POEM. OMG SOMEONE HELP ME
I am sitting here trying to write this stupid poem. I have been here since 12:05. It is now 1:42. GGR,
This is what i have so far. I hate it. It is just SO BAD.
They watched me play baseball with my cousins
saw us using the trees as base
they would dart from
the ball
to my cousins
to the trees
to my own hands
and then right back to the ball
They watched my grandma
watch the flinstones every morning
filled with tears as they
saw that door close on my ank;e
witnessed my own skin break
and watched the blood flow
then 2 monthes later
they scanned over
the little pink scar that had formed
and made me wish
i had just gotten those stupid stitches.
BLAH. I HATE IT. That is all i have gotten after an hour.
I have to include loads of other stuff to. like..how they have changed colorsand how i wear too much eyeliner, and how they need glasses..
This is what i have so far. I hate it. It is just SO BAD.
They watched me play baseball with my cousins
saw us using the trees as base
they would dart from
the ball
to my cousins
to the trees
to my own hands
and then right back to the ball
They watched my grandma
watch the flinstones every morning
filled with tears as they
saw that door close on my ank;e
witnessed my own skin break
and watched the blood flow
then 2 monthes later
they scanned over
the little pink scar that had formed
and made me wish
i had just gotten those stupid stitches.
BLAH. I HATE IT. That is all i have gotten after an hour.
I have to include loads of other stuff to. like..how they have changed colorsand how i wear too much eyeliner, and how they need glasses..