Three
poems. Warning: Just a bit on the angry side.
Well, i just got done writing a paper a little while ago for my advanced comp
class, and yeah. I'm a bit fired up. So i wrote some more.
"tired of the same"
stupid head,
stupid broken brain
if i was a real girl
i'd like pink
i'd be exactly the same
and everywhere i go
they all sing the same refrain:
have you no self control
girl, have you no
no shame?
because you can't just open your mouth
and say those things you say
you simply cannot up and
tip the world around
that way
and everywhere i go
they always make me pay
honey, pink makes me sick
and i'm disgusted
with being ashamed
cuz i didn't build this head,
cuz i didn't build this brain
and i can't help but be myself
and she can't just stop
and be the same
these days i just can't stop
and listen to their blame,
no more than they will stop
and listen to my rage.
"shook"
so i started to get angry
hoping my writer's block would break
and then i got so mad
that my hands started to shake
they shook so bad for so long
that i was afraid to move my pen
and when i thought about how scared i was
i got angry all over again
it's not that i hate women,
and i don't even hate guys
it's just that sometimes i can't understand
how the human race survives
when we're all so very stupid,
and we're content to close our eyes
and we live each new century
through the last century's lies
and when i try to think it through
i get so mad all over again
that i can't even make a logical sentence
travel from my brain to the open end
and it makes it even worse because
all this time i waste and shake
there's a world i want hear my words
and an order i want to break.
"chances"
hey, guys,
i'm really frustrated.
and you don't want to know why,
but i'm going to go ahead and say it.
you don't have to listen,
i know you won't anyway.
but i came here to talk,
and i'm going to say what i've got to say.
you know that i'm tired of everyone
in the world thinking that they're better than me.
and i'm really getting sick
of hearing myself agree.
so i'm here to take a chance,
to stand up and open my mouth
so at least i can say that i tried
to get my life all sorted out.
i am woman, go ahead
and hear me roar.
i'm just a girl, but honey,
i am so much more.
and this a world where there is just
no room to be a chick
and want anything at all that's been
portioned off as in the realm of dick.
and everything outside of being a girl
belongs to being a man
so when i admit to wanting more
i'm in trouble all over again.
but i came here to talk,
and i'm going to say what i've got to say,
so just cuz you're all mad at me now
doesn't mean i'm going away.
to tell the truth, i think
that i'm just as capable as you
and i know that i can match
you in everything that you do.
and i don't care much for borders,
and i don't care much for lines
if you want to know what i want,
all i want is what is mine.
all i'd like is for you to stop
trying to tell me that my skin
determines what kind of oppurtunities
i should be given.
so yeah, you're kind of right to say
that you think i want the world
because i want to make it safe
to live on this earth and be a girl.
but guys, i'm really frustrated,
and i know you don't want to hear it,
but look, this world vision i have,
i know we're nowhere near it.
and i know this dream i have,
it's pretty far away.
but honey, we got to start out somewhere,
and that's what i came here to say.
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