Poetry

THESE ARE POEMS I WRITE WHEN I WANT TO....THEY COULD BE ABOUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING. MY OPINIONS, A STORY I WANNA WRITE ABOUT, A MOVIE I JUST WATCH TURNED INTO POETRY. ITS JUST GONNA BE SOMETHING FOR PEOPLE TO SEE WHAT I WRITE LIKE. AND THAT I CAN WRITE ABOUT ANYTHING. FROM MY OPINIONS ON LABELLING IN SCHOOL OR MY THOUGHTS ON KNOW IT ALLS AND PEOPLE WHO THINK THEY ARE BETTER THEN EVERYONE ELSE , TO SOMETHING LIKE VIEWS ON A HOMELESS MAN OR THE STORY OF A SNIPER. SO HERE YA GO NINE POEMS RIGHT NOW, MORE EVENTUALLY. ENJOY.

"Sharpshooter"
Midnight strikes, out steps the sniper
Does the job right, gets thirty grand
Human brains on the windshield wipers
From the gun he holds in his hand
A bullet placed inside their heads
A man with smooth killing techniques
Reports of thirty people dead
An assasin on a killing spree
Police search day, police search night
But nowhere's found, hides in the dark
The trigger pulled, bullets in flight
Another round has hit it's mark
Goe's for the kill, pulls out the gun
The shooter's taking out the trash
Another victim, the job is done
Sits in his house, counting his cash
Picks them off on apartment roofs
He's bored of money, just wants blood spilled
Nobody can find one piece of proof
That he's the one who makes sure theyre killed
He's sick of being chased by cops
He wants his quiet, he wants his piece
Throughout the night, sounds of gunshots
Are heard, the town needs more police
He doesn't want to be gunned down
He packs his bags, leaves the country
Buries his gun, heads out of town
And now he's resting peacefully

"Same Trends, Same Friends?"
Why is it that everybody has to belong to one group
Theres 50 different armies each with 50 different troops
No matter who you are, someone else has got you labelled
The punks, the geeks, the jocks, the preps, the thugs and the disabled
Whose really has the right to say whose most popular in schools
You have to follow certain fashion, follow certain rules
You have to have the same damn taste for them to be your friends
I'm sick of this philosophy and these stupid fucking trends
Because somebodys different, do you got the urge to fight?
I belive its udder bullshit and uncalled for, it's not right
Why can't all of us just be mature, why can't we get along?
To reject somebody cause they ain't you is stupid and it's wrong
Why do you call them names if theyre wearing different clothes?
Or if they spike there hair or if the gotta ring through there nose
It's pointless how variety leads everyone to hate
Why's there labelling in school, so kids discriminate?

"Homeless"
Mistakes have left me hungry and homeless on the street
No food or no shelter, no decent clothes or heat
Even though the odd trash fire has keeps me feeling warm
There's no protection for me when I'm facing a snowstorm
Im just trying to survive, could you lend a bit of food
If you dont want to, fine by me, there's no need to be rude
I dont have enough money to buy a decent pair of clothes
In the winter none of you even help me when I froze
I hurry to the puddles of mud for a little bit of water
This life is shit, I'm sick of it, why do I even bother?
I wish that I at least could have a half decent home
But I don't and I won't and so onto the streets I roam
I am left to be the biggest begger walking in the town
The people don't acknowledged me unless they're beating me around
Haven't been clean for 3 long years, people think I'm a creep
I break the law only so that I have a place to sleep
Everytime i ask for money people tell me that I'm weird
Maybe I'd get a razor and begin to shave this beard
Or maybe I could get myself a half decent t-shirt
Then people would look at me and stop treating me like dirt
Then get a decent pair of pants and find myslef a job
Then crawl out of the gutter and stop living like a slob
Then you wouldnt see me on the streets, I'd have an apartment
I'd get my life back, get back on track, and start paying the rent
I'd have all of my neccessities, like nice shoes for my feet
Some clean water to wash in, some decent food to eat
I could meet a pretty women, and maybe get a wife
Have some kids and raise them better, so they don't live my life
I'd remember all the bad times, and all of the bad luck
But it all could be erased if only you could lend a few bucks

"Big Shot"
What pisses me off? You Think you're better then me
You think you're as perfect as any human could be
You walk around, thinking that you are hot shit
Well I one of the hundreds whose had enough of it
You're one of those guys who thinks he knows it all
You're the one who's driving us all up the wall
Every single person you think you know thinks you are a prick
Every single person you think you know is tired, they're sick
You think that the whole world revolves around you
Well tonight's the final night because your days are through
It's about time, your cycle of torments finally done
The pain and torture you're going through as only just begun
Do you think that you are the world's coolest guy?
NOBODY EVEN LIKES YOU!
Truth is people can't wait for the day that you die
NOBODY EVEN LIKES YOU!
When you're told off or are beaten, you're always asking why?
NOBODY EVEN LIKES YOU!
Do you want an answer now? Well this is our reply:
NOBODY F***ING LIKES YOU!

"The Silver Spoon"
You were born into money, you never had to work
You won't get anywhere in life with that ridiculous smirk
You lived your whole life with a silver spoon
But it will be taken out of your mouth some soon
You never had to do anything for yourself
While we struggle like hell to survive forourselves
You have never had to ever really try hard in life
We know that your'e wrong, but you think that you're right
I can't wait till you find out that life isn't this kind
A fine adjustment should be made soon on your mind
Start doing some work and thinking things through
Because nobody will be there to wait upon you
When will you decide to amount to something?
When will you stop acting like you are the king?
We might help you out once, but we are not your slaves
Its time for payback, start doing the work you never gave
Stop waiting on others to do all of your work
About time you pulled your weigh and stopped being a jerk
Imagine nobody there to follow your commands
It's time to grown up, it's time to take a stand
You better prepare, the worlds a scary place
I can't wait to see the look on your face
You better be ready to take the world on
Cause soon enough, the silver spoon's gone

"Bottled Up"
He walks through the door, it's really late at night
He's put his money to the bottle, he's ready for a fight
But with him, you never know what he's about to do
Will he stagger right by us? Or will he stare at us and spew?
Will he yell at my mother, will he make her cry?
Or will he shout at my brother and wish he would die?
I've bottled up my anger, I'm about to get mad
Why did I have to live with an alocoholic dad?
Does he expect us to live with all this pain and agony?
This alcohol leaves us with nothing but pain and tragedy
Headed off to the bathroom, where he becomes even sicker
Why does he waste his life and money to this liquor?
He leaves tears in the eyes of his children and his wife
He leads a family of four into a terrible life
How are we suppose to live when he spends his every dollar
A drinking problem with one man causes all of us to hollar

"Fashion Slave"
You Can Walk The Streets At Night With a Head Of Spikey Hair
Combats Boots And Knee Hole Jeans And I Can Say I Won't Care
Piercings In Your Nose And Lips, And A Few More In Your Ear
But You Piss Me Off In The End Cause You Change Your Ways Each Year
Leather Jacket, Studs And Spikes And Patches On Your Jeans
Chain Wallets Down To Your Shins, Now You Think That You Look Mean
See I Wear That Stuff Every Now And Then, But I Don't Claim I'm A Badass
But You Wear Braces And Shave Your Head Then Claim You're Lower Class!
I Don't Need To Wear All The Above To Claim That I'm A Punk
I Can Wear Blue Jeans And Plain T-Shirts, Get With The Boys And Could Get Drunk
I Enjoy The Style As Much As You, But Thats Not What Makes You "Hardcore"
It's What's In Your Head, Not On Your Head, You've Been Told A Hundred Times Before
Your Bleached Jeans And Your Bondage Pants May Make You Think You're Cool
But You Dressed In Khaki And Turtle Necks Just 3 Or 4 Months Ago
Punk's To Me's A Way Of Life And I'll Take It To My Grave
But You'll Just Change, You're All The Same, You're Just A Fashion Slave!

"No News Like Good News"
It seems like now a days there nothing good left on the news.
Someone's found dead on the highway from driving with the booze.
Another man is sent to jail because of spouse abuse.
Somebody's stole another's car and took it for a cruise.
Another killer strikes and another victim's dead.
Another bullet puts a brand new hole into their head
Another fatal disease strikes this planet, starts to spread.
Why don't we put some good news on the television instead?
How about a man donates His blood so His kid sees the next day?
Or about the good things that happen on this planet everyday?
How about the city making spots for the homeless bums to stay?
The world seems like a shithole due to the news that it displays
But no, another teen has lost their life to the likes of suicide
And four more children killed in a small town from a mudslide
How many times do I need to hear that another person's died?
Whoever said no news like good news, they sure as hell don't lie
Becauase this world is slowly dying of this sick social disease
This media can control whatever society's to see
They can put death on the TV whenever they feel the need
It sickens Me how they can show that filth when they please
When will We have news in which it don't cause Me to yell?
I wish someone would give Me answers, I wish someone would tell
If you're asking the questions, then here's the answer, Well....
Good news will be the day that planet earth goes striaght to hell

"Friend"
No matter what they say to You, You'll always be My friend
I'm there for You through sick and health, from beginning to end
No matter who comes across My path even if it's My own wife
You're My best friends and I can't replace You with any form of life
I'll be there for You at anytime, I'll travel anywhere
I've liked You since the day We meet and no one can compare
Everytime I see a laugh or smile come across Your joyful face
It's something special to Me and something I can't replace
Cause You're my best friend in this world, You are My family
I'll always be there by Your side for all eternity
There's not one person on this earth that can ever replace You
You've always been there for Me and I'll do the same thing too
When times were tough, no point to live, You always proved Me wrong
You're the world to Me, there's not one time We haven't got along
I'll never do a single thing to ever let You down
Cause You've never done a thing to Me to ever make Me frown
No matter how I'm feeling, if it's angry or it's sad
You take a while to make Me smile, and leave Me feeling glad
You have always been My eyes when I was to blind to see
I've never met someone who shares the same love back for Me
I'd drive a hundred miles in the middle of night
Cause no amount of darkness can match your beauty and your light
You've always been good to share a secret, been good to share a laugh
Whenever I'm smile when nobody's around it is on Your behalf
No matter if I'm feeling pissed off, or my life has been a mess
You come to Me, and I always leave in total happiness
Whenever You were feeling down, I gave You a bestfriend's love
I cared, I shared and even swear to do all the above
Whenever You are feeling down, when You ever have to cry
It's good to know I'm there for You until the day We die
It will never ever matter what all those people say
You're My life and soul, You make me whole with each and everyday
And if I want to end it all, I seem to make it through
I just close my eyes, and visualize the memories of you
There's not a force of nature that can tear our love apart
Cause the strongest feelings in the world are the ones deep in my heart
My world is done without You, I'll love You with every breath
You will always be My best friend until I'm face to face with death

Dedicated To Elsa Yorke And Andrew O'Brien, I Love You Guys

WELL, THERES NINE SONGS FOR NOW. IF YA LIKED THEM, THEN THANKS A LOT. IF YA DIDN'T, THEN WHY ARE YOU STILL ON THIS SITE? YOU SHOULD LEAVE THEN!
-Thrash Langille