To Be Heard
I hate waking up early
And have to listen to the birdies
I hate walking home
And having to walk the long road
I hate when people speak over me
And treat me as like a flea
I hate when people leaving me out
And to be heard I have to shout.
Inspired
I am feeling quite tired,
But this workshop made me feel so inspired,
Stephen was a pleasure to meet
Hearing his words is such a treat,
I am very sad that I have to leave
But I will always remember this Steve!
My Own Thoughts
I hate when I don’t understand
My brain expands with with thoughts I can’t stand
People who demand and expect a different me
Why can’t I just be free
Alone with my own thoughts
Where no one can hear me.
Under the A-Student Mask
I come from a family of lawyers, politicians, vets
A perfect marriage, nice house, 3 pets
But also expectations and pressure
I just wanna let loose, I’m a bit of a messer
I guess I’d be in jail if it weren’t for my upbringing
I never say no no-matter how stupid the thing
And now I’ve got to balance being a dick and getting the family proud of me
I’ve made mistakes in the past that I hope don’t define me.
Sometimes
Sometimes I get scared, sometimes I get shy,
Sometimes I’ll just start crying and I really don’t know why.
I wish that I some confidence, not afraid to just be me,
But maybe being different is the greatest way to be.
See being different is a power, you’ll stand out from the crowd,
And with this power of being different you’ll rise up above the clouds.
Don’t be scared to be diffferent, being unique will set you free,
You’ll see now being different just the greatest way to be.
The ‘Crush’
I come from the crush
Ardna, it’s so lush
In school I chat to any
But I don’t fw too many
Music makes it so much better
Vibing in this cosy weather
TY is going way to fast
But this workshop was a blast
Rejection
I fear rejection
I’ve been rejected
Last for selection
I didn’t feel respected
I was called names
It made me feel small
These cruel claims
Through the rejection I crawl
The Rain
I hate that it rains
Inside and out
On nasty trains
And out of peoples mouth
It is not hard to be kind
I can say without a doubt
Just take control of your mind.
And you will feel happy throughout.
Limerick
I come from Limerick
a place where the colour green and white
Is all people talk about threw the night
Weather it’s a small leather ball or if a player falls
It’s what makes us all the same ,chanting a players name
Coming together all looking for fame
What makes us different and better
Is when our county’s name
Is on the trophy that 32 counties try to claim.
Simple Joys
I love simple joys in life,
Waking up early for training, the noise I hear when it’s raining
The clatter of the window when the rain falls and the wind blows.
I love seeing my favourite people, and the smile we put on each others faces, when I get to visit the most beautiful places, Even if most people don’t think it everywhere hold joy, not for you but for some boy, or girl, but for someone somewhere
Around Me
I come from Murroe
All I hear is moo
From all the farms around me
I am surrounded by trees
Filled with bees
I go on long nature walks
I have a lot of talks
with the people around me
Place
I come from a little village that’s on a big hill
where nobody is called bill
I come from a place with amazing community
It has given me lots of opportunity
I come from a place with rivers and lakes
and a lovely cafe that makes nice cakes
I come from a place with lots of trees
it takes a while to get to any seas.
Inspired by Higher Values
Inspired by higher values of those who preceded me, I will never take your mantle, man-trust and believe me. Life tries to deceive you, man; you may taste evil, but love finds you when trust feels fleeting.
I never want to be what they see for me.
I’m making that Grammy album, man. I need to be the greatest to do it, or I fear I’ll hollow. I act flamboyant, but my truth will follow. If you knew how I loved you, you wouldn’t question me. I gave up, though it got the best of me. It wasn’t like me to leave, but love is deceiving and peace is beauty.
Put it all in mama’s name, the words mean nothing.
I can’t write raps, but I freestyle better. Enjoy this, though I feel light as a feather.
Loneliness
Loneliness is labelled as being on your own
But real loneliness is when you are in a room full of people and are completely invisible
When the worst feeling can be the laughter of others knowing you can’t feel that
When you know you can move but can’t
When your so intensely overwhelmed but you don’t have anymore tears to cry
When you wake up knowing today will be the exact same day as the last
That the two days at the weekend you get to escape the loneliness you are already dreading the week ahead
That’s what real loneliness is.
On the Water
Early mornings on the water
Late nights in the gym
No matter how much effort I put in
My coach never thought i could win.
Pushing through every race
Trying to make my boat first place
All the memories I have
From before I quit my dreams
Because of a coach who was too mean.
My Favourite Place
Obertstown is my favourite place,
Fun kids running with paint on there face,
Always doing games, it’s the place to be,
The only place, I finally free,
Me and this fella, I’ll call him Martin,
Always wearing the finest clothes,
head to toe in the finest satin,
Playing games though,
we don’t be actin
Always climbing the walls, having tons of fun,
Everybody always having wars, using nerf guns,
Eating nice foods, ice cream, cheese and steaks,
When we’re almost full, lala bakes us a cake.
When I come to a house, place turns to a party,
Always talk to my boy named Archie.
No Regrets
14 hours a week I row,
30 more inside of school.
8 hours or more a night I sleep,
I have to improve I have to grow.
Free time I have none,
However, regrets I have none.
Peace in No Belief
Growing up with no belief
Saying prayers with no relief
Go to church, I just feel grief
For religion I don’t even seek.
My wrists are tied by a rosary
I chase a light I cannot see
I seek solace in religion that I don’t follow
Faking belief just leaves me hollow.
A language so foreign
I don’t want to interrupt
To believe in a comfort
After life is up
But I just can’t speak it
It must be such relief
It’s lonely but I’m used to it
Finding peace in no belief.
Stuck in the matrix
Eating Weetabix
System is broken
And everyone is foul-spoken
Everything is about money no one is happy
When there bank account is crappy
14 years learning nothing we need
Get a real job and work for greed
Have to put food on the table
40 hours to keep a family stable.
Falling Down
I feel the world falling down,
Tensions rising and hate brewing,
Persecution for religion and belief.
Hate for one and other the world at odds.
Dichotomy between media and experience.
Wars sensationalised, poverty commodified,
Instigated division, anger created from words of few.
Freedom shadowed by fear illuminated by courage.
Conformity is a curse to discount ingenuity.
While sects rule humanity falters
Seek purpose in community.
Humble
In crowded halls I started to shrink
A quieter voice afraid to think
Seeking for change I feel humble
then I just want to crumble.
Be Themselves
I hate boys don’t understand things that happen in life
I hate that boys are only ever nice when they’re alone
I hate that girls hold grudges for way to long and they never forgive or forget
I hate that boys feel they can only be themselves around girls
I wish everyone could be themselves and show their personalities to the world.
Tornado
Life is like a tornado,
it goes around in a circle,
it batters you and it makes you hurt,
it is labelled as natural, it happens everywhere they say,
it will get better it will slow down everything will calm,
but as soon as it does you are left with the paranoia, anxiety and fear of it all happening again
Just hoping next time won’t be so bad.
Realise
I don’t like when someone decides to hate you
They spread rumours and act like it wasn’t them
Everyone believes her even they all know that she’s a liar.
Then people pretended to be my friends
But were talking behind my back
People need to realise that everyone has their own story and the works doesn’t revolve around them and how you make them feel.
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Dont you love food
You can’t resist, it tastes so nice
It smells go good
Especially when you add some spice
I love to game late at night
I love to ball out
It usually starts a fight
When I’m trying not to shout.
Summer
I love beach days
And summer haze
My friends and fun
Chilling in the sun
There’s is no place I’d rather be
Then with my friends by the sea
I Hate
I hate bad smells
Especially when my nose swells
I hate people annoying me
Also I hate that things can’t be free
When I get left out
It makes me want to shout
I hate when I tell a secret
And they can’t keep it.
Summer
Summer air and sparking seas
Daisy chains and palm trees
Sunny days with a cool breeze
Meadows of flowers with butterflies and bees
Flying on planes far away
When the night is still bright it looks like day
Going to beaches and walking by the bay
Sea shells and sand where you will lay
Salty water and wavy hair
Watching the sunset in the cool air
Pretty dresses and skirts to wear
Tanning in the sun without any cares.
Friends
I like to hangout with my friends
I wish they could see through my lens
I wonder when I’ll see then next
Not gonna lie Im kind of perplexed
They make me laugh a lot
That kind of friendship cannot be bought
Cast
I think too methodically,
I can’t come up with things fast,
When I’m writing it’s like wearing a cast,
It’s like constructing the idea of a poem from scratch.
Sleep
I want to be in bed
This class wrecks my head
I was up all night
Did not sleep tight
I have a pain in my head
I want to be asleep
No way I have to be here all week
My feet hurt
What have I even learnt
I really need more sleep
If I didn’t live so far
Or maybe had a car
I would feel refreshed
energy replenished
God I need more sleep.
When People Act
I hate when people act,
Different to how they think,
It’s like they’ve made a pact
With themselves to shrink
Down to something their not
Just to be liked or be cool
Maybe they should give it a second thought
And stop acting like a fool.
Munich
I hate walking home,
But not when I am alone.
I hate bad teachers,
They speak to me as if I am a creature.
I hate being told that I am to loud,
Especially when I am in a crowd.
I hate how Ireland is so judgmental,
I just want to leave this place.
I wish I get get on a plane,
Not to France or Spain,
I want to go to Munich.
I love its culture and music.
Not just that ,
I need to go back.
I miss my family,
I don’t mean to sound sappy.