Some Poetry
Author Unknown
Jenny was so happy about the house they had found.
For once in her life 'twas on the right side of town.
She unpacked her things with such great ease.
As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze.
How wonderful it was to have her own room.
School would be starting, she'd have friends over soon.
There'd be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happy
It's just the way she wanted her life to be.
On the first day of school, everything went great.
She made new friends and even got a date!
She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be,
Because I just got a date with the star of the team!"
To be known in this school you had to have a clout,
And dating this guy would sure help her out.
There was only one problem stopping her fate.
Her parents had said she was too young to date.
"Well, I just won't tell them the entire truth.
They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?"
Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night.
Her parents frowned but said, "All right."
Excited, she got ready for the big event
But as she rushed around like she had no sense,
She began to feel guilty about all the lies,
But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride?
Well the pizza was good, and the party was great,
But the moonlight ride would have to wait.
For Jeff was half drunk by this time
But he kissed her and said that he was just fine.
Then the room filled with smoke and Jeff took a puff.
Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff.
Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point
But only after he'd smoked another joint.
They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride,
Not thinking that he was to drunk to drive.
They finally made it to the point at last,
And Jeff started trying to make a pass.
A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all
(and by a pass, I don't mean playing football).
"Perhaps my parents were right....maybe I am too young.
Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb."
With all of her might, she pushed Jeff away:
"Please take me home, I don't want to stay."
Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas.
In a matter of seconds they were going too fast.
As Jeff drove on in a fit of wild anger,
Jenny knew that her life was in danger.
She begged and pleaded for him to slow down.
But he just got faster as they neared the town.
"Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied.
I really went out for a moonlight ride."
Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash.
"Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!"
She doesn't remember the force of impact.
Just that everything all of a sudden went black.
She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble,
And heard, "Call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!"
Voices she heard...a few words at best.
But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck.
Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right.
And if the people in the other car were alive.
She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad.
"You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad."
These voices echoed inside her head,
As they gently told her that Jeff was dead.
They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do.
But it looks as if we'll lose you too."
"But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried.
"We're sorry, Jenny, they also died."
Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done
I only wanted to have just one night of fun."
"Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim.
And wish I could return their families to them."
"Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied,
And that it's my fault so many have died.
Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?"
The nurse just stood there ~ she never agreed.
But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes
And a few moments later Jenny died.
A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best
To bid that girl her one last request?"
She looked at the man with eyes oh so sad.
"Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad."
This story is sad and unpleasant but true,
So young people take heed, it could have been you.
Some Poems Written by me
¿WHY?
Why did you come here?
Why did you care?
Why did you think,
I'd never be there?
Why do I love you?
Why do I care?
Why do I know,
You'll never be there?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you care?
Why don't you know,
You'll never be there?
Why do you love me?
Why do you care?
Why do you think,
You'll always be there?
Why did you love her?
Why did you care?
Why didn't you know,
She'd never be there?
Why do you hate me?
Why don't you care?
Why don't you know,
I'll always be there?
Why don't I love you?
Why don't I care?
Why don't I think,
You'll always be there?
You know I love you,
You know I care.
You know for a fact,
I'll always be there.
Written10/3/96
LOVE
What is love?
Love is Beautiful.
Love is for everyone.
Love is happiness.
Love is not everlasting for all.
Love is pain.
Love is sorrow.
Love is heartbreaks.
Love is something some people can't have.
Love is only a feeling.
Love can't save lives.
Love isn't a joke.
Love is commitment.
Love is living only for others.
Love is false.
Love is fake.
Love is not allowed in life because no one knows what Love is.
Written 5/26/98
PRETTY
Who is Pretty?
Everyone, but some is more than skin deep.
Others don't see it though.
Because they only look skin deep.
Being pretty isn't everything.
You need to be real
before you can be pretty enough to matter anywhere.
THIS IS NOT A WORLD TO BE UGLY IN
BECAUSE YOU GET NOWHERE,
BUT WHO IS PRETTY?
NO ONE.
Written 5/26/98
TEARS
Why do people cry?
To release stress, pain, sorrow.
To get things.
Why do I cry?
I don't.
Why?
What reason is there?
No one cares enough to worry about me. Only themselves.
Why aren't you loved?
Love. What is love?
I've never known love to know if I've been loved or not.
People tell me they love me, but do they?
Why do they lie to me.
That makes me cry, but no one knows.
You have to hold all in or else you are a baby and no one will
love thee anymore even though they never have.
Why are you so angry at all?
Why? Because they deserve it.
They lead you on then drop you so fast you would think you were fire.
You aren't good enough for them, for anyone, so why care anymore?
Why not just leave?
They would only pretend to miss you.
No one cares.
The only worry they care about is themselves.
Who do you love?
I love all, but most of all, I love GOD.
Do you?
Yes, I may not show it, but deep down I know I love God more than anything else.
Why?
Because he made me who I am.
He created our world even though he knew it would be destroyed because he loves all.
And the way he shows love is through friends and family.
So, does God love thee in return?
Of course, but you don't see it as easily as others.
You only feel hatred now because of pain and suffering, even though yours isn't too bad, but yes, it is a little bad.
Why not just end your life?
Scared of going to HELL.
Scared it will hurt.
Scared to DIE.
I wouldn't like to give ANYONE the pleasure of my absence from this world.
That is why I don't kill myself and cry.
Written 5/26/98