Lost and Confused Thoughts (Poetry)
-Zombies,
by Rosie Maynard ([email protected])

Me and my unperfect body
walking in a world of zombies.
Every part of them just right, just right.
And me not looking right at all.
I don't:
eat right,
sleep right,
talk right,
act right.
Look right,
walk right,
socialize or feel right.
Which of the about is more important to me?
My looks, voice, actions---or feelings?
Feelings that ravage my body day and night,
ripping me limb from limb and shooting me between the eyes. But these feelings--
my livelihood--
no, I misunderstood.
If I can't even figure out my mind, then how can I even expect anyone else to?

And in our "democratic" society where murderers get off scott free,
how in the world can you discriminate against me? Who cares if I'm a freak?
At least I don't kill my own kind!
Oh, but nevermind:
because Dustin was only "ridding society of a threat and a menace."
Just because he was a punk, who gives you that right?
No one, but you got off free (only probation) anyway.

Yeah, "democracy."
Where innocent people get kicked out of our country and rapists get to stay.
"Democracy,"
where students are fed lies in Biology and History class, where societies theories are taught as fact, and where only daring teachers with retirement funds dare to try and tell the truth.
In a country where children are "protected" and babies can be brutally murdered up to 9 months.
That's really protection.

And when society can look at music and blame it for school shootings, but they can't look at the heart of the problem.
"Guns don't kill people, people kill people."
No. PEOPLE WITH GUNS KILL PEOPLE.
Yeah, someone who can get a gun at the age of 12 isn't going to use it. I'm sure.

And then there are babies having babies. Thirteen year olds prostituting themselves, and fathers who are encouraging every moment of it.
And you know that every band out there that isn't made up of 5 boys not playing their own instruments must be bad, right? If they're not a boy band, then they must be talking about sex, drugs and rock & roll, right?
Me and my unperfect body
walking in a world of zombies
where freedom has a steep price
and no one knows who to have pay for it. ---------------------------------------------------



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