On the edge of insanity,
I have been born and raised
In a world where money talks
And people stay silent.
Dust off the streets stare
As if we are the unwanted commodity.
Do we deserve to die out?
Like ancestors in a green world
We proceed to build ourselves to our demise
And we all run around in suits -
With newspapers and briefcases.
Can we not wonder the earth, our own earth
without a little red book?
Is identity now more important than freedom?
If this is the case, then I am a lost soul-
I dead soul from the past with a romantic dream.

(will do yours in morn steph )

this isn't so much a poem...tis more adapted lyrics...

you all know the song "bad day" by daniel powter

Cuz I've had a bad life
I'm gonna jump off a bridge
I can't pot a single ball toniiiiite
You say i suck at this
I might as well agree
You laugh when i miss, and i just break down and cry
I've had a bad life
My rank don't lie
I'm gonna slit my wrists
Bajeeubs I sound so emo
But i've had a bad life
I suck at funky pool

lol tis very intense...originally was made during a 3 hour volleyball practice, lol the words were more to fit volleyball though. lol and don't be scared, if you know me you know i'm really not emo like that haha

Edited at 05:12 Fri 28/07/06 (BST)

Ste That was good.You got to do Stephs now tho hun...and i cant wait for my next title! lmao!

Fallouts

Fallouts are cruel, and sudden im sure,
I've had a fallouts on here before.
But sometimes fall-outs can be for the best,
And i feel no pain when i do from my chest.
And although this is the net, with virtual friends,
I cannot help that our friendship extends.
For oneday there'll be intense, very close love,
To the names that you see in all the threads just above.
Then the fallouts will pour like the rain,
Short little scuffles, and ones that cause pain.
It is our second nature to all have a row,
And every single person could argue right now.
They just come and go, without warning or care,
Oh look there's a fallout, just over there.
Of course they're not nice, and i hate them too,
Especially if i was to argue with you.
So please lets get on, just as best as we can,
For we are all just people, and I a young man.

Edited at 12:24 Fri 28/07/06 (BST)

Awwwwwwww She will love that Ste it was lovely

Awwwwwww Ste *hugs* that was great i loved it thanx

weather

when the wind is howling
when the wind is blowing
my fingers are numb
my cheeks are glowing
my nose is shiny
my face is red
my body is cold
from my toes to my head

when the rain is pouring
when the rain is lashing
my feet are wet
from the puddles i splash in
my knees are knocking
my clothes are damp
my body is cold
my body gets cramp

when the sun is shining
when the sun is hot
my arms are bare
i like it a lot
my face is brown
my head has a hat
my body is warm
i like it like that

Edited at 00:04 Sun 30/07/06 (BST)

Hey Brashie that was good

Wooooooo Woooooo brash! a newcomer hey good poem

So a man named Geoff came to see me today,
And spoke to me in a particular way.
With words so sharp, hard to explain,
The sudden news that caused me pain.
I sat there stunned, eyes starting to well,
My lonely heart had just reached hell.
He touched my shoulder, and offered me a drink,
I ran to vomit in the bathroom sink.
I felt so sick, words cant describe,
So for the rest of the week i will just hide.
My pillow soaked with tears of pain,
The leaves blow slowly down the lane.
I feel so numb, i seldom speak,
My lowest of lows is now at its peak.
A bird in its next chirps at a song,
Im unsure whether i can carry on.
The news i recieved, i cannot tell you what,
But it was the worst news that i have ever got.

awwwwwwww *hugs* good poem Ste xx

Title: Light

Ste, Your slowing down ya know

what? i do at least one everytime im on! Jeez

Light

See that light right above the cloud,
No not the moon for crying out loud.
Its big and yellow, and burns so bright,
Dont look at it, but its called sunlight.
It helps all the plants and flowers grow,
And gives us a lovely tan you know.
It can wake you up in the morning too,
And make the sky look a lovely blue.
If your on a plane, and you see this light,
Raising up from the darkest night,
Well that my friend is called the moon,
The big white light - we'll be living there soon.
It has deep craters, and is a bit cold,
But time goes slower, is what we've all been told.
You could say these lights are a natural light,
Shining onto earth with all of their might.
But there is nothing but clouds in my sky today,
It seems like the sunlight has just gone away.

Edited at 13:34 Mon 31/07/06 (BST)

Woooooo great one Ste *hugs*

Yay!!!! ok my turn for a title..........

Title:Secrets.......

Les secrets...

I hold in my heart, a thick old bind,
Of secrets that i once held in my mind.
So many secrets that you dont know,
Places that you think i'd never go.
Some are so secret, i darent recall them myself,
Many can destroy a person's good health.
Secrets are never meant to be told,
And i have secrets of my own, that will stay til im old.
I dare not tell, for you would look down your nose,
Ignoring my eyes, looking down at my toes.
Some secrets aren't worth being kept at all,
These secrects are huge, but some are small.
I never tell the secrets of another,
Whether it be about a friend or brother.
I seal up my heart, and lock it with key,
And your secrets will always be safe with me.
For instance, i have never told any on here,
About what i do, and how i appear.

fab! Ste

Title: Mr Guevara

Me

Well hello support group, my name is Steven,
And some would say that my life is uneven.
So here is a poem, that is based only on me,
A deeper insight to ' Guevara' i hope you will see.
Well first of all my father, had left me at birth,
He is the only man that i hate on this earth.
I saw him on a weekend, he took me home late,
But then a cruel thing happened, back when i was 8.
I'd stopped seeing him, but still birthday cards came,
But on this particular birthday, he caused me great pain.
He had took out the money, it was just card alone,
My mother gave me the number to ring up his phone.
I asked why he lied, he said there'd be money before,
He turned round and said ' I dont want to see you no more'.
This was the day I cut him out of my life,
He was happy with himself, his child and wife...


Continues...

Edited at 20:38 Mon 31/07/06 (BST)

...So the years went by, my first beers around twelve,
And no idea i had, into the world i would delve.
At fifteen the council estate, was riddled with thugs,
Laced with the beer, and so many drugs.
Around the same time I met a girl that I saw,
The most beautiful girl that i had ever seen before.
We went out a few months, and she had entered my heart,
And i really believed that we would never be apart.
But such is life, my heart she had broke,
When the love of my life slept with a different bloke.
I am solemn through the week, I go along with the plan,
But when the weekend reaches I'm a different man...

Continues...