Fan Fiction ❯ Poetry of the Mind ❯ second installment ( Chapter 1 )

Am I a coward?

Am I a coward because I refuse to lead?

Am I a coward because I merely wish to be?

Am I a coward because I sit back and watch?

Am I a coward because I refuse to fight?

Or am I the intrepid one because I will not bent,

I will not break, and I will not be silent?

I do not know

Knowledge is power,

Power corrupts,

Corruption doesn't pay,

So why do we got o school,

If we're all going to end up penniless and in jail.

-anonymous

WHAT I AM

I am what I am. I cannot change it no matter how hard I try.

The only thing I can do is to prove that their opinion is wrong.

I am what I am but it was by no choice of mine that I am what

I am.

They say I'm the bad one because of what I am.

Did I ever do anything to prove them right?

Of course, only because they wouldn't even give me the time of

Day if I asked them. So they blame me for being what I am,

I blame them for helping create me.

Never ask me about:

Morals- I don't have any.

Religion- I don't give a damn.

Life- I couldn't care less.

Politics- they're all full of shit.

Yes, I can put 1 and 1 together I just don't always get two.

So much pain

Agony, hatred, revenge, loneliness,

Yet as these course through me,

I fell strong,

I feel determined,

I stand alone in agony

Refusing to show such a weakness

The ground under me threatens to give way,

As it shakens and crumbles,

Yet I stand fast in my place.

For my determining strength,

My pride refuses to let me coward my weakness.

I may stand alone,

But in the in aren't we all?

I know I should believe

To dream the dream

To hop beyond hope

To believe when all odds are against

To be courageous when scared

To never back down

Yet as I grow older

My hope begins to dwindle

My beliefs are but few

My fears are no longer aplenty

And my stubborn determination is weary.

Life still throws hard punches

Reality still sucks

And the impossible dream has long since been forgotten

And as the future grows nearer

My care grows ever wearier.

A true reality

Once bloody by the truth

One can never become clean

When the blindfold is ripped away

And you see the light of day

Darkness will never be enough

For once you have tasted the fruit of life

Death will seem pointless

For you will know a world

Of no limits, rules, or boundaries

A world that excites your ever sense

A world where, the truth is known.

No one can hear me

If they can they ignore me

Those who see me think I'm weird

Those who know me think ` no she's not'

But those who know me cannot help me

Those who see me don't help me

You see they're saying

" I know you, I see you"

Yet all you see and all you hear is what you want to.

You turn a blind eye to my pain,

A deaf ear to my sceams,

A shut mind to me.

in life i watched as others pass me by

as i watched a felling of lonliness began to set in

i no not why

yet as years pased me i felt a blackness ev