I’m More Like The Other Girls

In junior kindergarten I played like
I played like the other girls
Feeding, holding, and rocking a doll
Still unaware that I’d someday soon
Be wishing I’d the needed courage
To say I’m more like them
And I’m less like the boys
‘Cause they’d tell me boys don’t
Play with dolls and the like

In late elementary school I watched
The other girls on the playground
Wishing I’d the needed courage to
Say I’m more like them and
That I’m less like the boys
Yes I should’ve been playing skipping
Instead of playing touch football and
At times walking around all alone
With just my walkman for company

In high school I did watch
I watched the other girls talking
About their changing bodies, futures and
Wishing I’d the needed courage to
Say I’m more like them and
That I’m less like the boys
And that I should be playing
Soccer on the girls team instead
Of being on the boys team

If the needed courage had come
From inside me I’d have developed
More like the other girls and
Not so much like the boys and
My life would be easier and
Not as hard as its been

In junior kindergarten I played like
I played like the other girls
Feeding, holding, and rocking a doll

The First Thing They’ll Remember Loving Is Learning

The first thing I remember loving is learning
And when I first learnt about school and that I was gonna get to go well…
I, I couldn’t wait to go, go there
But when I found out how it really was in there I just wanted to run
I just wanted to go runaway from school
School and all of its constant putting dawn of me and everyone else who is different
Yes I wanted to go runaway from school
Yes at least school as I have seen it done, as I have seen it done
But I still believe in school, yes school
School as I thought it was going to be like when I first heard about it
I still think it can be that way
Yeah I still think it can be that way for the next generation of my society
So I’m not gonna sit waiting for it
I’m, I’m not gonna sit waiting for someone else to come and bring it to them
I’m going to go bring it to them
Them who’ve the right to spend time being young, not forest to grow up to soon
It’s coming as new king of high school
A kind of high school that doesn’t try to squish the love of learning from kids
The first thing they’ll remember loving is learning

My Little Ol’ Life

I am already way past angry and made
I am just here with a broken smile
Where did that innocent child I know go
Crust by those who said just sit still
She was crust by those who told her just sit there still, just site there still
Could of always played games and loved learning
Crust by those who said just sit still
I am just here with a broken smile
Living what’s left of my little ol’ life
My little ol’ life, my little ol’ life

The Nonconformist, Failed By School, And Hit By Love Poem

I can’t succeed alone
Oh there must be guiding forces of light
Gotta be more then just an individual walking around alone
Oh can’t just be oh just a member of a conformist group
Must be an individual in an organization of oh individuals

Gotta learn fun fun shut dawn
Gotta learn fun fun shut dawn

Oh school failed me
I can’t succeed alone
Oh there must be guiding forces of light

Keep seeing your face
Oh keep seeing your beautiful body

School failed me, oh can I succeed with you
Girl would y’ understand the way I feel?

Felt a spark in my hart

Keep seeing your face
Oh keep seeing your beautiful body

Oh think your right for me
Oh the problem is I don’t know you
Oh I know not were you hang because oh I haven’t met you yet but I

Keep seeing your face
Oh keep seeing your beautiful body

Oh you don’t know your, oh I think oh right for me

Gotta learn fun fun shut dawn
Gotta learn fun fun shut dawn

Oh I’m just a tormented young person with these words writing this poem