Category Archives: school poems

(And That’s Why) I Never Lived As A Girl

If I could’ve been that little girl I was
At home, at school, and at church then what…
What would’ve my life been like, life been like
Would I’ve been more confident, happy, and more authentic
Would I’ve been more authentic, more truly authentically me
And would people have liked me more ‘cause I…
‘Cause I liked myself oh so very much more
Very much more then having to be a boy
I hated being a boy but I hated being…
I hated being bullied at school so much more
And that’s why I never lived as a girl

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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

Oh Why Do People Have To Be So Damn Cruel?

Your in the family Chevy going fast into the city
Your mom’s driving, you’re begging your head to not hurt
Your afraid that you’ll throw up again like all evening
To you this feels so not like a perfect day

To you this feels so not like a perfect day
Siting in the emergency waiting room still with hurting head
Nears at counter gives you bucket and you again puke
To you this feels so not like a perfect day

Oh why do people have to be so damn cruel?
You where simply siting in your seat minding your business
Doing what you always do just listing to your walkman
You where just trying to make it listening to county

You got off the small yellow bus at your stop
And you stumbled home and cranked up Billy Ray Cyrus
Loud you tried to get the music to clear your head
Oh why do people have to be so damn cruel?

It was only just a punch right in your face
Oh why did he punch you right in your face?
Oh why did he punch you right in your face?
Why did he go punch you right in your face?

Oh why do people have to be so damn cruel?

Rather Be Spiritually Thriving

Need’a hear the holy
When it’s calling me
But this world’s still
Calling to tell me
That God’s not real
And I gotta survive
I’d rather be spiritually
Thriving not just surviving

I am spiritually sore
Browsed and battered from
As a child hiding
That I was religious
From my school mates
I need’a be bold
Commit to never do
Anything like that again

Need’a hear the holy
When it’s calling me
But this world’s still
Calling to tell me
That God’s not real
And I gotta survive
I’d rather be spiritually
Thriving not just surviving

They are spiritually sore
Browsed and battered from
Doing like I did
Hiding that they’re religious
From their school mates
They need’a be bold
Commit to never do
Anything like that again

Need’a hear the holy
When it’s calling us
But this world’s still
Calling to tell us
That God’s not real
And we gotta survive
We’d rather be spiritually
Thriving not just surviving

Need’a hear the holy
When it’s calling us
But this world’s still
Calling to tell us
That God’s not real
And we gotta survive
We’d rather be spiritually
Thriving not just surviving

We’d rather be spiritually
Thriving not just surviving

My Bro

My bro I’ve watched you grow
And even flow
Flow a bit more closer to me
But somehow I should’ve known one day through it all you’d be
Be looking to go find who you are
So are you still going to be there for me wen I fall far?

Well defiantly yes
And what can I do in return but show you my respect ‘cause you deserve nothing less
And say I know that you were always there for me through the lonely days of my childhood
Childhood which for me went from curiosity to crying don’t know if I should
See I know now it would have really helped me if I’d tolled my youth group friends about the pain
Pain I felt shouldn’t ruin my youth group fun by falling out of me like rain

But who can talk about the mental and fiscal pushing and shoving
Especially when they’re in a place of loving
And I was no different always acting like a funny clown
Clown I was ‘cause I didn’t want to bring them, let alone me down
But down I should have come of my high horse before I started to sink
And tried somehow to clearly about it all think

Happy Little Children

Happy little children
Their going to
To cry inside
Moms and dads
Saying everything ok
We do it
For the children
Send them to
To public schools
The public schools
They’re for the
For the children

Happy little children
Their going to
To cry inside
Moms and dads
Saying everything ok
We do it
For the children
The staying together
Together that is
It’s for the
For the Children

Happy little children
Their going to
To cry
Moms and dads

Conform Conform Oh I’m Dead

You want to make up my mined
You want to tell me just do it
Do what you are told
Just do it do what you are told

Look really smart, look like you have your own opinions but don’t express them don’t share them just do what you are told
Oh be societies poppet on a string, let them move you when they say it’s ok, let them shout you up when they say the word, let them starve you so they can say your so beautiful

Oh you want to make up my mined
You want to tell me just do it
Do what you are told
Just do it do what you are told

Just do what you are told
Look like an individual but don’t really be one, conform conform oh I’m dead

Shellshock

Need to scream
But here I sit
Vary quiet and still
Oh inside my room
‘Cause I no longer know how to move

And it’s ‘cause of the shellshock
Caused by what I’ve seen

Need to scream
But here I sit
Just listening to BarlowGirl
Oh inside my room
‘Cause I no longer know how to move

And it’s ‘cause of the shellshock
Caused by what I’ve experienced

I can’t go back
Oh to the happy little child
I once was
Oh so inquisitive
But they shot me down
Shot me dawn

And it’s ‘cause of the shellshock
Caused by what I’ve experienced

Don’t taunt your peers
‘Cause you have no idea
What they can be
And maybe they could be
A great friend
Or even a great lover too

And if they’re not somebody
It’ll be ‘cause of the shellshock
Caused by what you’ve done

Need to scream
But here I sit
Again listening to Superchick
Oh inside my room
‘Cause I no longer know haw to move

And it’s ‘cause of the shellshock
Caused by what I’ve experienced

And in spite of you
They’ll be somebody
Like a caring individual
Or even a really compassionate person

And inspirit of you I’ll be
I’ll be somebody
Like a loyal friend
Or even a really lovable gal

And it’s ‘cause of the shellshock
Caused by what you’ve done

And I,
Need to scream…!

Tomorrow Will Be Wonderful

Born with curiosity in all of your veins
But now there are things you’d rather not know

And like your younger brother there will be
Some who will always be there for, yes you

And you will pull on through the roadblocks
Lade out in front of you by those who
Aren’t there for you

Some will never be there for, yes you
But that does not mean you should not yourself

Head only towards the good times ‘cause the bad
They will leave you pacing and really freaking out

Love we all need it oh so deeply
And deep friendship we’re all desperately searching for it
Desperately searching for it

Born with curiosity in all of your veins
But now there are things you’d rather not know

Things like why your parents went separate ways
And why your brother is doing better then you

Born with curiosity in all of your veins
And still there are things you’d like to know
You’d like to know

Things like why you where letdown by schools
And their public education system and subjected to bullying

And if it was not for your church’s
Youth group it’s what got you through hard times

Allowing you to still be here today with
Hope that tomorrow will become oh so wonderful, wonderful
Tomorrow will be wonderful

You Saved Me

Crazy good was I when in your presence
Always smilin’ happy so you’d never know oh…
You, you saved me
You, you saved me

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

My perception said that your presence was perfection
But perfection decent last long unlike bad memories
They, linger on mind
Linger, on my mind

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

You gave me some good Sunday mornin’ times
And those weekend youth conference trips to oh…
You, you saved me
You, you saved me

Youth Group if it wasn’t for you oh…
High School name calling would’ve don me in
For-sure, don me in
Don, me in for-sure

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Crazy good was I wen in your presence
Ya-ya, ya-ya, ya-ya, ya-ya, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Always smilin’ happy oh…
You, you saved me

Smilin’ happy
Smilin’ happy
Smilin’ happy
Smilin’ happy…