Monday, November 20, 2006

   A poem i wrote while in Publisher Class ~Do you see that girl?~
Do you see that girl?
The girl with the black sweater.
The girl who puts up her hood to hide her tears.
Tears that never end.
Tears that fall from her incessant internal drowning.
She slits her wrists so she can forget the pain….
She slices them to let the blood pour….
Her blood pours as her tears fall on the floor….
She’s depressed….
Yet she’s so plain….
She seems to be dull in life.
She gets hyper at the most unlikely of times.
She’s an oddball.
But proud to be weird and odd.
She has the greatest of friends.
She loves them so….
She would do anything for them.…
If they are hurt she will go after the one who hurt her friend…
She will always care for them….
Is this weird? The fact she would give her life to her friends.
She doesn’t care what others think of her.
But at some point she does break down….
She cries so much and for so long….
She suffers inside it’s a never ended cycle….
She isn’t understood….
Only one person does….
She’s starting to love life only a little….
She’s in love with the greatest person.
Yet he’s to far away to hold….
To hug, kiss, and poke….
He’s too far….
This fact makes the girl cry and become depressed yet again….
When she talks to him he brightens her day.
His voice is so sweet….
When it’s late his voice makes her sleepy….
She dreams the nicest of dreams….
He is her sunshine
He is her breeze, a breeze that blows away the clouds of depression.
The clouds that make her life so dark and dank.
He blows them away and so do her friends
She asks the same question everyday
When will I be able to be with him?
When will I leave?
When will I be happy?
When will all this pain and suffering end?
Do you see her now?
Right there sitting on the park bench hiding behind the tree.
She has the hood of her sweater pulled above her head.
She hides the fact she is crying.
She buries her face in her hands.
She cries because her love isn’t here to hold her to love her to tell her it will all be ok I’m here now….
Go to her Sir she is waiting for you her love her sunshine and breeze go make her happy.
Go make her smile.
Go make her laugh.
Go blow the clouds of depression away from her.
Go and brighten up her day.
Go to her.
Go show her you care for her.
Go show her that she will never be alone.
Go show her that you care.
Go show her the happiness she deserves.
Go and tell her Sir Go she needs you and her friends....
Go and love her tell her she is your world tell her the truth of who she is....because she believes she is a stray dog someone not loved someone no one cares for....she thinks shes alone in the world...
Go tell her the truth and make her realize she isnt alone and that at least one person loves her...
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