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i wrote this poem in like 20 min today er tonight (4.9.98)... i dunno why i did but i did.... in case u don't understand it (it's kinda hard not to though)... it was kinda connected to my fave save ferris song... how she sings about how much she dreams about things... but they are always disregarded... this is sort of the same thing just more hard core... and don't forget ..."i'm keepin it real" so you u know their is some element of truth in this (well to myself). well, here it goes......
(this poem is rated R due to it's graphic language. no one under 17 admitted without a parent)
Dreams are lies

  who says dreams 
  are always true?
  it doesn't matter
  how much you
  hope, wish, pray
  and do....
  they always turn on
  you back and say
  fuck you....

  many people have dreams.  
  who set their lives into
  organized schemes.
  pondering about their
  oh-so perfect lives...
  seeing their future
  with their optimistic eyes
  no matter what way
  you look at it.
  even if you have 
  strength and wit...
  others turn yours
  plans into jokes and shit....

  so i say...
  aim low, 
  aim so low 
  so that even if 
  you do succeed
  it wouldn't matter... 
  to you or anyone
  else anymore, because...

  it doesn't matter
  how much you
  hope, wish, pray
  and do....
  they always turn on
  you back and say
  fuck you....

  they say things can
  happen if you put
  your mind to it.
  then you try it
  having only to fail...
  now i say screw it,
  those ambitions of:
  money, gain, wealth
  no more pain, health
  easier times, no more
  silent cries....

  what is that? 

  can we really live our  
  lives, according to 
  these horrendous
  conditions? 
  are these lies, 
  or true ambitions?
  none of this is ever 
  true, because....

  it doesn't matter
  what you do, because
  they always turn on
  you back and say
  fuck you!!!!!

yeah ok, that's about it.... i dunno this one kinda scares me... but it makes a lot of sense to ME.... it could apply to others, but i dunno.... since you are such a great friend, and i am entrusting these words unto... i ask you not to show it to anyone else because.... i dunno, i wouldn't want anyone else to see it.... you know? this was the first poem i wrote in 5 or 6 months... i guess i still have some emotions within me, or maybe these are all new ones... i don't know... i guess i will just find out over time... so, i'll see ya later.....