Poem: Day after dayDay after day,
we live our lives.
Step after step,
we continue to the final destination.
And every time,
we feel pain.
What are we leaving,
where are we going?
look back at what was.
If I had done this,
my life would have been better.
It is a lie,
it is a fake.
How do you know what would have happened,
and what use is it to suffer?
We say we know,
but do you truly do?
If I hadn't gone to this school first,
I would have been better in French and German.
It is a shallow fake,
think of the people you met.
Think of what matters,
the friends you have.
The past is the past,
what has happened has happened.
And it doesn't matter how much you look back,
because it won't change.
Instead, look forward,
the future is still open.
Use what you have learned from the past,
to build your future.
the lessons you have learned.
Never give up,
there is always a chance.
And like the Nuzlockers would say,
grind like Hell,
because everything happens for a reason.
That Gay Boy Sitting Next To YouLook at the gay boy sitting next to you,That Gay Boy Sitting Next To You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the one who you kick, physically torture and verbally abuse.
Look at his eyes that were once vibrant with life,
and keep in mind that you and your friend's were the one who stole his light.
You called him a sin and condemned him to hell,
every day he walked through the school doors, he was greeted with your intolerant yells.
With your injustice , you treated him as terribly as you pleased,
and when you were through with your torment, you treated him like some sort of disease.
Was religion your actual excuse to act like an ass,
or was there something that you refused to see past?
Because that gay boy who sits next you daily in class,
is the one who knows your present, future and past.
He knows where bullies come from, so don't hide fully behind Christianity.
Because when you go home, you yourself are showered with profanities.
The same fist you used to beat the blue eyed boy,
is the same fist that your father uses to wring around your neck