My AmericaBy: Kailey Hensala

America has two sidesThe admiral and the amiss

It sees two faces in the mirrorThat’s why the real America is unclear

Today you will see those faces exposed

All written down and composedMaybe your conception will change

Or maybe your America will stay the same

To find yourself you must face the truthSo we’ll begin with the uncouth

This is the dark side we often avoidFor this is the part that’s not enjoyed…

America is like a deep black holeIt sucks you in and takes your soul

Your sense of emotion is taken awayFor we tend to ignore all things that are gray

If people think America is so lovely and grandThen why do we never lend out a hand

Homeless people roam the streetsBut we’re too busy on vacation retreats

Is it really the land of opportunity? When there’s unemployment everywhere we see

People who’ve lost everything they needBecause they can no longer succeed

Another drunk teenager takes the wheelKilling a person will never heal

Since when were drugs actually cool?And since when was it okay to drop out of school?

Everyone wants power and fameIt’s like we’re all stuck in a gameLet’s see who can outdo the best

Please will you all just put it to rest?

But like an injured runner in a raceAmerica doesn’t run a steady pace

It has its ups and downsSometimes we see good things around

America glows with prideIts independence is alive

We stand for love and freedomAnd look to each other for wisdom

We stand up for what we believeWe console each other when we grieve

Sometimes all it takes is heart To get on your feet and move to the start

Liberty travels from coast to coastOne thing America is proud of most

We celebrate our love for lifeEven when we’re full of strife

They say home is where the heart is atAnd I am very sure of that

America is a home full of family and friendsWhere we look at ourselves and make amends

Nature makes this country beautifulOne part of the land that is primalIt has been a part of us for so longCould you imagine if it was gone?

The mountains are frosted with white tipsAs if they were touched by angel lipsThe blue tint they carry from far way

Remind us of the peace portrayed

The greenness never goes awayFor eternal life is here to stay

We push on through the tough timesBecause we know life is full of climbs

So this is the America that I seeWould you agree with me?

America has many ways to be perceivedThis is just what I believe