More Found Poetry

A Poem About A Debut Album As Told By The Lead Singer, Pieced Together By A Third Party. 

a record of idealization,

of antiquated memories,

kind of faded splendor

of art and the idea of situationism

a contrived thing

everything we do is stylized

posing your identity

without being attention-seeking

Acquire stimulation changes, 

unpredictability is what defines us.

yearning to achieve my own potential

To bleed into humanity

Needlessly romantic,

this perpetual cycle of creativity.

Hopelessly romantic,

we've lived; we've grown up.

from http://iamhighvoltage.com/2013/07/27/the-1975/

A Poem Found By Dropping the Excessive Parts Of A Song. 

Count you out,

Your on your own.
Then I found myself alone.

Through all the trouble,
within my walls.
All I've done defeats me.

what can I do,
If you're not here?
where can I go?

You want me to tell you,
Need to hear about it.
Then I found myself alone.

As subtle as I can,
I'm forgotten, I'm forgotten.
Assume that nothing needs me

From the song Everybody's Watching Me by The Neighborhood 

ps. i'm sorry about the weird highlighting?