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Thoughts by a Teenager (age 16) Deep in our hearts, What our souls try to tell us, Is torn apart. Things happen around us, But people don't see. They only believe, What they say on t.v. People speak out, But they are denied, They come up missing. For their knowledge they died. "They" kill to cover up, Hide all they can, Because if "they" are found out, We might make a stand. We only hear half the truth, Sometimes none at all, 'Cause if we knew about them, Their empire would fall. Few know, Few care, Many want to speak out, But few of them dare. This is a moment, When everything changes, Tears flow upward, And never exist... We erase the past, Every day, and build New memories, Strong enough to endure, Ourselves. But it is no great matter, now, Because this is a moment, Of all Moments, We will not be lost, And drowning in Time, this time, No other time. One of us will walk in shadows, And fade, And one of us will weep tears Of eternal ice, And one of us will remain, Forever in her shadow... Choices are to be made, Now. So, make yours, That I may know what I have left, To choose. ~ ~ Melissa Myers ~ ~ |
