Discriminate

Obliviate

Reincarnate

Again.

I wriggle free

And shout to thee

My thoughts; can’t comprehend.

They swirl around devouring things

And lies that do not end.

Reach out to mark

Until the dark

The treachery of friends

Hypocrite

I hate them all

Go die, the world won’t end.

Till then you’ll be

Reserved to me

Don’t shout

Results will pend.

- Sophia Stone

 

I am blue

I wonder who I am

I hear gun shots

I see people

I want a Cadillac

I am a South Sider

I pretend to act good

I feel bad when my friend is sad

I touch my wall

I worry when I get in fights

I cry when someone in my family dies

I am true

- Juan

I understand when they tell me something

I say good-bye

I dream to be a boxer

I try to be good

I hope to be a professional boxer

I am me