i am a poet. if you don't like what i wrote... well.. screw you. they're mine and i don't care what you think
BILL dedicated to my best friend steph There once was a duck named Bill The bathtub for him i would fill But when he jumped in He cried,"I can't swim!" And that was the end of poor Bill.
SCREAM i'm right outside but where am i you don't know yet but you will soon
i'm here right now but soon i'll be gone no one will know that i was here
because i'm smart you'll soon be dead i'm coming in so run away
right up the stairs not out the door you stupid thing it's just too easy
you're crying now i can taste your fear i know what you're thinking go on and scream
GROWING PAINS it's raining outside i can hear the drops hitting the windowpane and somewhere a bird is singing maybe it's lost all i can think about is life maybe i should say death how life is changing so quickly i wish it would just slow down or maybe stop i remember when i was little life was great and everything was easy but now i'm grown up and things aren't as easy it's full of choices like they say but what they didn't tell me was that these choices were so hard it seems that no matter what i choose i've chosen wrong and some one gets hurt usually me they didn't tell me i'd be so hurt they didn't tell me it would hurt so much and i can't do anything all i can do is sit here and listen to it rain somewhere that bird is still singing waiting to be found
MY ANSWERLESS QUESTIONS why must life be so competitive? why do we have to play this game? why must we want to win? what will we get? will some one give us the ultimate prize? they can't there is no ultimate prize there's always something better the grass is always greener at least that's what they say who are they? why are they so important? how did they get so smart? are they always right? they can't be no one can be perfect that's just not right what is right, anyway? who's the judge? why is that the only way? aren't there other ways to go? of course there are there are lots of ways and all of them are right but some people's ways are better than others' why must life be so competitive?
