Category: Counselor’s Corner

Wrong Reason by Burnley I need some motivation. Maybe some inspiration. I feel like I’m in NYC and the police are choking me, I can’t breathe or conceive, as I run down the street with my hands up, bullets flying I think they’re hittin’ me. My mind turns to when I was twelve years old, playing in the park with my BB gun, can’t you see the police are killing me, as me, she, and he become we, not for the right reasons, but just for the season. The US government is trying to charge me with treason because some cops

Wake Up by Ms. M. Wake up and listen to me. Stop following dead end streets. So dark light can’t be seen so cold tears sliding down your cheeks freeze. The blind leading the blind Going nowhere fast Bumping into brick walls and stepping on shattered glass. Wake up and listen to me. Stop following dead end streets, Selling death to your people in sheep’s clothing With crooked smiles and sharp teeth. Tearing down your brother with words. Hating traveling faster than the speed of sound, Consuming your thoughts and blackening your heart. Don’t you want to make it? Don’t