My parents are so not fair.
Why can't I watch one, 3-hour long movie,
when you've been watching
Friends re-runs the whole day?
Why am I not allowed to take a short break from homework and just chill,
when all you ever do when you get home is rest?
You say I'm a student, that my job now is to study.
So tell me. What do you remember from your school days?
Do you remember what you learned in advanced trigonometry?
Please. Like you do.
I bet you only remember the fun moments in life.
The moments that made an impact.
Yes, studying is SUCH an impacting experience.
It's so impacting that it could practically take over my life. (yes, that was sarcasm.)
I mean, we all live the rest of our lives remembering our pasts.
But we've got to make our pasts memorable.
And living with my nose bruised from sticking it into books is no way to live.
I want to rest.
And I want to play.
It's not fair.
It's so not fair.
I think that writing a slam poem is actually quite easy. How I got to writing this poem was actually quite funny. I wanted to watch a movie. But my parents told me to go study. I tried to persuade them, but it didn't work, and I got annoyed. I went back into my room, threw open my book bag and looked at what homework I had for the weekend. The first thing I saw was "English: Write slam poem." So I wrote this. I actually wrote a more, hateful version, but later after I'd calmed down, I realized that hate was a scary emotion, making me say thing that I didn't really feel. So I wrote another version. But through this process, I found that hate poems are actually quite easy to write because hate is such a strong emotion that words just flow. And because it is free-verse, and also personal, words come easily. Performing these poems are fun. Everyone in a high mood, nodding and cheering in agreement to your hates, has somewhat of a thrill. And because these poems are written to be read, it's quite easy to perform. Poetry slams are more fun than I thought they'd be. :]