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Bye_Bye_Birdie

This Powerful Poem was a class Project I Had, I made two poems from this because this one went off the Rail a little bit. Check it out

flying away from me, my goals around me looking down on me

been trying to catch it from 1997 but, it astray my reach it fly's like

 

BYE BYE BIRDIE


my 3 goals are just to find my way, either though

Sweat, Tears or Blood,

I just don't know,

I cant think straight.

when I cant find my way out its a heartache

 

it fly's like

BYE BYE BIRDIE.

 

through my writing I can show what's a difference

between you and I, I can show the world

what's in my brain, your afraid I got this on a stick killed it like Sentinelese,

if you step one foot closer you will be dead in the ground cant you see bro,

your not gonna

go far low me,

people don't see what I am doing,

they just say what does it take for you to come down

 from your fantasy? back to reality no, I like it up here know,

up in the clouds I go

where its just me, where my thoughts suppose to be you need a ladder,

 

think not superman

built this cloud from my super hands,

you don't believe me look at my hands its covered in your

broken dreams, I'm gonna show you,

I'm gonna be greater a legend breaker if your a down grader

its gonna be much greater, to show It to your face,

what you disgraced Threw it in a shredder,

like master splinter I'm not a give upper the rat lives to swing another day.

sir, when I'm perched on my cloud, where you said I must be out of my mind,

delirious find my mind and show, I got it this time.

 

it fly's like

BYE BYE BIRDIE.


my poetry is on par but, I swear if you read, I can make a BIRDIE

if you trust me, I can make a splash cannon ball,

going to that red ball,

not wearing that coat now, not riding your coat tails,

not stepping in your way,

I'm going my own way.

I'm going farther, teaching longer, running cant stop me,

I'm going non stopper,

follow me to the lighthouse you'll see a wardrobe beaming,

Ill be in that Wardrobe leaving,

Narnia sent me to start a riot in me,

writing thoughts down like Beethoven.

my casket always open digging my thoughts from it before,

I see my name on it,

it goes like this seeing my goals past by,

left and right,

dead and alive but, its okay,

ill see you on the other side

 

BYE BYE BIRDIE.

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