I made a wish upon a star And it crushed me Like the hope that went to far Daylight brushed me But light faded away It's been nothing but darkness For days So we stand And run into the flames.
I brought a goblet to my lips But it burned me I leaned into your kiss But you turned to weep I have nothing to say As a battle my whole life Away And the eye Is laughing as we get slain.
I tried to raise my bow But now I'm too week I want to say last words But I can't speak I am wanting to say That I do not regret One day With you But you're too far away.
To breathe is such a strain So I give in Now I realize there's no pain I'm not living Please remember the pain That we all had to face For this gain But your minds Forget all but the brave.
Hasn't anybody told her That she can't get off the train Unless she listens to the rain And it's not her fault at all 'Cause we were all just born to fall
Hasn't anybody seen her You know she really needs a rest Because she only means the best And it's sweet music when she cries 'Cause only sad songs make you sigh
Couldn't anybody hold her Let her cry upon your shoulder Maybe say hello from me Ask her who she wants to be Tell her that I love her so But I had to let her go
Hasn't anybody told her That she's in a picture frame That I look at through the rain The picture hangs above my bed But I can't see it in my head
Couldn't anybody love her But don't place yourself above her Please don't turn yourself away If you want her to see day Tell her that I love her so And I don't want to let her go
To vote is to take part in a Democratic system, and to help decide which candidate will be the most beneficial for your nation. But what if neither candidate represents your point of view? Is it still patriotic to vote, even if it means voting for someone you don’t believe in? On November 8th, 2016, millions of Americans were asking themselves that very question. Forced to choose between Republican Donald Trump and Democrat Hillary Clinton, only about 60% of eligible voters actually cast their ballots. Most people would agree that it is our patriotic duty to vote. Voting honors the brave Americans who fought to give us freedom and a voice in our government. Despite an election’s outcome, voting strengthens Democracy. Therefore, by going to the polls, you are supporting your country. “Voting is the right upon which all other rights depend.”
Well, you've won, I see But you've hurt your feet On the rocks and stones I put on your road. But will you just keep climbing?
Love, you said that you would be Always here and there for me I said the same of course, And that I believed you. But baby were we lying?
And look at you, You've stopped halfway up the mountain Just because you couldn't keep on countin' Your footsteps Knowing you've left something behind But you say you can't go back Now that we've lost our shine. So keep on standing on the ledge, And hide your sadness with pride 'Cause you could go so much higher But you're still standing high. And as you look at me from above Remember: I'm not there To give you a shove To help you fall down. So love, won't you try With that glimmer in your eye To shove yourself. Come back down Get your head out of the clouds.
Taco, oh taco! What would the world be Without your spicy flavor? You are without doubt The most wonderful food Known to mankind. Oh, but how unattractive we all look While eating you, oh taco! With stray pieces of lettuce Hanging out of our mouths As we try to take a bite. And, alas, we must position our heads horizontally In order to take a single bite Of your heavenly being! But all the neck cramps (And no second dates) That you bring to us after we ingest you Are worth it For you also bring smiles to our faces. And... Uh... I can feel my life expectancy shrink a little With each bite I take... Um... . . . Taco, oh taco, Why am I writing a poem about you? For, though I do love you dearly, oh taco, I am wasting my time. For there is one question that I have yet to ask myself:
I am made of glass Falling Falling Falling to the ground...
I then S H A T T E R.
. . .
I'm in a million pieces, All sharp and small Lying helpless On the ground. My arms could not catch me My voice cannot carry for help As there is nobody That can fix me.
Sweep me up With the broom And try to remember If there was ever anyone else Living here. Separate the pink pieces And the blue pieces, Thinking they are from two separate beings.
You are deaf to my cries as you tell them: "There was a broken girl, and a broken boy."
Our sanity's dripping Down the wall Like blood of those Whom we watched fall It trickles down Like new red paint Reminding us Of why we hate.
I guess you could say Our hearts betray us. Lose us Use us Then we slay ourselves Like it's not our fault. If our soul Is like our gold Than our minds would be The vault.
I don't know why We lock so many things Inside the vault Inside our minds. You can't get in Because the grin Is closed And speaks Of suicide.
Now here's a smile Like a combination The lock must be opened To begin the invasion. So try to take my gold But I warn you It'll drag you down. And the smile you must break Really feels like a frown So come on down To the land of the living But dying And bring a fake smile So you won't feel left out.
