There was once a young man named Tom
Who was excited by a bomb
He went to the war
To be excited by more
But he blew up in Vietnam

The sorrow in her eyes has worsened
Tears are on the way
Her hands begin to tighten
Doesn't know what to say
She's tired of the way they treat her
She knows it isn't right
Laughing and pointing fingers
Crying every night
One day it will all be over
All the tears and all the pain
But for now it haunts her
Over and over again.

A summertime dream
Is what we come to believe
Like love at first sight

The evil early birds scream and yell at him
Trying to keep the light oh so very dim
Her ha-ha hair is all over the place
But she's not worried all she needs is space
To get things done at the right pace.

Her I am
If this roomTrying or figure out what to write
But nothing comes to mind
My mind is blank
So this is my poem
Focusing on nothing
But it's still something

Whoosh whoosh, the waves are all over the place
Trying to keep a balance but there isn't any way
Splash splash then center is everywhere
Always getting splashes in your eyes
Love the smell of the ocean
It is so relaxing
You can hear the birds go chirp chirp
As their flying by

The heart runs away when it is hurt
To heal the pain that one has caused
It sounds like a train wreck when it beats
I was hurt very bad
Hurts more than a broken arm
The heart feels the pain & sorrow

If we all our effort towards our lives
It would all be better
We wouldn't all be deprived
We be the go getters
The ones who want to stand for something
Instead of giving up and letting go
It's easy to say what your becoming
But becoming something is what we want to know
It's hard to get to where you want to be
But we know you have to strive to succeed
It takes time but once your there you'll feel free
And you'll feel accomplished, indeed
Just don't give upset your mind to it and you'll be okay