Lesbianism!
Just look at me, I’m writing in my live journal and talking to Angela on the phone, when I should be doing my paper. Oh well, while I’m at it I guess I’ll put my poem about lesbians on my page. Since that’s what I do with all my poems.
It’s called “If She’d Only Known”
You could spend all day watching her.
The way she moves, makes your heart shudder.
Everything about her makes you want to stay.
Too bad she’s not gay!
Her body fits so nicely next to yours,
Too bad they can’t fit together on the floor!
Wanting never to leave, you just decide to go.
So she can be alone with her boyfriend Joe.
Everyday you want to tell her how you really feel,
But you don’t want your friendship to get TOO real.
Telling her would screw up her “great” plan.
She doesn’t want a girl, she wants a man.
“Everybody gets what they deserve.”
Especially those pretty girls with curves.
Why can’t you get her?
Why can’t your one wish occur?
Sometimes reality is not fair.
Anybody could see they would make the perfect lesbian par!
Living without her, wouldn’t be living at all.
You’re slowly rolling down the “hill”, just like that basket ball.
Ending your life would be faster,
Faster than dying from some natural disaster.
You pick up the gun, without any fear,
Knowing that the end is near,
Walking to the bathroom, she hears a loud BANG!
She then runs to the bathroom, and hopes its not another gang.
She sees the life of her best friend was taken.
Seeing all that blood, her body starts shakin’.
The gun in her hand explains a lot.
It explains, for one, that really loud shot.
As for the note crumbled in her hand,
It reveals her best friend’s sickening plan.
Her plan to kill herself…
Not because of her lacking wealth,
And because of everyone’s taunts,
But because of knowing she will never get what she wants.
If she had only known,
Her best friend wouldn’t be lying in a pool of blood all alone.
If her friend had only given her a clue,
She would have told her…..
She was a lesbian too.
I don’t know where this came from. So don’t ask. It just came out. This brilliant beyond brilliant idea for a really touching poem. There are parts of it that I really DON’T like, but there are other parts that I read, and I say to myself, “WOW, Manda you’re really good!”
Ok, I have to other thoughts.