Leaving

Pretty...Devastating

She pulled out all of her teeth and replaced them with pearls. 

With bowling balls is what she replaced her girls

She wanted all the boys to stop and stare

But the boy you really want is the one who doesn't care

She kept her hair long

She followed society's song

Hair down to the floor thanks to extensions

The silent rule that goes unmentioned

The longer your hair is the better you are

But society says that she's still just par

Society is cruel

She just wanted to be cool

Lots of makeup she wore

Because of it people called her a whore

She just wanted to fit with the crowd

With her new look she was proud

I find that devastating

On society I'm hatin

She bought cloths at designer stores

All this Just to look "beautiful", what a bore

But she now just looks like every other girl,

There’s too many clones in this world

You were born a rose don’t die a poppy

She now looks quite silly but she thinks that she is finally pretty

Instead of listening to the media

Listen to an encyclopedia

You'll learn more

Rather than wasting time shopping at designer stores

Society is all of you!

Lets not let another one get sick with the blues

Don’t be so cold to others; treat others the way you want to be treated

If only the media could be deleted

Look what society has done to her

This girl needs a coat of fur

Fake Friends

Why are you whispering behind my back?

Intelligence is what you lack

Are you too scared of me?

Baby?

Why are you doing this to me?

Why can’t you just let me be?

Where did you go?

You should know

Our friendship was growing strong

What you are doing is wrong

No one gives a shit

Go die in a pit

What happened to you?

You are now making me extremely blue

What did I do to you?

To make you go

So now you have made me go this low

I hope you’re happy now

Your ego is getting to be as fat as a cow

You should be nice to others as your way to the top because they are the ones you’ll see on your way down

I hope you bought a nice gown

You're the one who's going to need it most

At least I don’t boast

Unlike you

I'm going to start new

Without you

Missing you

Why is it that when we miss someone we hope they miss us too?

In my life, there was you

I guess that makes you special and worth,

Your mirth

I should get a start on moving on

But the other Saturday

My food looked like puree

My cereal went soggy because I was thinking about you so much

We fell out of a touch,

I don’t think we ever even had

I was smarter before,

Before I walked through the innocence taking, dominating doors

I guess that it might be for the best

I was stuck under a rest

I’ll make accidents but I’ll make them my forte

Softballs put on the ground

No more bats and gloves around

No more eye black

No championship game to give me a happy heart attack

The hunger for the ball in my hand

I miss my old life, like

When the ump. would tell you, you were out on the third strike

Stolen bases

On a regular basis

Red dirt on my clothes, in my lungs

I was so much smarter then

When I didn’t know what it was, time and time again

I still do not

It’s like the pain inside is caught

And I can only try to make the best of it

In Galaxies Of Snow

In galaxies of snow

You were blinded

You said I opened your eyes

But you are still near and far sided

You were lost in your own galaxy,

In fact you still are

And you have to rescue yourself,

From the fact that I live with part of a star

The sky with a blue tint

And the bright grey,

Did they not give you a hint,

That I need physical space on some days?

You are all touchy-feely

I’d prefer just being and you just being

You are all lovey-dovey

That you're just not seeing

I know that everyone shows love differently

You need to focus on yourself more,

Rather than focusing on what my lips feel like

I'm starting for the door

You seem to like the idea of this broken relationship

But it’s taken its toll,

With you, literally being attached at the hip

You need to get over yourself

In the way that you need to know every conversation

That has the slightest relation to me and you

But you think you need to know

Even if you already knew

Similarly to the whispers of your parents you don’t need to know about

The whispers of what they personally believe

And if they are wrong, you will try to correct them like a toddler while you pout

In galaxies of snow, you are unrightfully playing a selfish god as a child

You do that by saying, “You should totally let me hold your hand”

And you thought it was funny

But you can’t make me land,

And I'm so sorry that you cannot fly without money!

School Alphabet

Authority adults administration algebra

Bags bus brainwash biology

Control cruel curt childhood chemistry

Down desk document

Education evaluate execute exoskeleton embarrass

Front foil frustrate

Guidance grades graduate

Hell hooky herd health

Inquire ignorance ignore

Juggle jail juggernaut jealousy

Kill kids knowledge

Low lock luck look

Monday machine mandatory math

Notes name nausea

Operations objective obey

Punish probe persecute presentations

Quart quiz quiet

Registration require restrain

Silent sit sad scalp science

Talent tear test

Unit union unhappy

Violent vain victim

Watch wane work world

Xlyophone x's

Yearn youth year yawn

Zero zoo zone

What Are You Doing?

What do you do with the flooring that gets ripped out from underneath you?

How do you find everything that went out the window?

At the moment the breeze that was coming from all around was refreshing

Time was a weird state of being

At the time the sun went down it

Rang out the last drops of pink daylight on the clouds

Evenings are cold with you gone

You were an exceptional white flag

Out with the old, in with the new

Unfazed when my insecurities are soaked in the salty type of anger

Doing the action of pacing in the trench that I fell back into

Oozing with the blood of regret from standing,

In,

No mans land, with a,

Great gunshot wound in the heart

Yellow Lines

Staring into the yellow lines

Trying to go with the flow

I cannot bring myself to look up at the pines

Delirious depression in this mechanical car is a light load Sitting next to one of my discombobulating demons

Unable to run or fight it

Inside I am scream'n

This makes me want to fuck shit Staring at the two yellow lines, I think...

About last year when I climbed the walls

I should take leaps for the fun of the falls

Onto the sun warmed tar I desire to sink Thinking about two people who give me hope

That is for whatever is next to come

I feel the slope,

That leads into my own personal slum

Two lines, two women who are fierce

How far will I get with the uneven yellows?

Bright yellow does pierce

Stuck like a baby in the backseat type of mellow What to do when I turn the stone of 18?

My enemy has me trapped and constantly, greedily coming back

I have to hold the slack

What do I even know? One thing is for certain

I will keep moving forwards

Hopefully I'll stick with my words

I will go wherever the yellow snakes take me, in order to see the man behind the curtain

The Movies

The four of us at the movies

Boys free of cooties

Juan and I hand in hand

Zach could barely stand

The normally depressed ones were happy

It may have been that, that afternoon was oddly sappy

After my reflection

I felt a strong connection

I hope we will have many more double dates

Between us, no hate

What will rip us apart, college?

The need for knowledge?

If that tragedy does happen, the girls that didn't get kissed

Will be missed

I love how we were the only ones there

At the moment if all the evil in the world attacked us, we wouldn't have cared

We didn't want the night to end

We were our own trend

All of us never wanted to leave

We knew the second we left we would have to grieve

There was so much love that night

Nothing has ever felt so right

These two girls sometimes pretend that there are cooties

Just so they can spend another night at the movies

I Am Mother Nature’s Daughter

He may destroy my beauty

As he makes his dirty mark on the world

Which he believes he owns

 He may scar me and pave over me

Twist and yank me to make me do what he wants

He can get under my grass dress

 But oh

What he does not know

 When I fall asleep

In my bed of moss

I can hear spirits whisper in my ear

 I dream of warriors dancing around a fire

And it makes Wounded Bird feel protected

Knowing that I belong to mother nature

 And that she never quits

She just keeps coming

Though she may be slow

 I can see her rock cracking strength

Her ability to sink boats,

And create typhoons, tornados, tidal waves, tragedies and tsunamis

 The way she grows and heals

And always takes back the steering wheel

And I ask for the universe to be nice to me

How Things Change

How things change

In a place

Throughout time

I'm uneasy and need to pace

The picket fence

Lost a head

To a softball

The picket fence

Lost a bottom

To a chewing dog

The same picket fence

Has the gate wide open

But no worn grass

The picket fence

Bends and sags

Under weathered, weakness

The picket fence

Has a grapevine

But now it looks dead and sad

The snow,

Back in the day

Would be trampled down by two

The snow

Old as it happens to be

Is untouched

How things change

As they age

And yet

I'm still the same page