April 2 | Teen Ink

April 2

April 24, 2010
By Christmas BRONZE, Orlando, Florida
Christmas BRONZE, Orlando, Florida
3 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
"We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It's an infinite playlist."

Here we wait at the starting of the first base
Who are we to wonder –
And how is this to take place?

Every day I wake up
To ask why, and get by
And wait for you to follow
You and me, one day we’ll get it right

Here we wait and sit and savor
Waiting for a drag with flavor
Paper trains and plastic neighbors
Watch and wave from weary labors

At the center of the first place
Squared out faking –
Who are we to blame now?
In the middle of our third world
Strung out, shaken –
What are we to take now?

Dope to smoke and pills to swallow
“Patience” ain’t your favorite motto
Why’s the rushing to go out?
What’s the rush just to blow out?
Me and you, we’ll learn to set it right

So here we are
At the center of attention
Played out, taken –
Who are we to hate now?

Every day we wake up
And get high, and look by
And we try
To get by
And wait for it to follow

The author's comments:
I hate using punctuation marks like periods whenever I'm writing something poetic. A period at the end of a line signals the end of a statement, something concrete and definite, unchangeable. But poetry is more a stream of thoughts than a solid statement. It changes every time you read it.

Similar Articles


This article has 0 comments.