ironic, isn't it, that i'm part of the school newspaper.

erin, good job cuz, you inspired me.

i hate the news.
murder, suicide, rape, theft.
it's always bad news that makes the front page, it makes me wonder:
what good in the world is left?

on TV it's the worst.
they try and reel you in with fear.
they swear they are unbiased, but it makes me wonder:
what is it we don't hear?

news lacks emotion
the obituary writers sound dead.
monotonous, even happy voices report grim facts,
it makes me wonder:
to where has our humanity fled?

Life-Death-Life

as you're opening your eyes

you think you're already dead
it comes as a surprise
you simply went to bed

you think you're already dead

your memories have mislead you

you simply went to bed

the dream just seemed so true

your memories have mislead you

you swear you remember death

the dream just seemed so true

yet here you are with breath

you swear you remember death

your memories never lied

yet here you are with breath
even after you died

your memories never lied
the bridge you crossed was real
even after you died
something has caused you to feel

the bridge you crossed was real
the light began to dim
something has caused you to feel
you look up and see Him

the light began to dim
as you're opening your eyes
you look up and see Him
it comes as a surprise

Thinking About Giving Up

can't stop thinking about everything that is gone
cant start thinking about everything that goes wrong
focus eludes me, my brain is half dead
i cant explain the world so maybe i'll just go to bed

you can feel my
pulse its slowing
yet my anxiety
it's growing

tell you what maybe i'll just call it quits

the earth keeps spinning when i'm out of ideas
the earth started shaking when i first checked in
focus eludes me, my brain is half dead
i can't control the world so maybe i'll just go to bed

i can see your
eyelids, closing
yet your energy
it's glowing

only you keep me from calling it quits

Contradiction and Hipocracy Make My World Go Round, Now How Do I Stop It From Turning?

I wish the world would end during my lifetime
just so we would know what went wrong
just so I would get to see it.
I wish snow wasn't so cold,
I wish every time it rained, it poured.

I wish we were all re-born tomorrow without a memory of any previous life
just to see what we would still know
just to see who we would still be.
I wish I knew the meaning of everything,
I wish everything had meaning.

I wish music composed itself sometimes
just so anything with ears could listen.
just so I wouldn't feel so envious
I wish denim were indestructible.
I wish all material goods lasted forever.

I wish technology wasn't worth the damage it did
just so people stopped using it all together
just so I wouldn't feel like an idiot typing on a keyboard.
I wish we got dairy without exploiting cows.
I wish everyone gave as much as they took.

I wish everyone craved knowledge like they craved foods
just so starving yourself would be that much harder
just so I could eat as much lasagna as I wanted.
I wish metabolism wasn't a word.
I wish there were no such things as disorders.

I wish challenges were everyday things
just so strength was measured more accurately
just so age was even more respected.
I wish immortality was rare.
I wish I could believe in an afterlife.

I wish organization was easy as pie
just to make government unnecessary
just to make my room a safer place to walk through.
I wish I could levitate.
I wish I had telepathy.

I wish I could read everyone's minds
just to know who people really are
just to know what people really believe in.
I wish religions didn't demand as much.
I wish humanity demanded more.

I wish progress was measured in miles
just so highways had more impact
just so I would run a marathon.
I wish vacuums were common natural occurrences.
I wish the easy button was never thought up.

I wish the world could fix itself
just so people could lead better lives
just so I'd have time to kill.
I wish the impossible weren't so frightening.
I wish I thought the world was fine the way it was.

But the world's future isn't looking quite that grim
snow still means frozen water
the rain merely sprinkles from time to time

and I feel I can do nothing to change any of this.
I wish a genie were here to make my wishes come true,
without a single contradiction.

there's nothing new under the sun

Credit for the poem's style goes to Mr. Rad who taught us, and Sophie for taking me to his class.


the world will turn
the sun will rise
the people learn
it's no surprise

the sun will rise
today is here
it's no surprise
the end is near

today is here
the earth is new
the end is near
the start is too

the earth is new
the end is real
the start is too
the people feel

the end is real
the world will turn
the people feel
the people learn