poetry

we did a poetry unit in english class this year, which i was dreading. i always hate the forced "iambic pentameter", "meter", and "beat". but for the first time, my english teacher really understood poetry as an art form, not as figures and math, like the rest of the grown-ups. so for once, i really liked poetry. i would barely even write it in class, let alone on my own. but here is some i wrote today, on my own.

WHO CARES WHAT I WANT

i really don't like being sick.

i don't want to throw up

i don't want a racing heart

i don't want the caffeine overdose

EVER AGAIN.

i really don't like bleeding.

i don't want to see it run

i don't want to see the scars

i don't want the cold knife blade

EVER AGAIN.

i really don't like the silence inside

i don't want to keep it all bottled up

i don't want the happiness to be a facade

i don't want to pretend

EVER AGAIN.

i really don't like you.

i don't want you to touch me

i don't want to see her "prettier" face

i don't want your stupid lies

EVER AGAIN.

LIES? WHO CARES WHAT I WANT...

REACH-AROUND

You reach around

I'm not looking

You think.

Pull me in

And whisper

It'll be ok

In my ear.

I can't believe 

You're still 

Lying.

"It'll be ok"

"It'll be alright"

And what do

I have to say?

"If you please"

"Get offa me"

ANGELO (PANTS ON FIRE)

GUILTY PLEASURE

CUTIE

SWEETHEART

MINE

WONDERFUL

ODD

SUSPICIOUS

HIS OWN

SECRETIVE

WORSE

LIAR

LEAVE ME

RUNAWAY

PANTS ON FIRE

LIAR, LIAR

HERS