Author Topic: SO I decided to write a random poem  (Read 4003 times)

which evolved to a song
which evolved into a tune
which evolved into me and my friends

long story short, here it is

This is for...
By: [Name Witheld]
Made for Jett-laG

This is for the people who don’t know how it works
This is for the people who are tired of all those jerks
This for the ones who never fit right in
This is for the ones who aren’t pretty or thin
This is for the people who don’t know how to lose
This is for the people that never cut loose
This is for the people who don’t know how to sing
This is for the people who don’t know the first thing


We ain’t rebecca black
we ain’t no Eminem
we are gonna bite back
we won’t let ‘em in
this isn’t any friday
this ain’t recovery
this is the right way
it’s just you and me
We ain’t illuminati
 and I admit I ain’t no hottie
But at least respect me
so you best not forget me
cuz Imma leave my mark
like freaking Tony Stark

This is for the liars
The sneaks
This is for the person
Who never ever speaks
This goes out to the sad ones
The brats
This is for the ones who are called ugly and fat
This is for the hipster, the emos, the scenes,
This is for the people who are all that
This is for the one who doesn’t belong
This is for the one who can’t move on

We ain’t rebecca black
we ain’t no Eminem
we are gonna bite back
we won’t let ‘em in
this isn’t any friday
this ain’t recovery
this is the right way
it’s just you and me
We ain’t illuminati
 and I admit I ain’t no hottie
But at least respect me
so you best not forget me
cuz Imma leave my mark
like freaking Tony Stark

This is for the students, the teachers
The workers
This is for the principal, the preachers,
The pope
This is for the cheaters, the obese, the hungry
This is for the people who haven’t learned nothing
This is for the freaks, the phonies, the weird
This is for the person who can’t hear
This is for the child without the mother
This is for the sister without a brother
This is for the parents living miles apart
This is for the actor without a part
This is for them

We ain’t rebecca black
we ain’t no Eminem
we are gonna bite back
we won’t let ‘em in
this isn’t any friday
this ain’t recovery
this is the right way
it’s just you and me
We ain’t illuminati
 and I admit I ain’t no hottie
But at least respect me
so you best not forget me
cuz Imma leave my mark
like freaking Tony Stark

this is for me
and this is for you
showing how to be,
how to live
the truth




I needed a rhyme

Poems =/= rhyming. Or at least don't have to.

It seems kinda repetitive. I like the poems that rhyme, but don't repeat the same sentence over and over with a different word at the end.

It seems kinda repetitive. I like the poems that rhyme, but don't repeat the same sentence over and over with a different word at the end.
The idea is uniformity but it also says something. It's supposed to be simple. If you want magic, you want another song I wrote (and posted earlier) called "Biting Wind" or "Blade of Destruction, Blade of Destiny". THis one was more of a hip hop kind of aspect to it

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I wrote a stuffty song


Heartless women leave me out in the cold
they make me feel like my style's gettin old
I wish I could have just one to love
 Who has the beauty of a dove
I would give her my heart
and she would do the same for me
And through our love for eachother, we would be set free
from the oppressment of this society

I'm not playing games, I'm giving my best
To find the one unlike the rest
I may not look great
But that's no reason to hate
What I'm trying to do
I'm looking for you

This is a shout out to the ones like me
Feeling enslaved when we should be free
So many choices, none we can pick
We can't find the one with which we can stick
She seems to be hard to find
Until we realize she's been next to us the whole time.




A bunch of banditos!
Stole all my Fritos!
I'm mad because now
I have nothing to eatos!


I got bored at "tune"
I got bored at "SO I decided to write"