Us
We’re from the down under
Darker days, notorious nights
Aggressiveness, greed, recklessnessDarker days, notorious nights
That’s all they’ll ever recognize
We are the streets
Rigid, firm
Pummeled over our assiduous actions
Mistreatment, just a daily ticket
Ticket to the gentry
Ignorant loiterers
Terminating the cold, black cement they call a person
Greasers
They call us
Lurking under rusty fumes
Of our dimmed, facetious “life”
by Lindsey F., Grade 8
artwork by Emily W., Grade 8 |
Harsh and rigid,
Cold down to the bone,Eyes lacking warmth,
A heart made of stone.
We shape up when we’re around him,
He can’t know we’re weak,We shape up to satisfy,
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