Make This Up As I Go Along
12 July, 2002
Author: Zach
I make this up as I go along
'cause the power of the stage is feeling strong.
The stage is such a rage
so I can't stay here for very long.
Yes, I'm poor,
I steal from the store.
Yes, I'm poor,
does that make me any less of a man,
does that mean I can't have a plan?
What does it mean? It's obscene...
you think I'm poor
'cause I collect bottles and cans
. We all live in the same land,
punks, preps, poor, rich,-
we all work for the same sonofabitch -
the System.
The System is our prison guard
and we are the prisoners,
trapped, living in ourselves,
looking for our true pals,
putting ourselves through our own hells,
trying to relate
to what other people are saying,
hoping and praying
to live just one more day
so people finally see how we live
and hear what we got to say.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Denice (64.12.96.105) -- Tuesday, July 16 2002, 06:30 am I liked it. Because its true. Some people think they are to good.So I give you props. |
| Nicole (66.167.211.111) -- Friday, December 13 2002, 10:21 pm sucks yeah thats how it is, totally agree. love the poem |
| barb (66.46.241.219) -- Sunday, December 29 2002, 04:08 am Different strokes for different folks , sounds like alot of negativity to me. good writing. getting your feelings out is good |
| Ashley (66.53.138.170) -- Monday, October 6 2003, 01:03 am There are too many peeps who think they better than us, but they're not. And this poem says it! |
| Leah (66.222.217.200) -- Saturday, November 8 2003, 06:34 am wow that was really well thought out! please keep writing |
| Holly A. Badolato (12.34.167.222) -- Monday, January 19 2004, 04:53 am I loved your poem....it spoke the truth... People at my school think that im too good...that im stuck up...to me thats what this poem is all about...i cant help that i have alot of friends or that i am good at sports or cheerleading or that im popular...but i am a person...i have feelings just like everyone else...i have a mind like everyone else....I dont act like im better...i do charity....i hang with people that dont exactly fit in with my other friends but i think of them as people...not because they have the best clothes or the nicest cars or house....i dont care if they have money or anything...but thank you for writing this it made me think about things that ive had to go through my whole life....GOOD POEM.... |
| Kimber (209.209.130.55) -- Monday, January 26 2004, 01:20 am Awesome poem! Keep up with the work u do! It'll all pay off sumday! (And it'll b cool to see those ijits that u hate shrivel and die.) |
| Leah (66.222.217.200) -- Monday, January 26 2004, 07:08 am free styling poems for me are the best kind to read awesome work |
| nameless (216.63.251.254) -- Friday, March 12 2004, 07:04 pm this is okay but you gots 2 work on your flowz son!! |
| Mellow Rain (216.65.211.189) -- Saturday, August 7 2004, 08:06 pm we made it this way. deep inside, or not, we know where caracterized by society, discriminasted for simple little things. me for example. im dark, short and thin. they call me things like chunti, or something, and anorexic, and midget.im none of those things in mex/amrican, i have a fast metabolizm, and im pattite. |
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