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Teen angst is inert;
burned out and faded away.
I thought it would hurt,
but it's caused me no pain.
You may come as you were,
but you won't sound the same.
With the lights on, it's less dangerous;
here we are now,
time has aged us.
We were stupid,
and contageous,
we are here now,
but time has changed us.
Pointless defiance is insignificant;
while dead rebels lead no cause.
Apathy precedes the discontent,
in which this era ends.
This we must accept,
no more time to pretend.
With the lights on, it's less dangerous;
here we are now,
time made us.
burned out and faded away.
I thought it would hurt,
but it's caused me no pain.
You may come as you were,
but you won't sound the same.
With the lights on, it's less dangerous;
here we are now,
time has aged us.
We were stupid,
and contageous,
we are here now,
but time has changed us.
Pointless defiance is insignificant;
while dead rebels lead no cause.
Apathy precedes the discontent,
in which this era ends.
This we must accept,
no more time to pretend.
With the lights on, it's less dangerous;
here we are now,
time made us.
Literature
Who Am I - Blingie
Who am I?
I am a person. A brother. A son. A friend.
I like pasta. I go to school. I get good grades.
I go into town. I hang out. I want to get a job.
I like watching TV, playing video games, reading.
I don't like swimming, skateboarding or public speaking.
I get sick. I like to sleep in. I'm terrible at exams.
I support my friends. They support me.
I can be happy. Sad. Excited. Bored.
I like renting movies and eating pizzas on a Friday night.
I play piano. I watch Monty Python.
I spill things on my shirt. I have a weird taste in music.
Gay is not who I am. It does not define my personality.
Gay is not what I am. It does not chan
Literature
Teachers to the Dead
While we slept,
you strapped your arm around
my chest like armor and possession,
like ‘this one belongs to me.’ Together, we are
teaching the things that haunt us
to lie down in their graves.
Here, like this
your demons say to mine as
they demonstrate the art of behaving.
Together, we secure their
broken bodies and set them into six feet of
downward motion.
(but we do not follow
we cannot go in their stead)
They do not know they’re dead. It’s
always a blow when we break the news.
They find themselves jealous of our
human skin and our inhaling
exhal
Literature
Smoke and Mirrors.
Possibilities and eyelids
sketching shapes
of love or something similar
Effortless and seamless
shapes
of something similar
while pseudo lighting glistens
on the rain outside.
trapped in cages of
lust dust
and and
hope smoke
and and
wearing bruises and screaming
"I hope I die on this, this day
of love,
release me,
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My first real piece of work in more than a year, almost two to be honest. There is something to be said about the first piece of writing after a long drought; but I wouldn't call it satisfaction, more or less it is relief that it eventually came.
This deals with some things I have been thinking about the past few months, likely iniated by my changed musical preference. The influence of the second stanza should be obvious to most people, as well as some references in the first. I don't know if this will make sense to many of you, but it does to me. I may have to do something to edit it, and I hope any problems are commented on, as I want to improve.
Humble Thanks,
-gh
This deals with some things I have been thinking about the past few months, likely iniated by my changed musical preference. The influence of the second stanza should be obvious to most people, as well as some references in the first. I don't know if this will make sense to many of you, but it does to me. I may have to do something to edit it, and I hope any problems are commented on, as I want to improve.
Humble Thanks,
-gh
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THANK YOU! Good God I wan wondering when someone would give a good roundhouse slap to every stupid teenager out there. >< I'm a teenager too, but I know that being defiant against any adult, let alone your parents, for no good reason is just stupid. Very flowing, and the number of syllables in each line is just right.