Poems written by youth at Denney Juvenile Justice Center in Everett, Washington.
Friday, June 22, 2012
Out With the Old
OUT WITH THE OLD
Teen Girl
Out with the old
In with the new
I'm getting rid of all my anger.
I'll stop fighting with you.
I never hear you say, "I love you."
And to hear you say
"You miss me"
is too good to be true.
Out with the old
In with the new
I'm getting rid of all my anger
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Changing
CHANGING
Teen Girl
Out with the bad
In with the good.
No more doing crimes
and kicking it in the hood
Need to drop all the drugs
and quit trying to be a big thug.
No more regrets of all the things I've done
I need to unwind
I'm so done.
Monday, March 19, 2012
Choices
I was just a little girl
I didn't know what was going on.
My Mom's boyfriend sneaked into my room
every night.
When I got older,
I started to realize what had happened
and what he was doing.
I told my Mom.
She said, "Shut up. Stop trying to make him leave me."
She kicked me out.
I was on my own.
She chose her boyfriend over her kid.
I feel sorry for the man who raped me.
In the end, he'll get his karma
I want to thank my brother for believing in me
when my Mom was never there for me.
Thank you Brother, for everything.
Written in the Truth and Lies Poetry and Literature Workshop, January 2012
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
My Name Is Powerless
Teen Girl
MY NAME IS POWERLESS
My name is Powerless
I live in a corner
In a broken house
My last name is Fear
My middle is Doubt
My parent is Addiction
My sister is Revenge
My brother is Fury,
They go to no end.
My eyes are empty
I have no heart or soul
Knowing me really takes a toll
You won’t be able to fight me
Once I’ve been around
Soon you meet the whole family
We’ll drive you in the ground
You’ll learn not to ask questions
Soon you’ll be like me
Powerless has no end
Good luck getting free.
Powerless
Teen Girl
POWERLESS
They think I’m Powerful
Because I do whatever I want
Because I tell everyone to screw off
Because I don’t listen to anyone
Because I run for months and I am never spotted
But, I am Power-Less
Because my friends are backstabbers
Because I can’t trust anyone
Because I was raped
Because I was jumped
Because my Mom doesn’t want me in her house
Because I cry everyday
Because I’m an addict
Because I miss my old, happy life.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
In The Eyes of My Litttle Sister
What They Don't Tell You
Written in the YA Poetry/Memoir Workshop, June 2011