((just a little poem I had to do for English awhile back. I recently found it and felt like posting it for you guys. Enjoy!))
Do you hear it?
The moans and groans of society,
saying, "Why me?
Why is the man keeping down?
Why can't I be great and famous?
Society shouldn't judge,
but it does; it gnaws,
points, pokes, stares, and whispers.
It seems no matter where you are,
the eyes of the universe are glaring.
Forever watching for a mistake,
a hiccup, or
a slip.
No matter how far one may walk,
you may even see the end of the road.
but sadly see it's just a corner,
and it leads to an almost infinite amount of miles
of winding, sliding, and