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POEM 19 - Damn You Again
She looks in my eyes,
Passes back my stuff,
I know who she is,
Really in love,
With, but I'm just taking a guess,
It's my friend Sean,
And he's younger then me,
Though I don't know when he was born,
I turn around,
It's line up in the gym,
I just walk out,
Now there's no reason to live,
The voices are back,
I walk down the stairs,
It's raining outside,
And there's noone to stare,
I throw my sweatband away,
In the garden somewhere,
This is something,
I'd never do for a dare,
I go upstairs,
And into the cloakroom,
I sit with Haajan,
Who is angry for some reason to,
We sit and talk
About our problems,
He sometimes pisses her off,
As he isn't her friend,
Which is good,
As I don't like her sympathisers,
Why did I fall for it again,
She's just a stupid liar,
He leaves the room,
So I walk outside,
I sit in the shelter,
It feels like I'm dieing inside,
I'm all alone now,
Why don't I just die,
Probably because I can't bring myself to it,
So I just sit and cry...
This is what happened to me today. After this though I went back to the cloakroom and wrote poems all over the walls - it was fun. Also Haajan kept pissing Charlotte off, and Manveer taught me how to make a paper bullet when I went outside. I also got a negative housepoint for not going to the place where I was meant to go and not moving. The b***h. That was Ms. Manning. I might get these poems published after I have written about 100.
 DaleLuck1313 · Fri Nov 17, 2006 @ 07:44pm · 0 Comments |
