| Volume 1 No. 2 | The Tradesman |
January 2007 |
Graphic Arts First Night! |
Key Club Continues Christmas Tradition! |
National Honors Society Clothe A Child Program |
Warm Hometown Hugs | Skills-USA WeekendAround Diman
Diman Regional Selected as "Compass School" | Homecoming 2006 | A Tribute to Angela Durfee | Cutest Pet Contest Winners | Scavenger Hunt Answers
Sports
She Shoots, She Scores... In a BIG Way | First Pep Rally in Decades is a Blast | Diman Varsity Boys' Basketball Pulls a 180
Entertainment & Culture
Entertainment: Ice Age 2: The Meltdown | Download This | Little Miss Sunshine: It's Super Freaky | Lamb of God | Umi Japanese Steakhouse | WWE Smackdown vs. Raw 2007 | Friday Night Karaoke at White's of Westport
Culture: Three Poems | Winter Fashion Review | A Short Story | Dear Rachelle
Three Poems
Tyanna DeSimone '10
The Tears I Cry
The tears I cry are because you hurt me so bad.
The tears I cry are because you made me happy.
The tears I cry are because I don't belong.
The tears I cry are because my mother doesn't care.
The tears I cry are because I feel lost.
The tears I cry are because I hate who I am.
The tears I cry are because of who I am. And what I want to be.
I Stand
I stand in a room alone though I scream my tears don't matter any more. No one is listening. No one cares. No one remembers I'm there. I bleed, but no one sees. I love, but no one listens. I dream, but no one stands beside me.
I beg God to forgive, but he doesn't listen. Could it be that I hurt him so bad or is it that my heart is in the distance, for what reason I will never know, but if you know will you please tell me? Because I have questions that aren't answered.
Do you have questions?
Why
Where is that person who was there for the good times and the bad?
What happened to my sister, my best friend?
Where is that place I could hide away, where no one could see or hear?
What happened to the girl I used to be, when I had fun, and danced like no tomorrow?
What happened to her?
Where is the sister that helped me to be me?
Where is my mother, who said she'd be there, for good or bad?
Where is the mother I wish I had?
That one person I could dance with, and feel alive with.
Where did they go?
What happened to them saying they cared? Where oh where did they go? Why didn't they tell me they didn't care and why didn't they see me when I needed them most?
Why?
