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Well anyways this is for a story i'm writting it was origionally going to be named Diary of a self consumed girl but i switched the name High School for the Self Consumed. But anways this story is bugging me cuz i'll write stuff then be like hm.. and go off to a whole new subject so i write chapter one then the end, then the mid chapter. And so now i decided i'm going to have to break it up into three parts for it to make any sense at all. Well i guess that's how it works when your mind is pretty darn jumbled giggle. It's realy a story, but i put random poems in it it'll make sense when it's all together well at least it should. So anywaays the book is about i guess i dont know a mixture of everyone i ever met into one person, so it's fictional but yet factual lol. silly i know. fictional becaues the chick has a 100% different life then mine but yet her life is filled of peices of peopole i've known like things that happened to them. and the guy is a mixture of all the people i ever met well cared about. But that's the book. yep.
INTRO POEM:
This is a story of self consumed girl
Who’s misunderstood
And thought of as a miscreant
The world throws her torment
She towers her head, and ditches life
With friends who battle the same fight
She walks to school
To be laughed at and spends her life with hair covered in drool
She only goes when the time feels appropriate
Otherwise she ditches especially on days she copes with it the most
She’s abusive upon herself
Cutting her skin, maybe a cry for help
She lives to write within spaces upon her mind and paper
The world really doesn’t understand her
so she lives life as the self consumed girl
going to a high school for the self consumed
MEMORY POEM:
Memories
are moments that disappear
stitched together
upon a quilt
stored within a space
in a mind left without a trace.
END POEM:
We are mortals searching for truth
We live in the corridors of our brains
Searching for answers
Searching for success
Walking around like a zombie
Walking around in a world of denial
Hopefully someday we will wake from our comas
And face life the way mortals should
INTRO POEM:
This is a story of self consumed girl
Who’s misunderstood
And thought of as a miscreant
The world throws her torment
She towers her head, and ditches life
With friends who battle the same fight
She walks to school
To be laughed at and spends her life with hair covered in drool
She only goes when the time feels appropriate
Otherwise she ditches especially on days she copes with it the most
She’s abusive upon herself
Cutting her skin, maybe a cry for help
She lives to write within spaces upon her mind and paper
The world really doesn’t understand her
so she lives life as the self consumed girl
going to a high school for the self consumed
MEMORY POEM:
Memories
are moments that disappear
stitched together
upon a quilt
stored within a space
in a mind left without a trace.
END POEM:
We are mortals searching for truth
We live in the corridors of our brains
Searching for answers
Searching for success
Walking around like a zombie
Walking around in a world of denial
Hopefully someday we will wake from our comas
And face life the way mortals should