SakuraSkye

SakuraSkye Apr 2016

Lonely

At school so many problems are faced.

Sitting alone, I feel so misplaced.

Questioning discussions made behind my chair.

Does anyone even notice I'm there?

I must be a ghost, a spirit of the old me,

Why else would I be so lonely?

I may as well disappear off the face of this Earth,

Because I'm not important, I have little worth.

I shall kick off the shackles of this lonesome life,

All I need to do is pick up the knife . . .

I wrote this just before classes began today, I was feeling down.

SakuraSkye Mar 2016

Sunset

The ocean shimmers as the sun begins to fall,

I stand alone, worrying about nothing at all.

I've been so stressed, I've had a rough day,

But oddly the tranquil scene takes my troubles away.

I could stay here forever, thinking to myself,

Because such a sight is worth all the world's wealth.

But I am reminded that as dusk comes from dawn,

That life is a show, and it must go on.

I wrote this poem during class a few days ago.

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