The Letter

Dear...hell you know who this is too
Who else would be on my mind except you
Cause you see unlike you I cant toss others aside who are trying to help me get through my insane and upsetting times...enough. Let me start over

Shut up and listen, i feel i need to say this because you don't know how to let things like common sense in without questioning every detail, but then... I guess that problem with all of you strong females.

You back yourself into situational corners, whose boarders are defines by stubbornness, pride, and experience.

And you don't let anybody in... 

All I was trying to do was help, that was my plan, my motto...my intention. And yes things got out of hand and i knew i had to stick to the plan like feet to sand but you couldn't possibly understand how it felt to be me in that situation. I found something worthwhile while you found something worthless...less.

I wont lie, i dont know the future and id be lying id I told you i could...but i see where this is going. You are heading down a dark road not suited for a princess such as yourself. Im sorry did i say princess, i meant a queen who can bring joy to the lives of depressed loveless men with her laugh, whose smile is unique as a snowflake made of gold, and whose tendency to be alone confuses me for flowers like you deserved to be shown so that other flowers know how to properly grow.

Im an idiot for telling the truth. This much i know, but you are so magnificant, and amazing. Stop letting the world have its way with you and push back! And if you feel yourself about to crack for you back is bound to snap once the world mounts its attack then turn to the people who support you....

We have already covered I'm not that person so you have no reason to trust me, but take heed my dear, for pain is not a one night stand, but rather a dead end long term marriage that you have no pre-nup for. 

Stay smart, stay strong, stay you.

Yours truly,
Him

PETER PARKER

Go to school, hide the anger, swallow the pain.

Im pissed off all the time because of an event I had no power over, for I was nor here, there or anywhere.

I was a boy lost in my own world content to let reality unfurl before me as my mankind brethren before me have done. If things go well I can escape these beasts and join the winners circle where I could exclaim that life has begun.

Go to school, hide the anger, swallow the pain, get into a good college, one day maybe find a girl whose smart enough to look past the rumors spread about you. Survive.

And then it happened.

Bitten by fate, hardened by power, blinded by opportunity. 

At last my time would come, and I would show all those bullies how to really have fun...see I dont have to hide anymore, and those who were once chores to encounter will now bow down to my feet and adore me like should have done in the beginning... then maybe she will notice me... ME not those fake jocks looking fly, simply coasting by on the coattails of their built bodies and nice rides...me

And then it happened.

Fate turns into severed ties, power turns into guilt, opportunity turns into responsibility.

With great power comes great responsibility huh? welI I never asked to given this...this abomination of a gift, this blessing of a curse, this ability that just makes every part of my life better and worse... 

Save that for the young geniuses flying around in suits of armor they built, free of the pain and guilt

Save that for the angry green super strong monsters with hearts of gold

Save that for the kids being trained to harness their abilities at that "gifted school" in  Westchester, NY 

Im pissed off at the events that have forced me into becoming something guys like me are not supposed to be. I was your below average joe caught in the flow of ho-hums, high and lows, and the mundane situations that we have ALL come to know...im not fantastic nor marvelous.

Go to school , hide the anger, swallow the pain, protect the girl, never show em your face or reveal who your truly are.

Be a hero.

BEING THE NERDY-GOOD GUY

Okay...so I was angry/needed to vent so I made this jumbled up mess of a poem...enjoy =D.

This goes out to all my nerd fellas, yea you know who you are.

I'm not talking about those 4.0 guys in with the cool crowd so they were protected by the shroud of popularity.

I'm referring to those guys who, in a class full of misfits, got A's on their tests and were constantly harassed by ignorant classmates and would have been broken if not for their hate-proof vests.

Yea you know who you are.

Being a nerd is like being a Peter Parker instead of a Bruce Wayne, once people see our ideas they acknowledge our presence but until then we are stuck with the pain of being an "us" instead of a "them", and that friction that comes with the repetition of isolation leads to contemplation of life and whether we deserve to be in it or not...

Being the good guy is a load. Its a load of stress, a load of crap, and a load that constantly stacks  on top of your backs until the earth below you shakes, rattles, and cracks and you question the authority that bestowed onto you the "gift" of being good

Yea you know who you are

To my brethren who know that being the nerd is about being the guy who stays in on a friday night to study/hang out with his  close nerd friends because in the end we value life not as a constant party, but as a game in which survival depends on putting others ideals before our own needs

To all my good fellas who have attractive female friends with boyfriends not good enough for them, putting them down in the dark when we know all good girls deserve to be treated like flowers, given love and sunpower never meant to be stepped on by abusive men. But as our female friends complain we keep our thoughts hung and a knot in our tongue because we made a vow to all be there for the people we love, even when they make dumb decisions that don't fit them like a glove.

You know exactly who you are

To the nerds who were riddled with insecurities and thoughts of failure, who keep fighting to see light of a new morn because they had a vision of how to help the earth to be born. The nay sayers and haters who once had their way are now scared because in this football game of life, it is the nerd who have the ball on this final play.

To the good guys who know that doing the right thing is never easy...who know that nice guys do finish last but it is not a bad thing, for we can see how the future turns out for the bad guys, the guys who mocked us, pissed us off, and made us wish that their hearts would stop. We can see while we may not finish first, we certainly do not lose...

So to all my Nerdy-Good guys;

Next time someone asks why you still have your V-card, take pride in knowing its because the right girl just isn't part of our world yet and when she does come along we will have a bond that extends beyond the shallow hook up culture of the world around us.

Next time people ask why you hold doors open for everyone who comes through you smile and say "sometimes in life all we need is someone willing to open a door for us, after that we can find our own way"

And finally when someone asks why you chose to be a nerdy-good guy, you say you didn't chose it, but rather you were chosen for it!

Yea...you know who you are