Encephalitis is a sad sickness I have,
making me not able to attend college.
I've really been staying at home all day,
it has me with poor knowledge...
I actually lost most of my friends,
so really wish I could make more.
That means I need to get back out,
instead of at home, staying soar...
If I could get out of my house somehow,
it would be able for me to meet new folks.
That would be nice for me to greet a lot,
having me grasping on to my hopes...
I would really like to make more buddies.
Aug 14, 2017
Aug 14, 2017 at 11:46 AM UTC
Encephalitis is a sad sickness I have,
making me not able to attend college.
I've really been staying at home all day,
it has me with poor knowledge...
I actually lost most of my friends,
so really wish I could make more.
That means I need to get back out,
instead of at home, staying soar...
If I could get out of my house somehow,
it would be able for me to meet new folks.
That would be nice for me to greet a lot,
having me grasping on to my hopes...
I would really like to make more buddies.
This poem is about me wanting make more friends and is in ABAB form (except for that last line - free verse).
