Cliques gathered, And others in pairs
Such is the way in many a school day.
Couples in love, many in cheer
Each show no fear to punish the "squares".
Taunts and objects projected in air
All aimed at the harmless soul, who has nothing to say.
Gathering objects, as lay on the ground
The lost soul is broken and resorts to its prayer.
Day in and out the cycle anew
Still not a drop of vengeance in the little patched heart.
After all thats happened, and been though
All the soul wishes is the best for you.....
This is just a poem that managed to tumble out from my mind and onto the keyboard...Not sure if Poems really interest people anymore, but enjoy... *bows*.
 Princess_Nayru · Mon Sep 10, 2007 @ 06:14am · 4 Comments |
