
We complain
Many people, their life they can't sustain
Parents their kids they can't maintain
On Christmas people can't even buy a candy cane
People feeling like they're drowning in acid rain
And we complain
People out there who can't even afford to watch an ad campaign
People hiding on the streets because of shame
Because themselves are the ones to blame
Many things they detain
People out there who wish they were slain
People who wear the same clothes with the same little stain
People sleeping out in the rain
People who have given up and just start to cut their vein
When some people work and get their paycheck, they feel nothing they gain
Without insurance they gotta be careful because there's nothing they can sprain
Many people like in Africa have nothing to eat, not even a little grain...
And we complain
poem by Bianca Edwards
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The same people live...the same people die
The same people live, the same people die,
the same people laugh, the same people cry,
as they push on through, life's open door,
the old and the young, the rich and the poor.
The same people love, the same people hate,
the skeptics of heaven, the mockers of fate,
some use the gun, some just don't choose,
the proud and the vain, they win and they lose.
Death takes them all, the end's all the same,
no one can help us, cause no one's to blame,
When the door shuts and the bright lights go dim,
We all follow the same path and we all go to Him.
The same people live, the same people die,
Some still find wealth, while others get by,
the weak and the strong, the slow and the fast,
alone on life's journey, they all stumble past.
It's been this way, since the beginning of time,
To live...it's a joy, to die...it's a crime,
and still, we question and still, we ask why?
The same people live...the same people die.
poem by David Lessard
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Who Am I?
who am i?
i'm not the girl who is fine,
when i'm in pain,
it's a whole another,
who am i?
i'm not who you think i am,
if i was,
would i think suicide is the way to go?
who am i?
i'm a girl who make wrong desidions,
but, does that make me human?
who am i?
i'm a girl who looking for a way out,
of this hell people call life,
haven't found my reason to stay,
am i giving up way to easy?
cuz i'm sick of being in pain,
and people seem to tell me,
i might have to deal with this the rest of my life,
if that the case, can i just end it?
end the misery i'm in day after day,
tried it once,
people don't see my cry for help,
if you don't have insurance,
it like you don't matter,
they don't want to help you,
they see it as you wanting attention,
maybe that is the case,
i just want to be pain free,
is that so much to freakin ask for?
6-8-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Is This You?
I hate the way I look
I hate the way I feel
I hate the way I know
That my hate is real
I hate the way some people
Seem to get all the breaks
I hate the way I don't have
What it seems to take
I hate the way some people
Never seem to lose
I hate the way it seems
I never get to choose
I hate the way some people
Think they know it all
I hate the way those people
Never seem to fall
I hate so much in this life
Sometimes I cannot see
Because I am so filled with hate
I sometimes even hate me
4-11-07/RJH
poem by Ray Hansell
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Will Anybody Understand?
what is this?
this hate i feel?
inside of me burning,
becuz of what i can't have,
will anybody understand?
a life that unfair,
only living for the
people you love.
am i crazy?
feeling like this?
or am i human?
people don't seem to see,
deep inside a heart is dying,
from all this pain,
that comes from this world,
will anybody understand?
what i have to do?
just to seem alright,
will anybody notice a sad girl,
just waiting for something better,
to come along and make life better,
will anybody understand?
that what they see,
is never what you get,
under all that anger is a secert,
will anybody understand?
that all i want is acceptance.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Crazy Life
Its a crazy life a hazy life
A mixed up jumbled phasy life
A crazy life for people who want to smile
I just dont understand
Why so hard to say hello before goodbye
Its a coocoo life a lulu life
A moody magic voodoo life
A coocoo life for people who want to love
I just dont understand why so green
That its been hang ups day to day
I gotta pack up get away
Cause its a crazy life
Yes its a crazy life
Crazy life
Its a stupid life elusive life
A lonely stuck secluded life
A stupid life for people who want to fly too high
I just dont understand why so blue
What to do
Im gonna kiss my sky goodbye
Im gonna jump way down and die
Cause its a crazy life
Yes its a crazy life
Crazy life
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The World's Damnation
People lie, people cry. People try, people die. In this world you have to cut your own path, Don't let others determine what your heart decides. People give, people take. People help, people kill. This world is a dangerous place, filled with hate. While your feelin' may be different, you must open your eyes. So much pain, so much hate, so much hurt, so much death. Death may be the end for some. While to others, it is only the beginnin. Love and Pain, It's all the same. Everyones loved someone in with life, but it just makes the pain worse. Love, Hate, Pain, Sorrow...This is the World's Damnation.
poem by Clint Tilley
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Life In Times of Suicide
Everyday people are dying
Everyday people are born
Some hate their life
Some love their life
Some want to end their life
Some are fighting for their life
It's all about how you view it
Either you want to live
Or you want to die
Sometimes you cant stand to hear the truth...
But... You really do need to look at the good times you have had, or going to have
I once tried to commit suicide
It isnt fun
It's really painful
Not only to you but,
You loved ones and friens too
So whenever yo say to yourself
My life sucks,
Theres no meaning to my life,
I'm worthless,
No one loves me.
Just remember the people who love and care about you
Because you never know how good the future could be
And just think that their are people out there that has a rougher life than you.
Your future depends on what you make of your life now! ! !
(11-12-04)
poem by Brandi Young
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The Diversity of People
There are pretty people
There are ugly people,
There are short people
There are fat people,
There are tall people
And there are skinny people
There are people that you blame
And there are people that blame you,
There are people like me
And there are people like you
There are mothers
And there are fathers,
There are sons
And there are daughters
They are all wound up in their family trees,
Walking ordinarily on the streets
To life's different beats
poem by Jessica Goudreault
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