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Popular
It gets harder and harder as the days go on,
to live how they want me to be one;
one of them that is, the popular side,
where people like you and offer a ride;
The thing is i cant stand it,
how they want me to be;
its like a pain growing inside,
poking hard right at me;
I hope it ends soon this pain i cant take,
for if it doesnt i fear for heavens sake;
i might end it myself so that i can be gone,
from this popular crowd i stand all alone;
its coming up fast between them and me now,
i fear i wont win this struggle right now;
Its finally all over so sad it may be,
for i had to end this life
and start a new one for me.
Steven Michael Norris
Racism
I think i am alone,
that no one gives a care,
when i walk through the halls of my school,
though they all give me a stare;
Did i do something wrong,
did i do something bad,
I think its cuz im different and they do not understand;
I cant escape this world,
as if a dream of fright,
though no one comes to wake me and
save me from this night;
Its not that its a dream,
its just the way we live,
where different people have thier way of right and wrong,
and a certain perspective;
Ill try to live my life,
of how i think it be,
and make them understand a little more
of me.
Steven Michael Norris
Why?
Why does it seem that when things start to
go good, my life turns upside down and
starts to get worse?
Why does it matter what shoes I wear or if
im on a team that I should pick first?
Why do you care its not like your me, though
if you were you wouldn't care about
popularity?
Why should I stay when I can easily go, does
it make you feel better when i'm your joke
show?
Why do you go and stabe a knife in my back,
then ask for a favor like its a brain that I
lack?
But the thing most of all that I want to
know why, is why do you care, really because
if you do..why?
Steven Michael Norris
Popular
It gets harder and harder as the days go on,
to live how they want me to be one;
one of them that is, the popular side,
where people like you and offer a ride;
The thing is i cant stand it,
how they want me to be;
its like a pain growing inside,
poking hard right at me;
I hope it ends soon this pain i cant take,
for if it doesnt i fear for heavens sake;
i might end it myself so that i can be gone,
from this popular crowd i stand all alone;
its coming up fast between them and me now,
i fear i wont win this struggle right now;
Its finally all over so sad it may be,
for i had to end this life
and start a new one for me.
Steven Michael Norris
Racism
I think i am alone,
that no one gives a care,
when i walk through the halls of my school,
though they all give me a stare;
Did i do something wrong,
did i do something bad,
I think its cuz im different and they do not understand;
I cant escape this world,
as if a dream of fright,
though no one comes to wake me and
save me from this night;
Its not that its a dream,
its just the way we live,
where different people have thier way of right and wrong,
and a certain perspective;
Ill try to live my life,
of how i think it be,
and make them understand a little more
of me.
Steven Michael Norris
Why?
Why does it seem that when things start to
go good, my life turns upside down and
starts to get worse?
Why does it matter what shoes I wear or if
im on a team that I should pick first?
Why do you care its not like your me, though
if you were you wouldn't care about
popularity?
Why should I stay when I can easily go, does
it make you feel better when i'm your joke
show?
Why do you go and stabe a knife in my back,
then ask for a favor like its a brain that I
lack?
But the thing most of all that I want to
know why, is why do you care, really because
if you do..why?
Steven Michael Norris