A Poem and Song

I’m having problems thinking of something to write right now because I’m going brain dead. So, this is a poem that my mom sent me one time. I’m not sure who wrote it, but here it is:

Differences

Dolls and trucks

pinks and blues…

The line begins to blur.

He likes her, she likes him

but she also kinda likes her.

He’s out on the field,

She’s there to cheer

but he can’t help but notice

the guys that are near.

Afraid to face it

Can it really be true?

Neither one knows

just what to do.

They can’t tell their parents

they don’t tell their friends.

They suffer in silence

and hope that it ends.

She wants to like boys,

He wants to like girls,

but each starts to realize

there’s a whole other world.

Do they deny who they are

and hide from the hate?

Or step out of the closet

and accept their fate.

It’s a sad situation

our kids face everyday,

till they gain the acceptance

to go their own way.

If we’d open our minds

and open our hearts,

help them fight for their rights

So they aren’t set apart.

Life could be better

for the gay and the straight

if we would just cease our judgement

and stop feeding the hate.

We’re all made so different,

yet so much the same

not one of God’s children

should cower in shame.

Black or white, gay or straight

every soul should celebrate.

For who they are and what they’ll be

just might set this whole world free.

 

The song is one I wrote lyrics to but not music when I was taking Songwriting in high school.

 

Walking down the street

Watching your back

For your defeat

When you hear the crack

It’s just another day

When you know you can’t stay

 

Even when your not feeling strong

Just keep hanging on

When your not feeling like you belong

Just keep holding on

 

Wondering this world

Not knowing when you getting beat

While your life is being hurled

And you can’t get back on your feet

When there’s nothing left to do

And everything’s askew

 

Even when your not feeling strong

Just keep hanging on

When your not feeling strong

Just keep hanging on

 

When your suffering in silence

That you wish you could control

Trying to find that brilliance

That hides in your soul

When everything else has been foregone

Just keep holding on

 

Now run it by me one more time

Cause the lights growing dim

The past won’t let me climb

And the future’s looking grim

Pull it back together and

Hope for better weather

 

When your suffering in silence

That you wish you could control

Trying to find that brilliance

That hides in your soul

When everything else has been foregone

Just keep holding on