5 poems

Song 1: IN THE END BY LINCOLN PARK

It starts with
One thing I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time

All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away

It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, but didn't even know
Or wasted it all just to watch you go

I kept everything inside
And even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be
A memory of a time when

I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end it doesn't even matter

One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how

I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised

It got so far
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me in the end

You kept everything inside
And even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be
A memory of a time when

I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end it doesn't even matter

I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know

I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know

I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end it doesn't even matter

Song 2: NUMB BY LINCOLN PARK

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me?
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control
?Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know I may end up failing too
But I know you were just like me
With someone disappointed in you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Poem 3: The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Poem 4: Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.

Poem 5: Mines:)

Secrets of the Ocean

I flow smoothly,

undulating through life.

Although I may have my high and low tides,

I usually stay mellow.

I am known for fluctuating,

due to my uncertainties.

Around the island,

people come to me.

Whether to hang out, have fun, or reflect upon problems,

I will always be here no matter what.

Many who admire my calm horizon,

come to find that I can be full of life.

There are people who stay ashore and are too afraid to swim deeper.

Those are the ones who will only see shallowness,

and quickly judge my ways.

Occasions of rareness comes around when unique people,

risk their lives sailing pass the shallowness and into the deep unknown.

On a search for the treasure box deep down,

no one can get pass the gaurded sharks.

The secrets that lie beneath are great,

yet no one has the first clue.

I am an ocean.

Journal #27

Brainstorming....
hmmm...
---I could compare myself to the ocean. I have my high tides and my low tides.On bright and sunny days, I am clear as glass but on cloudy days, I am murky. Like an ocean I can be really deep and mellow but only towards people who would do anything for me. For instance, people who want to learn more about the ocean, risk their lives sailing out to the waters, not knowing whether they will come back. I also like to go with the flow, but when that beautiful moon or a 'pretty face' comes out then it controls me. Although the ocean can be really mellow it can also be really unpredictable, just like me. People go to the beach whenever they want to hang out, have fun, or just sit on the sand and reflect upon their life, just like how people come to me to talk about their life, their problems, to hang out, or to just party and have fun. Like an ocean, I am full of life and many people get lost with me. For instance, I would be talking about something and the person that I'm talking to would be so lost. People like to go in and out of the ocean just like how people come in and out of my life. Many only stay on the shallow end of my life because they are to scared to go farther on and discover my deeper side. People have no clue what lies beneath the ocean. Just like how scientist are discovering new things all the way down deep in the ocean. I am full of secrets and although some people think that they have me all figured out, they don't know the half of it.