Month: August 2008

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Just be you

Every where I go
Every where I look
I always see
All group
With only one race
Has so much hate
On each other
Never see
Any peace
In this world
It’s always got to be
White on that side
Black over that side
Asian on that side
And the other
Got to be on some other side
No love
Just hate
No hug
Because of different race
No tears
Because no one care
Just death
Because everyone want to be on the top
Don’t try to be stupid
Being races
On your own kind
And on others
Because you never
Went through the things
That they already went through
It’s just your point of view
Not theirs
Show some love
Show some respect
Then you’ll understand
Their race and culture
And they will too learn
Something from you
Become one group
Don’t be races like other crews
Just be you
Then you’ll understand the truth

– William

 
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Better

When I was born and came to be,
I came to this world and started to pee,
I started out young like everyone,
When I grew up and tried try my best,
My best to be better,
Better than everyone,
Everyone I knew,
I knew how to be better,
Better than my folks,
My folks who made me,
Made me who I am today,
Today I am the person I am,
Every single day,
Every single day trying to be better,
Better than myself,
Then I lost my mind,
I didn’t know what to do where to be how to see,
To see my way through the difficulties,
The difficulties of my life,
My life which I spend time,
Time to get better so I can pass school,
Pass school there is a gate,
A gate that tell you who you are,
You are what you wanted to be,
All you gotta do is make the right choice,
The choice to be who you want to be………………….

– Jeffrey

 
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True Man

Man or woman. What defines a person and who they really are? Is it the clothes they wear or is it their sexuality? Is being gay or straight different when both sides of the party search for one thing in common? Who’s to say a man can’t wear a dress without being criticized while walking down the street; who’s to say a woman can’t dress like a man?

Bob is a man in women’s clothing, but he is more of a man than anyone else. It’s not about being built or playing violent sports—it’s about what defines you and makes you happy. This man is a proud woman who could care less who stares at him. He yells, “Check me out!” I was shocked that a man who dressed so weirdly was brave enough to show his true form.

He believed that his self confidence started with himself, not others and what they thought of him.

– Pheng

 
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Do You Ever Wonder Why We're Here? (In life)

Sometimes when I wash the dishes, I think about why we are here.

I think about my life and if anyone has the same feelings I do. Sometimes I think this world is Mother Nature’s head and that we are the lice. The tree is her hair and when it snows its mother nature shampooing her head. Summer is when she is drying her hair. Just like the lice are in our hair, we die in the winter.

That is what I think of when I wonder about life. However, this is just one of my many imaginations when I think about why we are here, in life.

– Sophie

 
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Why Should I Remember?

Why should I remember?
Memories form the past?
They are long forgotten
For reasons, do not ask
They are ships, drowned and forgotten
Pain drowned in the sea
I’m an explosion waiting to happen
I am the pain in me
No more do I try to fight it
The pain is here to stay
Just hide it and deny it
Yet it grows stronger everyday
Lock it up, throw away the key
I am my pain and it is me.

– Paris

 
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Drugs

Once upon a time there was a boy, seventeen years old, who rolled (did ecstasy) every weekend, stayed high, and drank 24/7.

He and I were cool and everything, but sometimes he could get very violent while he was high or drunk. One night we were at a party and he was drunk. I was on the dance floor, and someone smoked his weed that he had left on the table. He got super belligerent and became out of control. He found the girl who had taken the weed and she had smoked it all. Within a blink he had backhanded her.

A couple weeks later he met my friend Tracy and they started dating after hitting it off. He stopped his drug habits for the three months they were going out.

Unfortunately, he later got involved with meth. He and his friends got pulled over at about three in the morning. He was arrested because he was on acid and had thirty-four rolls (ecstasy) on him. He then went to court and was sentenced to six months in Lino. His girlfriend, Tracy, waited until he was finally released in February. He promised her that he would never go back and would never do drugs again.

– Chioma, 15

 
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Anonymous Person

I know someone who did crack cocaine.

She didn’t want to at first. She started because of a relative who was around the same age. She started using crack cocaine so that she could be around people she knew since her older siblings didn’t want her around.

Over time she became addicted to the drug. A lot of things have happened since then. She had a child, and wanted to change herself for the baby. She attempted to quit the drug, which worked for a while until she was around the wrong people again. She started the drug again, stealing from her child so she could get money for the drugs. The child tried to help the mother so that she didn’t have to go through it alone.

I don’t know if it was a success or not, but I wish them the best.

– Janelle

 
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View of My Life with Drugs

This is the truth about our own people living in the projects
Fighting for territory G’s riding a car
Smoking too much
And drug addiction
We could never find peace with races

Gang Rich n poor
And the rest of the haters out there
Everyone going crazy
Just because of drugs in the communities
Smoking weed
Rolling E’s
Crytal meth
Crack
And the rest of the …drugs out there
But the worst drug of all is meth
Just one puff from it
You’ll be addicted to it
Always got to say no to drugs
It only makes you turn into a hater
We could never change a person
Only they could change themselves
I would’ve died a long time ago
But something’s keeping me alive
Making me try to tell the whole world about it
But I’m just too stupid to realize
That I got a gift
To show everyone
But back then I was too young that time
Try once never going to do it again
This is the truth
From the view of my eyes
This is no lies
Don’t try
Not even once in your life
Too many memories going through in my mind
Got to be tough now.

– William, 16

 
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Experience with Drugs

The first time I encountered drugs was in my backyard when I saw a cigarette on my lawn.

I was only seven, and I didn’t know that smoking was bad. I was curious about what smoking was like. I picked up the cigarette, smoked it, and started to gag. My lungs felt like they were bursting out for fresh air.

Slowly, I started to breathe again, but I was breathing heavily, I went into my house and drank water to cool down for a bit. Then I began to calm down and fell asleep on my couch. That day taught me a lesson on why smoking can be harmful to your health, and I will never again smoke.

– C.J., 15