Painting your picture
Inside my mind
Wanting to keep you
All of the time
Don't ever leave me
Cause I won't forgive you
Saving your image
And saving mine too
What kind of things do they put in my head?
What is true and who is dead?
What is real and what is not?
Who stayed and who fought?
Am I sick or Is this just a dream?
Why do I feel death's beckoning?
Is this reality or is it blurred?
The pictures are different, and so are the words
What's really happening and who's on your side?
You'll doubt all the kindness until two worlds collide
So keep your friend's close
And your enemies closer
Cause who you've known for life
might just be a closer
Your parents and teachers might have been spying
But as you should know everyone's lying
Don't take that pill, you might spill your guts
Then they'll ask questions 'bout all of your cuts
They want the truth and they'll erase your doubt
So put on that smile and never a pout
Cause everything you think what you know
Might just be in a place where lost people go
Comments
The Program
The Program
Hi guys! I'm Back!
This poem is about an amazing series. I just read called The Program. It is a book about a teen suicide pandemic. Their are people called handlers(they watch over you to see if you spread or develop the sickness) and people called closers
(pronounced Close like close a door, ers. They pretend to be someone who is dead.) In the book the teens get their memories tampered with and don't understand reality anymore. This poems describes their lives. I love to write poems about books!
Tell me if I should change anything.
Actually one of them as i put
Actually one of them as i put is closer like close to someone and the other is closer like closing something down. They are two different things. And remember this is based off of a book so a lot of it isn't what I believe. I do believe the not trusting thing though.