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Learn to cope?
Learn to cope?!
I wasn't taught how to cope.
I had mathematics and English shoved down my throat,
and science pushed in my ears,
and history smeared across my eyes.
How the hell am I supposed to learn how to cope,
when I had politics bubbling into one ear,
and emotions bubbling out the other,
and I was told to have some 'self-control'
and to not express what I feel because this
"is a learning environment".
How am I supposed to understand,
how to deal with pain and loss,
when I'm told that I should always be happy,
and things like this should just be
gotten over as if they didn't happen.
As if they didn't matter.
I've been taught how to graph a parabola,
and how to sketch x to the third.
I've been taught that money matters,
and I'm getting no where unless I manage to get a job.
I've been taught that I had better be able to read
and to write or I'm not getting into college.
I've been taught that I better understand my country's history,
but that world history is a small semester class,
not worth taking because it tries to cram all the important stuff in,
and it's hard to study that hard and fast.
I've been taught that A's are acceptable,
and a B is okay, but not a C.
C's are average and I'm not allowed to be average,
or else I'll get no where in life.
I've been taught my intellect and personal connections,
are more important than my mental state,
and even if I don't want to go somewhere,
I had better do it because the world will look down at me otherwise.
I was not taught how to laugh without faking it,
or how to be happy without being sad at the same time,
or how to get over heart break.
I was not taught how to be myself,
when I'm surrounded by people who...
I think are better than I am.
Tell me how to cope,
And I'll learn like I learned to swim,
and I learned to breathe.
I'll learn to cope because it will keep my from drowning.
It will keep me from dying inside every. god. dang. time. I'm. reminded.
I will learn if someone teaches me.
But no one teaches how to cope
because it's not as important
as how to solve a quadratic equation,
or the history of puritan literature,
or that Pearl Harbor happened,
or that money makes the world goes round.
No one taught me how to cope,
so how am I supposed to learn now.
Learn to cope?!
I wasn't taught how to cope.
I had mathematics and English shoved down my throat,
and science pushed in my ears,
and history smeared across my eyes.
How the hell am I supposed to learn how to cope,
when I had politics bubbling into one ear,
and emotions bubbling out the other,
and I was told to have some 'self-control'
and to not express what I feel because this
"is a learning environment".
How am I supposed to understand,
how to deal with pain and loss,
when I'm told that I should always be happy,
and things like this should just be
gotten over as if they didn't happen.
As if they didn't matter.
I've been taught how to graph a parabola,
and how to sketch x to the third.
I've been taught that money matters,
and I'm getting no where unless I manage to get a job.
I've been taught that I had better be able to read
and to write or I'm not getting into college.
I've been taught that I better understand my country's history,
but that world history is a small semester class,
not worth taking because it tries to cram all the important stuff in,
and it's hard to study that hard and fast.
I've been taught that A's are acceptable,
and a B is okay, but not a C.
C's are average and I'm not allowed to be average,
or else I'll get no where in life.
I've been taught my intellect and personal connections,
are more important than my mental state,
and even if I don't want to go somewhere,
I had better do it because the world will look down at me otherwise.
I was not taught how to laugh without faking it,
or how to be happy without being sad at the same time,
or how to get over heart break.
I was not taught how to be myself,
when I'm surrounded by people who...
I think are better than I am.
Tell me how to cope,
And I'll learn like I learned to swim,
and I learned to breathe.
I'll learn to cope because it will keep my from drowning.
It will keep me from dying inside every. god. dang. time. I'm. reminded.
I will learn if someone teaches me.
But no one teaches how to cope
because it's not as important
as how to solve a quadratic equation,
or the history of puritan literature,
or that Pearl Harbor happened,
or that money makes the world goes round.
No one taught me how to cope,
so how am I supposed to learn now.
Literature
Never Forgotten
You are pushing...
Trying to erase...
But you refuse to wipe away those words that rest gentle on the lines.
You can't do it.
They are written in pen.
You won't rip the well designed paper either.
You will have to paint over those honest words.
You will always know that underneath those vibrant colours lies a hidden script.
A secret code that whispers in your sleep.
You have become a spy.
Undercover, in your own world.
What are you searching for?
Is it your treasure which you have tucked away?
Hopefully you will find that which you have intentionally lost,
And at its appearance,
You will forget the tears you shed,
And once again remember
Literature
Hidden
On the outside you see a happy smiling face,
On the inside I'm a shell.
A shell I once was.
People try to make me normal,
but don't you see?
It can never be.
Normal is an illusion, based off our society's expectations.
Nobody is normal,
We all have our own struggles, our own demons.
Hidden deep beneath us,
Some hide it well.
Some don't hide it at all.
Rather than fight about our differences, we should come together as a community.
As a whole, find a common denominator Among Us.
Respect each other, love each other.
We only have one life,
why waste it with hate?
Literature
Bullying - Suicide
Every cruel word you say kills.
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