Class Poetry: "The world doesn't understand"

The world doesn't understand
what I see. Its what you dont see.
Because it is me in which I see. 

RT, age 15


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The world doesn't understand
I'm a fighting machine, I cant stop
I mean, I wish for money
power and every thing. So 
one day I can be king.


TB, age 15


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The world doesn't understand
I want to get out of JJS custody
and go home and be with my family.


CY, age 17


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The world doesn't understand
its like a bottle for life or death like that
show I used to watch when I was young with 
the pill robot guy and the white blood cell
guy that fight all of the germs. 


TR, age 13


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The world doesn't understand
But the truth is the world really does.
My trauma, my pain is all been experienced by
many before m. I remember a time when
I let the world treat me as a victim.
therefore that's what I became. I refuse
to feel the restraint of the world because
I would prefer to make excuses so in all it's
not that the world doesn't understand me
I just don't know the world. 


AS, age 17


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The world doesn't understand
I feel sad, like I'm the one who is to suffer or
pay for that mans wrong doings. I've lost every thing
How can I cope, when sometimes the ones who ment 
me harm are those who said "I love you." When fear 
is my friend, and I feel it but dont act. I always was
the one to protect the little ones. And I'll always 
remember I'm the survivor and I get to tell 
the story. But what happens when that storyes at 
its end? 


AS, age 16


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The world doesn't understand
see what they don't see, is what I 
see-- and that is me. they say Im
hiding in the dark and they cant find me.
Im tip toeing on hells boundaries with 
the devil so dont try me. If you can not
see me turn on the light and look into
these eyes and it should be clear that 
I am not telling lies. like I said this clown
has his head stuck in the skies, thats why
he spits these crazy rhymes-- waiting in
his cell to get out and live his life. 


CM, age 14


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The world doesn't understand
try an walk a mile in my shoes the world lfe me 
nothing but these blues. 


SC, age 17

Class Poetry: "The world doesn't understand"

Take a look and tell me, what you see in me, this is what I see
a clown that never cries, instead he dream in the skies. he dont believe
in the lies, he feels like his friends are taken
away by the system--- he stops and thinks
"Wow I am really starting to miss them!" I know they have 
not forgot about me, but it's been along time so just let this 
clown continue to rhyme. And one day he will be back on his
grind with his friends and family for a very long time. 


AM, age 14


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Take a look and tell me, what you see in me, this is what I see
someone who loves so deep to imagine
someone who cares and gets sad over to the tears of other.
someone who fought the battle and has now even
And finally someone who is remembered for great things. 


AS, age 16 


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Take a look and tell me, what you see in me, this is what I see
I see change. A different person from who I was. 
I see someone empowered by fear of the continuing
cycle of disgrace. I see someone who can
let go of pain and strives to enjoy life. 
I see a fighting chance. 


AS, age 17


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Take a look and tell me, what you see in me, this is what I see
a monkey flying so night he thout
he would cry so he decided to buy a kit and 
go for a ride then he was in office and they 
turned him into a pie. 


JR, age 13


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Take a look and tell me, what you see in me, this is what I see
a delinquent sitting in juvie
all because of his extreme stupidity
this isn't what I want to see
I want to see me holding a degree from a university. 


CY, age 17


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Take a look and tell me, what you see in me, this is what I see
a tall guy in the sky, I dare
you to tell me a lie, and watch
your eye. I'm telling you for the very last time. 


TB, age 15


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Take a look and tell me, what you see in me, this is what I see
A young man who is scare. But always prepared
I was here unprepared. For it is the consequences I am scary. 


RT, age 15


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Take a look and tell me, what you see in me, this is what I see
I see who is real
and I see who is fake
but for the most part 
I see my mistake.


SC, age 17

Poetry: "The Best of Me"

Back in the day or at least around my way. When the weekend was creepin it was time to go play I dont need to be pacific but the times seem real terrific party's, fights, the good old nights. but when you hit 18 you lose your juvenile rights, next thing you know your an old man livin every day with regret tryin to make a stand. Now Im here to tell you thats not going to be me, trying to fulfill my lite as truest can be, dont question me, bless me to see the best of me every mistake I make is going to take time All 5 have for advice is dont do the crime cuz your just going to regret wishing you could rewind.

DW, age 17

Everyone Has a Story: "Judgement"

My story is about my life when I was eleven I lost my niece and I just got into trouble after that I am good a training horses not to be cocky but I am I plan to work in the oilfield when I get older I've had a lot of traumatic events happen in my life Ive been shot at lost my best friend to a stray bullet so don't judge me when you point your finger at me you point 3 fingers at yourself. Only god can judge me.

Everyone Has a Story: "Bad Decision"

My name is _________. I was born in oregon but moved to utah with my family when i was about six years old. I had a good child hood and it started going down hill when i hit the 8th grade and decided to smoke for the first time. I was with my best friend at the time and one day after school we decided to go to another friends house to hang out and when we get there there were other kids there standing around passing back an apple smoking out of it. Me and my friend walked up and one of the kids passed it to me and i hit it because i wanted them to think i was cool. After that day i started hangin out with the bad crowd of kids that smoked and got in trouble and i was doing it until about 6 months ago when i realized i didnt want to be that kid anymore but i wasn't doing much about it. Yeah i stoped hangin out with a lot of the kids and stoped smoking but one night i ended up making a really bad decision that landed me locked up for sixty day and thats when i really sat down and decided i have to change the way i live before its to late. I can't really say this program has changed me because noone can change in sixty days but it has changed the way i think and see the world.

J.C.

Everyone Has a Story: "Trying to Stay Alive"

I was 15 when I got jumped in to a gang. Before I knew it I was getting crap from every one the day after I go in. I said "they dont understand, theyre just hatin" But I was blinded by my own lust for a purpose in life. I had thought I found it but I was wrong. Dead wrong.

With in two weeks I was arrested 3 times charged twice and searched for drugs, alcohol, may be even weapons. The school cop just kept questioning me and said "word on the street is you go jumped in" I nodded, I didnt care what he was trying to do I just wanted to leave school. Then he says "you go by -----?" I said "ya" after that talk everyone started to look down on me. Soon after the cops kept coming to me everytime something gang related came up. especially graffiti I was always trying to be pushed into saying "I did it." It was the worst.

in the time I was all about the hood life. I beat up a girl, stole beer, got drunk, started a fight, worse of all there were two guys out to kill me and for a week I was to keep low, so I did though I always seemd to be across the street from them when fighting. Till they showed up at my high school to try to kill us, me. I was scared but when one walked past me I didn't flinch. Luckily he didn't know who I was. There still looking for me I've decided to get out but its hard and I may not survive.

J.S.