Make it Write

Poetry & Prose

May 1999

Which Is Which by Keshia, 13 Teen Editorial Board Member angel_K7@hotmail.com What if everyone did what was right for them, Instead of following the crowd? Or is it better to keep your thoughts to yourself, Rather than be thought of as different? What if you were liked for being who you are? Or is it better to be like everyone else? What if there were no labels, such as "weird" or "cool"? And who decides which is which? What if no one stepped out and risked being different? Would the Earth still be flat? Were Einstein and Harriette Tubman "normal"? Or is it the abnormal who do abnormally great things? Was Hitler "normal" for extinguishing the different? Or was Hitler cruel for wanting everyone the same? What if we all became doctors? Who would fix the plumbing? Is one athletic brand right or wrong? Or is it a matter of preference? So is it "cool" to be "normal"? Or "cool" to be "weird"? And who decides which is which?
	If I Love Skye, 16 suprsky182@aol.com If I love you so much... why does my looking at you make my heart break? My whole being ache? How can two souls, so enmeshed be so divided? One in sorrow, the other in happiness? Does my pain affect you in any way, other than to drive you away? Do you know how completely and totally I gave my love, my life and my trust to you? Do you know how completely lost I am? Is it because I am without you, or without myself?
The Old Rug Skye, 16 suprsky182@aol.com I sit on an old rug... In the middle of an empty room outside the world is screaming, yelling pounding at the windows fighting for a way in... Inside my head I sit with my eyes down the walls are caving in on me pretty soon it will be dark and my eyes will be turning red Yet still I sit on an old rug, in an empty house, with the rest of the world looking in.
	This Page ... Skye, 16 suprsky182@aol.com This page will come out of me... Me? A person I do not know A person I'd rather not ... Dressing myself for school, I put on my mask I slip into the false exterior of grinding teeth smiles, fierce eyes, accusing everyone in sight, pointing fingers and raising voices, I become the angry one. Back at home, dressing for bed, I hang up my mask Let the synthetic suit fall to the floor Only to find, underneath the weakling with curven back drooping eyes and dragging feet. I become the silent one. This page has come out of me... A person I do not know A person I'd rather not...
Roses By Wendy Roses love sunshine Violets love dew Angels in heaven know I love you I hold it deep inside so one day you'll see All the love I hold deep inside of me.
	Living a Different Life By Michael Shepard jshepard@compuvision.net A wave of sadness comes Once the damage has been done. "She can't walk anymore," he says, Her friends thought, "She can't have any fun.." Be with her during this hard trial, Be her friend through and through. You are there to make her smile, To keep her from feeling 'blue'. Remembering those happy times, Of running through the yard.. That's what kept her going, They're not the things that made life hard. She lived off of laughter, It filled her entire life. But the pain inside was greater, It became harder to survive. She tried to get over the depression, She tried to feel better again, But somehow it didn't work this time, It got her in the end. "Life is not fair," they say, But to everyone that knew her, She deserved everything good in life, And she got all of the other. But as life goes on, you see, That this is how it is for everyone, Dealing with life can be difficult, But keep your head up, son.. --A father to his son
Always By Bridge-Angel, 13 shirvell@99main.com Where is the friendship that I once knew? Does it live on or is it gone with you? I expect to see you walking down the hall Even though you've been gone for a year. I still want to run to you when things aren't right And I ask myself why it had to be you, But find no answers. You were so young, too young to die As I remember that day so long ago when I lost you I try to blink back my tears 'cause my pain is still so deep As I look for you around school, Knowing that I won't find you. So instead I dream of when you were alive Walking down the hallways smiling and laughing, Waving to friends, Just being you. I never got to say good-bye So I'm saying it now As my eyes are blinded by tears Wishing that you were still here. Smile down at us Watch over us as we get on with our lives And spread your wings and fly 'Cause I know I will see you one day But for now I must say good-bye, my friend.