Happy New..

Hey everybody

I said, HEY EVERYBODY!

Every body in the room will you please direct your attention to your screens.

Listen to the man you paid too much to see on stage become white noise to your satisfaction.

STOP! 

Paying attention to others, as if they understood how important you were on Instagram.

STOP! Listening to the heartbeat of Mother Earth, and remember how much you made last year.

STOP! Running through fields of flowers, when you could try out this virtual reality.

YOU WILL LOVE IT!

I promise between Snapchat, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Tinder, Soundcloud; You will feel so much love you’ll forget about family.

YOU WILL LOVE IT!

Not to mention all the free games we get to play; truly a paradise for a kid, and an easy way to make friends with all these chat rooms; the cool kids at school didn’t like you anyway.

YOU WILL LOVE IT! 

Remember not to leave out the bonus of all the naked girls that want you to see them! Seriously, they will send you direct links so you can watch them get dirty all for you! Now that beautiful girl you have always wanted to date will notice you are a creep.

GO!

Race through those passcodes, and jump over those tabs; someone likes you in your area..

GO! 

Skip over all the pages of happily married couples, and kids with bright faces; and do not forget to reply to your followers!

GO!

Chase the horizon of that getaway destination just beyond the touch of your finger. 

LOOK!

With your eyes, and listen with your ears; but keep your blindfolds on and earplugs in.

FEEL! With your heart, and touch with your hands; but only if your fingerprint unlocks my chest.

THINK!

With your mind, and understand with your soul; but only after consulting with the numbers that now make up your spirit.

Hey everybody

I said, HEY EVERYBODY

Everybody in the room will you please direct your attention to the stage.

Listen to the man pour his soul into a glass for all of you to admire, and drink it to quench his thirst for you.

STOP! 

Paying attention to that alarm that rings consistently for the destruction of your soul!

STOP!

Worrying about if you can buy the new Iphone; instead lose yourself in the music of life, and dance to tunes of change.

STOP! 

Living this virtual reality where the leaves do not change; and look at the flowers blooming because spring is beautiful.

YOU WILL LOVE IT!

I promise between the first kiss you have, and the first date your daughter goes on; you will not want to miss the funeral of your wife.

YOU WILL LOVE IT! 

Not to mention all the vacations spent on the beach, just to escape the entrancing gaze of the mountains all year. It is so nice to have friends, and family to visit for the Holidays.

YOU WILL LOVE IT! 

Like the first time you laid eyes on the woman of your dreams, and she asked you to come closer for a better look. 

GO!

To a place so far away that your WiFi will not connect, and a mobile hotspot means a bathtub on wheels.

GO!

Skip the wait of finding your match; go ask that server with bright eyes, and a kind smile out to her favorite restaurant. 

GO!

Run into the sunset just beyond the horizon, even if it is miles away.

Hey everybody

I said HEY EVERYBODY!

Do not forget to look around you, and feel the winds of change; for life is not always as you think.

Real talk-Happy 18th

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you.
Life's coming atcha with his pants down, you're 18 got some big decisions now.
So make sure you make the right ones so you don't get fucked.
Going off to college gotta start paying for your books,
start going to the gym so the ladies start to look more.
Not gettin paid enough ending up poor, still living on your own ramen noodles on the floor.
Sharp look with a clean cut, smart with a lean cup.
Never understood why magazines got us dreamin bout fictitious lives that fishermen never seen.
When you open up your eyes, and realize it's all a scheme.
Social media got us distant and forever more fiend-in.
For the picture perfect lives that online we all seein.
So at the mall we spend it all with regret pounding out our fingertips.
Time for the NAVY you'll be off sailing ships.
Groans of the stomach form sea induced vomit.
Guns from the past race wars in the darkness.
Back to college, just trying to gain a little more knowledge.
About why a country would send loved one's out on a battlefield.
Just to pay off student loans attached to credit deals.
All while the mass appeal is out on the deal, from salesmen with rotten teeth from all the dirty lies.
Sinking you into more debt than the bags under your eyes.
All while the government lies to taxpayers about their newest great invention.
To get rid of all this debt, and bring us out of this recession.
You're being lied to, and cheated on every day.
Tricked into signing your life away.
To a country that's never paid for your Christmas, never saw a child's wishlist, and only cares about business.
Yeah they say the world is colder than a first winter snow.
And now I believe them after seeing a businessman's heart froze.
On a hot summer day with a kid left astray.
And watched him grab her from behind muffling any word she could say.
Then sold her for the money he needed in the upcoming holidays.

Stoem

Stoem(n): Stolen lines from other poets put together and made into a new poem.

The rose that grew from concrete

Laughing a challenge to the raindrops, daring them to make us leave

The red washing down the bathtub can't change the color of the sea at all

A warm domestic chaos spells life without care

And I dream too much, and I don't write enough, and I'm trying to find God everywhere

A young heart with an old soul, how can there be peace

The cancer that invades our ancestors' defiled dreams

Rehearsed in silence.

Pen Names are overrated anyway

Everyone is so afraid.

Afraid that things will change.

Afraid that the popular kids will get more comments than the popular writers,

and the popular writers will be forgotten.

Every person in my class is so afraid of being revealed.

Well you must be insecure.

Didn't we already learn how to write down our insecurities and forget them?

So why are you still?

Or is it because all your insecurities are posted on your blog; secured where people can find them?

At least now, people they know the real you.

At least now, they know how fake you were.

At least now, they know how real you've been.

And all the fake people will leave, and hang with the fakes.

And all the reals will hang with the reals.

Can't you see it's better to live life without closed doors?

That's why I'm happy to be revealed.

I don't know how much longer I could've stayed concealed.

And if I have to wait another god damn day without knowing who Courtney Rome is, or Roslyn Luna Grey, or any of my favorite writers are;

Then cue the depression from the happiness I haven't experienced with them.

And if I have to wait another god damn day to find out who that cry for help came from in mid October it might be too late for me to help that Pen Name I already forgot. 

I'm tired of waiting, and it's time to reveal.

My name to you on this blog thingy is peepleizdum, but if I see you at school call me 

Parker Johnson

Also here's a few pics for peeple that don't know me.

Halloween 2015

First day of school feat. my little sisters

Me and my bro this summer

You

You are the vibrant rays of the sun shining threw my storm clouds.

And the subtle breeze that can warm my spirit or chill me to the bone.

You are the moon pulling the tide in, and I am the ocean.

And the farther you distance yourself I am at low tide.

However, you are not the birds singing that beautiful song every morning.

There is no way you are the birds, you don't like to sing in front of anyone.

And you are certainly not the cheerleader girl, you're way too cool to care.

A quick glance in the mirror will show that you are the most beautiful girl out there,

But you wont let my uplifting words consume your thoughts.

It is possible that you are the girl dangling her feet off the edge wondering how fast you would fall.

I am the boy falling for you, faster to soften the blow.

But don't worry, I am not the boy that pushed you off.

You are still the one falling, and refuse to survive the fall.

I am still here as your ocean, and as you fall my tides grow stronger.

So even if I only cover 71% of the places you could fall..

With you this close, I'm right beneath you.

Music

I like music. I like rap. I like a funky tune. If you like theses things listen to Jurassic 5 at least once a day. It just makes you want to groove, and makes you happy. MUSIC HAS POWER.

Underneath the surface

Underneath the surface I'm floating.

Sorry I can't hear you I'm too busy swimming in my thoughts, and when I listen you sound like you're gargling salt water.

I'm underneath the surface where you can't find me, but you insist that we go hiking.

Sometimes I dive just to see if I can touch the bottom, or if I'll be crushed under the pressure before reaching it.