Boys are no more
They don't control my life
I loved but they didn't
I cared but they didn't
But it's ok
They are no more
I won't let them bring me down
I'm stronger then they think
Boys are no more

Although all poets write well, only those becomes popular who learn to respect the work of others..

Family is a bond that should never be broken
Family is a place where you can be free spoken,
There can be hurt and there can be lies
They'll be things that you will see with your own eyes,
There can be happiness and always plenty of love
Always someone to turn to every time you need a hug,
There can be laughter and the occasional tears
But one things for sure is that someone is there to help you face your fears,
There can be annoyance and there can be pain
There can be some things that drive you insane,
But if there's one thing that I do know
It's that the bond between family love is not a love you'll ever let go,
So cherish each moment and feel blessed everyday
For having a family who loves unconditionally each and every day.

M – Making Bowser pay for his diabolic plans
A – As chubby as a small pig
R – Running through tubes
I – Is very friendly
O – On his first of 100 lives (Still)

Splashing in the salty foam
I caught sight
of a whale.

Not just any whale
but a humpback whale
and I realized

It's wednesday
****-day
humpback whales swim even on Wednesdays.

Then I realized
it's my birthday
I'm 18

I am an adult
for the first time
in my entire life
& it's gonna be great.

Mrs. Richart said,
     Go home tonight
     and do your freaking homework.
     Do it right, do it good.
     Or you get a bad grade.

I wonder if it's really that easy.
I'm 16, a Pikachu, and born in Marion, Illinois.
I've been going to school here my whole life, and
I'm the only ginger haired Pikachu here.
I live in a ****** little house,
Down the road from the park, in Marion...
An now I'm sitting here
Writing this poem thing.

I'm not too sure what's true to be seen,
or heard, or told, at my age of sixteen.
I guess I am what I be. And what I be,
could it be, what I see? I see trees,
and bees...and other people...no. That
can't be right. Unless I looked in a mirror...
Now I look, and I see a girl. A girl who
likes to eat, sleep and have fun.  She
loves being with friends and being in
love.  She cares deeply about her friends
and would do everything in her
willpower to help them in need.
I guess looking a bit like a
Pikachu doesn't change the fact that
she's just as good as other people.
So will my page thing be
good that I write?
Being me, it won't be like a
Jigglypuff, Absol, Vulpix or Mew...
Definitely not Mew...
But it will be
a part of you, Mrs. Richart,
and my friends.
Because you all are good.
Better than good.
You are great, amazing, and beautiful,
All put together......gramaziful!
You're gramaziful!
Though, sometimes perhaps you
have your moments....
And so do I...
But still.
We are all graaziful
in our own special way.

     This is my poem thing for English II.