High School Hell

This place is a prison
Of stereotypes and cliches,
Catty people
And blooming dreams.

I stepped into this hell hole,
Braving a new world.
Breathing in the nasty air
Of hatred and deceit.

Half the school are sluts,
Half are druggies.
Mixing with dealers
And people who are neither.

But here I am,
Still here.
Breathing in the nasty air
And choking along the way.

Ninja Shit (ode to zwoti)


I braced myself for the icy splash that never came,
instead the turd slipped into the water
noiselessly,
like a thief in the night.

WoW urge....thats was very touching.Now my contribution.

Here I sit
brokenhearted
had to shit
and only farted

yesterday i took a chance,
didnt pay
and shit my pants !

Yes folks.....another thread into the crapper.

i guell i'm out............i don't have any poems about shit. oh wait. a haiku.........


Oh porcelin throne
So bright and shiny before
Shit hit the water.

Backfire


Trust is hard to find these days
It comes and goes in waves,
Hiding in the tiny cracks
Of rocks along the way.

People have no morals
They speak before they think
Leaving others behind,
To sink in the mess they now find.

It's hard to trust
It's hard to feel,
Cause when you entrust your feelings to a friend
It backfires in the end.