Wednesday, January 30, 2013
I'M A POET AND I KNOW IT
High school, its a bunch of cliques
Nobody gives a flip of who you really are...
You wanna be known
Give them a reason to remember you and care
Everywhere you look there's different types of people
The popular, the nobodys, the jocks, you name it
But deep inside everyone has their secret
Be careful in who you trust
Be careful in who you lust
They may come back and betray you
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Your poem was very dark but true. I like how you describe high school. Keep up the good work and I look forward to seeing more from you.
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