Today I wrote a poem
I haven't in four years and honestly the ones I used to write were horrid. But today I picked up a pen and on the back of a sheet I once used to solve a math problem I wrote it. I wanted to share it on here because It's everything I've wanted to say for a long time in poem form. How people will never see some one inside, how you can never live up to what your parents want, how to some people Dogs, Rats or lizards may mean more than a human, and phones wont always ring. I don't know why I started to write this but I actually like the result and I plan to keep it in my pocket for a long time. So heres My poem, Titled "Today I wrote a poem"
Once upon a time
There lived a girl, and she often sat and thought
She'd knit and watch shows about people worse off then her
and it made her smile
Once,
The girl sat and thought
How some people couldn't see what she could
How they only thought about the trivial
And never hugged the people who needed it and who really loved them
Once,
The girl sat and knit, for the one she loved and her self
And she wouldn't drop her needles and when she ran out of yarn she cried
And threw her needles and screamed until her mom started to bitch
And she cried.
Once,
The girl watched TV
And the people on TV did meth and had kids then died
And she'd laugh and sigh, Because humans would never matter as much
As dogs
Once,
The girl waited for a phone call
And the phone never rang so she
Watched the people die on TV, and she picked up her needles and Knitted
With old cloth
And she thought maybe some one did love her, and it was okay.
Once,
The girl got a hug from a loved one when she needed it
And some yarn, and the people never really saw her and she cried
When the Dog on the TV died
Then the phone rang
And she carried this in her pocket every day to remind her
She was human too
Once upon a time
There lived a girl, and she often sat and thought
She'd knit and watch shows about people worse off then her
and it made her smile
Once,
The girl sat and thought
How some people couldn't see what she could
How they only thought about the trivial
And never hugged the people who needed it and who really loved them
Once,
The girl sat and knit, for the one she loved and her self
And she wouldn't drop her needles and when she ran out of yarn she cried
And threw her needles and screamed until her mom started to bitch
And she cried.
Once,
The girl watched TV
And the people on TV did meth and had kids then died
And she'd laugh and sigh, Because humans would never matter as much
As dogs
Once,
The girl waited for a phone call
And the phone never rang so she
Watched the people die on TV, and she picked up her needles and Knitted
With old cloth
And she thought maybe some one did love her, and it was okay.
Once,
The girl got a hug from a loved one when she needed it
And some yarn, and the people never really saw her and she cried
When the Dog on the TV died
Then the phone rang
And she carried this in her pocket every day to remind her
She was human too
i'll cry if i want too :hand:
and you too are my best friend and i'll always be there for you, you know that.
^.^
-huggles you to death-
Coffee Cup Of Dirnt, February 2nd, 2010 at 10:31:51pm
Cry then xD
Kidding. dun cry.
But I mean it. Your my best friend and you helped me threw a lot of things and you mean so much to me.
nadroj, February 2nd, 2010 at 10:26:42pm
:')
you're gonna make me cry.
Coffee Cup Of Dirnt, February 2nd, 2010 at 10:25:23pm
-huggles-
Krissie I love you and I mean it. Your my sister
nadroj, February 2nd, 2010 at 10:25:05pm
-hugs-
i know its not the same as a real life hug, but when we go on our trip, you'll get all the real hugs you want.
Coffee Cup Of Dirnt, February 2nd, 2010 at 10:24:10pm