In middle school, I wrote a TON of poetry. All of it was pretty sad. Rumors spread that I was a lesbian because of all the poetry I was writing and sharing with people. Sigh....... :)
School Supplies
White out
All those good memories
I had of you
Because now I want to
Rip you into shreds
Staples
Cling to my heart
Causing all the pain
To stick together
Erase
My sorrow and
Bitter past and present
The future is the only
Happiness although my fate is
Inevitably unsavable
Color me with your crayons
Red for my rage
Yellow for a smile
While you use
Scissors to cut my dreams in half.
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