The title has nothing to do with the blog....LOL naaaan-naaaaan!!!I posted this on facebook. Me thinks it's only right to post for the three may one myspace fam that isn't on facebook, who out of love and the spirit of the holidays decide to stumble upon this blog and actually read it. If not, you can't say I was excluding you.I found some poetry I published a long time ago on Poetry.com. I think I was in HighSchool. Dunno...I know it was a long time ago. I updated it a little bit. I might throw this up on Myspace to get my brain flowing again!
Enjoy!!
THE FRUIT....
Put under the pressure of the world's point of view,
Hiding from the questions that they all are asking you.
Longing for the acceptance of all of your peers,
Only adds mountains to the growing fears.
Adding insult to injury, you shrink away slowly;
You don't remember ever feeling so lonely.
Afraid to be seen behind the mask that you wear,
You look for God on Sundays, and it seems He isn't there.
Waiting, always waiting, never hearing....shhhhhh listen.
Hiding in the bushes, while He watches you from the clearing.
"Don't You Want to Break Free From the Bonds That You're Wearing, Hmm? You Don't Have To Do The Bearing-
Screaming for assistance, it seems like no one cares.
You pray out loud to make it through this day,
With a feeling that tomorrow will be the same way.
You want to have a good relationship with Him,
But when your "friends" come around, once again,
you bite.
V aka Perverted Monk