Helloooo? Is anyone there?
I need someone to lean on
Won't You keep this between us?
I feel so temporary
Have you ever wanted to disappear?
The clocks about to strike
Time is so short...
I laugh the loudest who'd have ever know I
Fell off the wagon
All alone, All alone
Thickening the air I'm breathing
All hope is gone
I've Been to the edge
This room is out of oxygen
Please take all of me...
Things aren't always what they seem
You've got all that i need
I won't give in, keep holding on
It's all that I've got
Op Ed Engish Assignment by aionthesinner1, literature
Literature
Op Ed Engish Assignment
"We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness" Thomas Jefferson.
This quote says many things. The quote mentions first that you have the freedom of religion by saying " endowed by their Creator ", this being a very big founding right. Then Jefferson says that every person no matter what has the right to a life, whatever kind of life that person wants. Liberty is next saying that all peoples have the right to be free and their own person deciding their life. Last
Its never the Answer by aionthesinner1, literature
Literature
Its never the Answer
This goes out to all the people,
Who are like who I used to be.
Who think that there is only one route,
One scary
Liberating
Final
Route.
To those who's life's just seem as if they,
Couldn't get any worse,
Lower,
Less important
This goes out to whoever needs a friend,
A person to hold them tight,
Or that someone who will listen
A hug to the hug less.
A hand to hold for those who are alone.
And a friend who is there for you always.
Your never alone,
Just remember,
Others have been where you are,
And now stand proud,
Tall,
Happy even.
Never throw something as beautiful as life
Away for,
You
Click click click
goes the metal of the gun
the shots can be heard round the world
the death of a salesman
so tragic yet so formal
black coats, white shirts, mourners
all so sad and tragic
when a man of greatness falls from his pedestal
but when that same click click is heard in the ghettos,
nobody cares
those shots might as well be silent as the night
for nobody mourns the lost sons and daughters of the ghetto
they shall fall and be forgotten before the were even known