i just need to write.

Mar 17, 2009 18:16




prejudice.

and she was such a girl,
she kept looking back,
to see if he was still looking.

one glance isnt a marriage proposal, honey.

yeah, hes enticing
and all that but

in the meantime,
stop,
look away.

theres another boy looking at you,
but you dont even know his name.

who are you?

you know in english,
when they teach you all about conflict?

when they say,
self vs. self,
and then you have one of those
stupid
euphoric moments
and you suddenly really want to
raise your hand
and ask the teacher to repeat
repeat
repeat
that last little bit
because you think you've got it?

you've got it,
and you want a day off
and youll ask your mother to write you an
absence note
because youve got
self vs. self.

you thinks its when
your not sure who you are
anymore.

beds.

sometimes
when you're really lonely,
you think of rain
and pictures
and
beds.

walk away.

but remember that time when you were
so far away from
here?

you were so little,
but you understood more than
today,
the day you forgot
your name.

can you look up that word, please?

and look at that,
the suns shining so bright
so early
in the mornin.

and
i feel
like today is the day ive finally
found
the right definition for
love in the dictionary.

funny face.

he thinks hes so funny
and smart
and cute
and
just so
fucking
perfect
cause hes got a girlfriend.

haha.
you make me laugh, boy.

remember when you accidentaly slipped your hand
into mine
that one day?
and you looked at me
like i was
what was missing
from your life.

and you smiled
and you were you
you
you
you.

hahaha.
you're so funny, you.

its funny how
clueless
stupid
uninformed
anware
you are.

it makes me almost want to
fall out
of love
with you.

almost.

poem: walk away, poem: beds, poem: prejudice, poem: who are you?, poem: funny face

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