Poem #1 – Education
And welcome back, to this week’s local swing of misinformed propaganda.
This week I will suggest ideas involving the prospects of greatness, only for everyone to discover that we have mislead for the maximizing profits for rich men in expensive suits.
Here inside the mental confides of my mind exists a vague yet menacing concept of prosperity that is constantly shrouded by the fact that my future will probably only exist to let other people profit off the decisions I make now.
This of course; clearly forces children into “decisiveness”.
How can you expect that we as 14 year old children have not already planned out our entire futures? Or even more ridiculous.
Who could expect that there is people in MY peer group who are could even change their minds about such a serious matter? After seeing the way such a flawless plan is pushed onto everyone by our “local and ever knowing government” I couldn’t possibly think of revolting against our status-quo.
And of course this premise only seems even more logical when you consider the execution of such a practical idea. Could you perceive any better system than baiting people into subject that will probably never pull them through the future so that they can then grudge through a crippling debt of almost several thousand pounds that will take the largest toll you could imagine but have the most minimal pay off?
More on this story as it develops.
More on this story as it continues to forces its impact on random people who are not aware of the consequences of other people’s actions.
Poem #2 – Introvertedness
To the place the private enclosed safe little space that I call home.
You might see me as strange
Or maybe even abnormal
All on account of how I act, in response, to the crippling toll of social interaction that YOU have pushed upon ME.
And that’s fine; I don’t care
I never really cared what you thought of me anyway, people like you that judge my self-enclosed nature are just a minor sample among all people.
People like you seem to believe it’s something big. That I’m somehow emotionally scarred or disturbed or otherwise interrupted you think that’s why I act the way I do.
What you may be failing to understand is that I might not liking talking to people. Just because…
…I do not want to…
It’s not like all people are bad or anything, but you of all people are bad.
The way you and the rest of your group of obnoxious extroverts speak to me is just too intolerable to handle.
“No, I do not want to go out clubbing with you!”
“No, I do not want hear about this totally random thing that Dave did last week.”
“No! Just stop asking me about that! And are you a little too young to be doing that anyway”
See what I mean? That’s just tedious! By no means do I not want to talk to people. I’d rather just talk to the right people.
So yes! I am introverted in a sense.
But no! I am not scared; I am not shy; I am not afraid; I am just happy being where I am. And being there by myself.
Poem #3 – Poem about water
An allegory for unwanted friendship.
Just imagine it, you’re the oxygen atom constantly connected with not one, but two sporadic, hyper active and overly dependent hydrogen atoms. It’s weird, right?
You try to talk to them but you can’t and not just because you’re overly nervous oxygen molecule. You’re all like “Hey, ‘sup? I’m oxygen. How’s life?” trying to play it cool and they ignore you.
They’re using you with the selfish agenda of feeling complete and they know that this will work because they know you also feel incomplete.
Your heart has two holes of nothingness and you need someone to fill them.
Of course you would have preferred if just one guy could have filled those holes for, someone like beryllium or strontium.
You’ve always wanted to hang out with those transition metals after hearing from your friends in the alkaline earth metal club friends that group 2 metals are the coolest friends to have.
But that’s fine maybe if you’re lucky you could be boiled and your products might just become a carbon gas, because you know everyone cares about the carbon gas molecules.
Now that would be cool.