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Jackie Andary Dec 2013
Why
Do I have to learn this?
Math hates me
Didn't you know?
The triangles glare
The equations stare
The postulates and theorems whisper nasty things
The formulas judge
The polygons sneer
I just want to get out of here
Take me away
Back to English class
The one without the numbers
Jackie Andary Dec 2013
Every day
Is the same
Wake up
Get dressed
Go to school
Miss you
Learn science
Laugh in English
Miss you
Hate Geometry
Miss you
Make videos
Eat lunch
See you
Miss you
Wish I could talk to you
Write for an hour
Learn about some dead guys
Get on the bus
Miss you
Go home
Die inside
Miss you.
Jackie Andary Dec 2013
Remember the time that we were together?
Yeah, me neither.
I do remember wishing for it
Watching, waiting
For you to make that move
Everyone said you were going to make
But then, you didn't
I was tired, I was confused
I sent you a message
You replied
My waiting was over
My wanting was not.
Jackie Andary Dec 2013
Flecks of white falling down
Like an overgrown snow globe
I look out the window and think
About the cold
And how I don't feel it
Anymore
Not since you stole my heart
And didn't give it back
No, I just feel an emptiness
That won't go away
I remember when the cold and the snow
Were welcomed,
Because we had so many plans
There were so many adventures
That I will never take part in
Not with you
I look at the snow
And I just freeze.
Jackie Andary Dec 2013
I feel like God is testing me these days
Filling up my metaphorical plate
Way more than I would normally get at a buffet
I really want to pass this test
But its so hard
When I can feel my pretend smile drooping constantly
While people act concerned and say "what's wrong?"
And I can't tell them
Because I don't even know myself
Jackie Andary Dec 2013
That endless ticking
Gets on my nerves so badly
Take it off the wall
Jackie Andary Dec 2013
If I had a dime
For every single time
I heard the words
"I like you as a friend"
I would have a lot of dimes
Enough dimes
To buy a candy bar
Which would taste bittersweet
With a hint of salt
As I cry and think
About your friendship
If I had a dime
For every single time
I did this
I would have a lot of dimes
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