Lawrence Road Middle School Poems

Dungeon by Ahzhanae Sands, Age 13

I live in a fortress where the walls are bound together by glue and
where I'm rubber and whatever comes to me comes back around to bite
you in the ass like a pitbull foaming at the mouth.I live in a
fortress where I am a hostage to my own humanity as I'm self-detained
and forced to live in this mess I've made. I live in a fortress where
everything is black and the windows are covered in bars, I can't escape as
they go clickity klack, they whisper

The Girl

The girl that just acts her self

Not worrying about anyone else

Criticizing

She wears her hair the way she feels

Dresses how she wants

And does her own thing

The individual girl

Living in her own world of no cares

While hurtful comments bite her from left to right

She still has the self esteem

That helps her sleep at night

The girl that draws whatever she feels

In her head on paper even on her self

The girl that takes criticism and just laughs at it

The girl that stays to her self

With her own styles and fashions

Her own actions

Her own most used phrases

Meanwhile the world looks at her as if she were some mental case

When really her knowledge is above standard

The girl that says what she has to say or wants to say

When nobody’s even listening

The girl that constantly talks to her self with out her knowledge

Is the girl that’s just who she is

Not trying to live up to someone else’s standards

But her own

Living a life with no expectations

Expressing her self with each and every creation

The girl that doesn’t live for the world

The girl that loves being known as

The Girl

By: Subrina F., age 13

IF I WERE TO DIE TODAY by arielle Mcgraw, age 13 IF I WERE TO DIE TODAY I WOULD REGRET SO MUCH TREATING SOME PEOPLE THE WAY I TREATED THEM NOT HAVING TIME THE TO EXPERIENCE A SWEET 16 BUT THEY SAY WHEN YOU DIE ITS GOD'S WAY OF SAYING YOUR TIME IS UP MY TIME SHOULDN'T BE UP YET IT JUST CANT BE CAN I GRADUATE COLLEGE 1ST CAN I ACHIEVE ALL MY GOALS THROUGHOUT LIFE 1ST CAN I AGE AND HAVE A FAMILY THERE IS SO MUCH I WOULD LOVE TO DO BEFORE I DIE ESPECIALLY AT THIS AGE EVERY YEAR I GET OLDER ITS A NEW CHAPTER OF MY LIFE BEGINNING IM STILL TURNING EVERY PAGE MY BOOK ISNT FINISHED YET ITS JUST GETTING GOOD IM NOT EVEN IN THE MIDDLE OF MY BOOK FINDING THE REAL ME THE ME THAT WILL ALWAYS STAY UNTIL THAT DAY I ACTUALLY DIE Dejection- January 3rd (2009) At age one, that's where it all began. Who knew such sudden events could occur? Such dolfulness in my heart Everything happened so fast, what could I possibly do? Nothing So here is the legendary story of January 3rd. The holiday of December, she was a house warming Who knew after a few weeks of knowing what's going to happen would happen within such a short period of time. My brother's birthday, midnight they did what they had to do As he held her, everyone touching her feeling the five fingers shake, it started to rain down the cheeks of sorrow To bed she went As I adaged at the others, rain turning into snow, I began to join. Days later, the mourning came I was very disappointed to see her come in a achromatic bag She was frozen As I saw them untie the achromatic bag, I shook and shivered There she was They nicely laid her in the white casket, I felt the rain about to come I couldn't believe it, she was gone I couldn't take it I returned and caught myself back under the roof They buried her I love her Who will I take with me downstairs in the morning now? Who will come down those brown staircases to greet me? Who will I comfort when I need it? Gone, but never to be forgotten Such dejection... On January 3rd. by Shaina Phillips, age 13