Everyone is here today,
Gathered in front of the looming school,
Breakfast clenching in their stomachs,
Wading in shallow waters.
We are all here,
But for the wrong reasons.

We are here
to celebrate our mistaken ingenuity,
the idiocy that surrounds us,
this thing that we call a
test.

The one thing that will decide our future,
Life and death.

Oh who am I kidding? The shsat is important for some, a chance to go to a good specialized high school,
But for us,
It's just a joke, the shshit.
Easy? Hell yeah. The point? Not important to us. The schools?
Worse than ours.

What school you go to shouldn't define you as a person.
So what if you go to Stuyvesant?
You could be a ******* for all I care.
So if you took the shsat already, or have already took it,
Just chill.

Humans are naturally attracted
to all things bad for them.
I guess thats why I fell for you.
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Humans are naturally attracted
to all things bad for them.
So you can just go break my heart and examine it.
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Humans are naturally attracted
to all things bad for them.
That's why I watch scary movies in the dark only to be haunted by nightmares.
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Humans are naturally attracted
to all things bad for them.
Probably the reason why I am so fat.
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Humans are naturally attracted
to all things bad for them.
Which explains the suicidal thoughts and the cuts and everything that shadows everything and haunts my very being.

Wounds will heal
Over time
Even if it takes
Decades
But the memories that
Came from the pain
Last much longer
I know
I have scars
That mark the pain
Everyone does
But not all
Scars show
Skin is not the only
Surface you can
Break
Hearts
Can be slit
Just as easily
So be careful
Every person is fragile
Some seem more
Breakable
Than others
But not all
Scars show
A heart is not the only
Surface you can
Break

Confidence
Can be shattered
Just as easily
So be careful
Every person is fragile
Confidence can
Be broken
Faster
Than anything else
And it takes so long to
Repair
I know
I have scars
But not all
Scars show

WOW, isn't that lovely?
Would you call your child that? Would you leave them there,    
   hanging without a piece of    
   identity to clarify just what  
   *they are?
Would you leave them there
   without a beautiful name that
   suits them dearly like: Grace,
   Hope, Joy or Micah, Joe,
   Ben?
Would you call your child Untitled?
No?
Then why would you call the
   poetry that you've raise from
   an idea and helped it to
   develop Untitled?
Be careful, poems have
   feelings too!

Bewitched under reality's charm,
Never dreamt how it shall one day harm.
What was then,are not those now.
Lovers bloomed-beneath the icy flow
Fingers entwined,twitching the air
Abrupt happiness,they never stay.
Feel deep within,they always say.

What if they knew empty spaces-
Was this heart's only sweet escape.
Come close enough
And you shall see how-
Yesterday's flower wilted like a distant memory.
Lips tremble as they form your name,
The last strength to embrace-
Faded stars and footprints of grace.

Tell me someday,dreamers we all were-
To rebuild a broken landscape.
Spilled colors on that pale canvas-
Magic takes time-and there-
Fixed with the vow of tomorrow.
And here,I am home again.

Sticks and stones would break my bones
but words would shatter and splinter my soul
until it couldn't be pieced back together again
until all the hope in the world had shrivelled up
and withered away and died
as if souls were
fragile things like
whispered secrets
and
love
and
poetry.

I'm coming for you
Ten.
Quickening breath.
Nine.
Racing heart
Eight.
Creaky floor.
You can't hide, little lady
Seven.
Quiet whimper.
Six.
Silent gulp.
I like these games, my pretty
Five.
Shadowy figures.
Four.
Hear the whispers.
The thing is, I always win.
Three.
Closed eyes.
Two.
Heart in throat.
Found you.*
One.
Blood curdling scream.

As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving
And the rose buds know to bloom in early May
Just as hate knows love's the cure, you can rest your mind assure
That I'll be loving you always

As now can't reveal the mystery of tomorrow
But in passing we'll grow older everyday
Just as all that's born is new, you know what I say is true
That I'll be loving you always

Just as time knew to move on since the beginning,
And the seasons know exactly when to change
Just as kindness knows no shame, know through all your joy and pain
That I'll be loving you always

As today I know I'm living, but tomorrow
Could make me the past, but that I mustn't fear
For I know deep in my mind the love of me I've left behind
'Cause I'll be loving you always

Until the day is night and night becomes the day
Until the trees and seas just up and fly away
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4
Until the day that is the day that are  no more

Until the rainbow burns the stars out  in the sky
Until the ocean covers every  mountain high
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream,
I'll be loving you...


...*Always

thin crust of earth
dry and cracked
cannot breed beauty
lovely things dismantled
absent of the living rain
where I am trapped
in the grip
of the void