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Birthday
• 1990-12-03
Gender
• Female
Location
• Tucson, AZ :P
Member Since
• 2003-08-18
Occupation
• Student and Graphic Designer for parents. I'm in the 7th grade and I hate it.
Real Name
• Maggie Michelle Thorpe

Personal

Achievements
• uh-huh
Anime Fan Since
• 199...um...1997 or so, but stopped in 1999 came back in 2003
Favorite Anime
• Evangelion, anything by Studio Ghibli, Inuyasha, Serial Experiments LAIN
Goals
• Finish this goddamned long last chapter of the
Hobbies
• um...yeah, you probably can guess by now.
Talents
• I don't want to be the showoff. O_o

myOtaku.com: MaggieMehve

Tuesday, November 25, 2003

Go Figure
I quickly wrote this poem, out of nowhere. I think it kind of sucks, yet, oh well..I just feel like posting it:

Aki

I never knew that there would be a day,
A day where I thought I would die,
A night that would not go by,
An eternity it seemed, that day would just not die.

I fiddled with my pencil,
Banging against my fingertips,
My head pounding with wondering thoughts,
Would I die or will I be alive?

I knew I cried myself to sleep at night,
I knew I was called a total idiot,
I knew that I was in deep depression,
But what arose was a question to my head.

I don’t want to die, nor do I want to live,
I felt neutral in my situation,
Nobody would understand me,
No voices could comfort me; nothing could reach me

The wind caressed my hair,
Cherry blossoms glided against the gentle wind,
My head was lowered down,
Peering at the grass

Was this really life, as I knew it?
It could not save me like a safety kit,
I don’t know why I was so sad,
Nor did I know why I was so mad.

I clutched my chest,
Heavy breathing whispered out of my lips,
I wearily gazed up at a bird’s nest,
The babies were swallowing in the worms with tiny sips

My eyes widened,
I knew it, why I was born—
Not to be neglected,
Not of that any sort

I was to be nurtured and fed,
I was to be tucked into bed,
I was told to not lie or fib
And to always get along with my sib’

We then live,
We then grow,
We learn to cook and sew,
And then we die.

That was life,
Yet it was stabbing me inside,
Like a sharp steak knife,
How could I be born to do that?

I guessed life was just a way,
To make everyone jostle around,
Worrying and stressing about their day,
However not thinking about the future like I say

This poem I wrote was to be mixed up with rhyming,
Nobody can tell what kind of rhyme it is,
I laugh at you to figure it out,
Probably I’m just trying to tell you in a way that this is like life

We don’t know our future
We are strengthening in our present,
And we’re forgetting about our past
This was what I was told, that I never will know my life

And so it concludes,
This beastly end,
I never knew I would be able to mend,
The treacherous ending of our lives:

To be born,
To live,
To love,
And to die.

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