Friday, September 21, 2012

Puzzled

The title of this one is Puzzled.


You can't change me/
You can break me into pieces but you cant rearrange me/
Into something I'm not/
Because the pieces of this human puzzle/
Fit the way I choose/
And the edges are ever-changing/
Just like me/
And sometimes you lose a piece/
But I bet that I'll look better without it anyway/
Or maybe I'll make a new one/
Full of new perspective/
And so maybe all the edges dont fit perfectly/
But I'm not trying to jam them together/
There are gaps, like open doors/
So when oppurtunity knocks/
Throw open that door/
Throw open those gaps
And let light fly in/
Acknowledge the illuminated spaces/
That you once tried to hide/
Because those spaces, those craters/
They make up who we are/
Because if we were all whole/
We’d all be the same

Saturday, September 15, 2012

GOOD MORNIN' URBODY!!!

So, today I woke up early, even though today is the one day I could sleep in (go figure.) But this morning and last night I was writing so here's last nights:

If eyes are windows to the soul/
Then why are yours closed/
Throw open the shutters/
And see what your great grand fathers and mothers/
Have created for you/
So don't black out the windows/
Or turn a blind eye/
Because windows are clear/
So you see what there really is/
No tints or colors to create discrimination or fear/
The eyes are the mind so don't close them/
Ignorance creates discrimination so get to know them/
Before saying things that you can't rewind/
Because the second worst thing to waste is time/
The first being thoughts words and ideas/
So when your focus is blurry make it clear/
So that it sees what there is like a pane of glass/
Because maybe then we will all amass/
An arsenal of love and vault full of hatred/
That we keep locked up tighter than pandoras box/
And then maybe we all won't knock/
It til we try it/
And maybe we'll learn not to mind it/
The differences and opinions/
Because we are not the minions of this society/
Because we can be whatever the hell we want to be/
Because that's what it means when we say we are free


Thursday, September 13, 2012

It's been a while

Hey there empty space and invisible followers!!! It's been a while since I posted anything on here. There are a few reasons, I had a whirlwind summer, school just started up, and I didn't really try to write anything over summer (which I guess is stupid since there was so much inspiration around me.) But, I realized that writing on the blog was something I sort of missed, even if was just the equivalent of an online diary. Now the reason I had this marvelous epiphany was because on Wednesday during lunch I went to S.W.O.R.D. club, which is the poetry club at my school. Well, without further ado here is the poem I wrote a yesterday in a fit of inspiration.


there once was a chance I didnt take/
I could’ve said something but, maybe they might make/
fun, of the girl that speaks up/
sometimes you must say that enough is enough
when equality is unequal/
and when all the people/
are not what they say because/
you know what they say/
that actions speak louder than words/
you don’t have to speak in order to be heard/
because you have an active voice/
in order to make change and in order to make choice/
and you can say/
put your words away/
because when words are a weapon sheath them/
and when all are our neighbors greet them/
not with hatred and judgement/
but with acceptance and love that/
might, create love and destroy hatred