Screams

Screams keep me awake, the echoes of screams long since trailed away. I'll never ever forget remembrance day.

Make me..

Patronize me,
Tell me just how useless i am because of my differences,
tear away what ever is left that anyone would consider individual.
Make me a carbon copy by applying stereotype or explanation.
Make me who i am, like i am everyone else,
I am not anyone else.

Criticize me,
Tell me how imperfect i am,
How little i do for the world,
How stupid i am.
Tell me that i'm the worst whose walked.
Have i hurt anybody?
If i have then make me who i despise,
I Love Being Me.

Tell lies to me,
Make me think what you've always hoped,
Bring your ego to the forefront, Vanity close behind,
hidden behind only a thin veil of smug happiness.
You've beaten me, i have no reply,
but i have so much to say.

Cry to me,
Tell me your sorrow,
expecting sympathetic recognition.
For your out of ammunition,
You're head without cognition.
Make me a shoulder to cry on, But i'll never support you.

LUCKLUCKLUCKLUCK

I may be naive but i know things. I know that i've lived too long quiet about who i am, and my friends.. most of them.. dont know a crucial piece, a small one but a crucial one :P SO i've decided upon a master plan on how to tell my friends i like both genders. This master plan is an age old concept,a game thats beenw ith us since our children were young'uns. This game is truth or dare, wish me luck :] I Need Luck.

I want to Know...

You put a dog in the desert he starves,
you put a mouse in the ocean she drowns.
Yet we put people, of all kinds in one place.
Trying stubbornly for the way to make them the same,
though what is truly equal in sameness?
Is it more equal than stereotypical slurs,
spat from the mouths of racist, sexist, phobics.
I want to know, if we all integrate, can we be equal,
or would we constantly seek to be different.
I want to know, if women are equal,
why are they seen as smarter, superior, maniacal,
When men are supposedly simple and foolish.
And why this could possibly put us on different scales.
I want to know why a man of different belief has to fight to be the same,
is it spite, a common need or envy.
I want to know why equality is being the same,
instead of understood difference.
I want to know why i care so much, why it eats at my heart and mind,
why people cannot be equal, no matter what we do.