The teacher tells the class to write a poem
Jokes on her, the kid in the back has already written over two thousand.

Through her eyes,
You see brightness.
But through the screen,
You see darkness.

From fables to fairy tales,
To folk tales,
To my heart,
I thought wishes come true.

But when I think of you,
My wishes become a curse.

i walked in
to find you
with a cup
of alcohol

and a girl
talking to
you.

i step back
into the
shadows,

watching
you in the
distance.

you guys
look happy.

you look
happy.

you look
like you're
having a
nice time.

im happy
for you,

even though
im breaking
inside.

"you can't just
touch my soul
and leave"

i hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
i hate the way you drive your car.
i hate it when you stare.
i hate your big dumb combat boots,
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick;
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate it, I hate it when you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.  
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around,
and the fact that you didn't call.  
But mostly I hate it the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit,

not even at all.

you can call it fate
or destiny
sometimes it really
seems like its a mystery
'cause you can be hurt
by love. and healed by
the same

Timing is everything