Wtf? ! ? Poem by kayla mcmillin

Wtf? ! ?



quiet?
you cant ever get away
from the echoing,
aggravating,
constant sounds
of our distracted society.
a flame,
it burns.
but only because of its given
essentral need to survive with
with a last breath.
cant think of anything scheduled,
being alone.
where can we go to be alone?
how do we as people know what
it is like to be alone,
when we are constantly surrounded with ourselves?
our thoughts and feelings.
what do i think?
i think that when the sun lies a touch of warm
when the air is so crisp
is the only time of peice of mind.

dehydration.
think of something dehydrated.
without water.
not having something of such essentral value.
we thrive so strongly
on things that only please us
for a short time,
a period.
and dont ever 2nd guess what we need
as opposed to what we want.

self security vs. pride.
what does it mean to have pride?
thinking that your better then someone,
thinking your above this world?
thinking its okay to
use others as a carpet to walk on
so that you may feel important.
like the red carpet.
why is it red?
thats the color of blood.
blood from pain.
how many people do you think
they had to give pain
to get enough hurt to make that carpet?

grass.
why is it green?
why did god want it to be green?
think of how weird it would be
to see purple grass,
only because were so used to it green.

bunnies so innocent.
children same thing.
need a good example in your life?
someone to look up to?
watch a child.
children so beautiful,
unique.
what does it mean to be unique?
thats saying your like everyone else
in this world,
selfish,
greedy,
mindless,
unthankful.

mountains.
peaks of glory.
what do i mean by that?
they look so confident.
not proud,
confident,
unconquerable.

school...

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