It was my father who left me,
To discover a place of his own,
Lonely, but dishearten I felt,
For a place called “unknown.”
Baffled was I,
As to why he suddenly left me,
I trembled alone in fear,
Was I a goner soon to be?
Where have my hopes gone?
Withered away to stone,
Leaving nothing but the past,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Why do I feel resentment?
My father had a horrifying tone,
Had left me heartbroken,
For a place called, “unknown.”
My heart beats like thunder,
As I shiver to the bone,
My father ruined me,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Where will I go from here?
Too much my father had shown,
A martyr my father will always be,
For a place called, “unknown.”

It was my father who left me,
To discover a place of his own,
Lonely, but dishearten I felt,
For a place called “unknown.”
Baffled was I,
As to why he suddenly left me,
I trembled alone in fear,
Was I a goner soon to be?
Where have my hopes gone?
Withered away to stone,
Leaving nothing but the past,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Why do I feel resentment?
My father had a horrifying tone,
Had left me heartbroken,
For a place called, “unknown.”
My heart beats like thunder,
As I shiver to the bone,
My father ruined me,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Where will I go from here?
Too much my father had shown,
A martyr my father will always be,
For a place called, “unknown.”

It was my father who left me,
To discover a place of his own,
Lonely, but dishearten I felt,
For a place called “unknown.”
Baffled was I,
As to why he suddenly left me,
I trembled alone in fear,
Was I a goner soon to be?
Where have my hopes gone,
Withered away to stone,
Leaving nothing but the past,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Why do I feel resentment?
My father had a horrifying tone,
Had left me heartbroken,
For a place called, “unknown.”
My heart beats like thunder,
As I shiver to the bone,
My father ruined me,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Where will I go from here?
Too much my father had shown,
A martyr my father will always be,
For a place called, “unknown.”

It was my father who left me,
To discover a place of his own,
Lonely, but dishearten I felt,
For a place called “unknown.”
Baffled was I,
As to why he suddenly left me,
I trembled alone in fear,
Was I a goner soon to be?
Where have my hopes gone?
Withered away to stone,
Leaving nothing but the past,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Why do I feel resentment?
My father had a horrifying tone,
Had left me heartbroken,
For a place called, “unknown.”
My heart beats like thunder,
As I shiver to the bone,
My father ruined me,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Where will I go from here?
Too much my father had shown,
A martyr my father will always be,
For a place called, “unknown.”

It was my father who left me,
To discover a place of his own,
Lonely, but dishearten I felt,
For a place called “unknown.”
Baffled was I,
As to why he suddenly left me,
I trembled alone in fear,
Was I a goner soon to be?
Where have my hopes gone,
Withered away to stone,
Leaving nothing but the past,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Why do I feel resentment?
My father had a horrifying tone,
Had left me heartbroken,
For a place called, “unknown.”
My heart beats like thunder,
As I shiver to the bone,
My father ruined me,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Where will I go from here?
Too much my father had shown,
A martyr my father will always be,
For a place called, “unknown.”

"Help, help!"
Cried a boy in the wings,
Beaten and bruised by his father,
"A broken heart cannot be fixed," he sings.
Through his tears of mental agony and torture,
He takes a gander at the long black whip,
When he counts to three it will be alright,
He shivers with trembling lips.
On the count of one,
He stares at him with interrogating eyes,
On the count of two,
He says his last goodbyes.
On the count of three,
He's no longer here,
His soul peacefully rests with God,
As he sheds one last tear.

It is my brother's barmitzvah tomorrow,
And he's a little overexcited today,
Screaming, ranting and raving,
While practicing for his barmitzvah.

Nothing disgusts me more,
Than living with my brother and father,
And an inadequate mother.

Nothing more disgusts me,
Than living with my brother and father,
And an inadequate mother.

I try waiting,
Before I text him again,
Because I know the longer I wait,
The better it will end.

What the heck am I going to do this summer?
I've always had something planned out,
But when I was told I had mono,
My summer plans changed.
I cannot do lifeguarding now,
And I've called several places,
I'm supposed to be studying for two tests tomorrow,
So I didn't goto track today.
I'm dealing with acne on my face,
I'm extremely tired,
I'm always under stress.
If I'm not under stress,
I  feel as if I have nothing to do,
And I'll get depressed.
I still have the regents,
And finals,
And tests,
And homework.
I recently got my license,
But I have yet to drive.
I'm tired,
I'm tired...
I constantly worry.
When I try to take a day off,
And let myself relax,
I feel like nothing,
Like I have absolutely nothing to do.
Why am I writing a poem,
When I'm supposed to be studying?
I had an idea of where I'd like to go to college,
But now I'm clueless.
I need someone to tell me everything will be fine,
That I'll have plently to do,
That I'm a sweet, special girl.
I hope I play tennis again in the summer.
I hope I get the volunteer job.
But I haven't handed the form in yet...
Could it be too late?
How can I calm down?
Can can I ever calm down?
Life is too hard for me,
I wish I cold do more than I can,
And I push myself more than I can.
I sometimes feel dead,
Brainfired,
Tired.
Just tired.
Why am I itching my face?
Because it's all red,
From the sun beating down on it each day at track.
I have it all,
But I feel as if I have nothing.
I'm not depressed,
I'm not suicidal,
I'm not even sad...
I feel empty suddenly,
And constantly tired.

Maybe he talks to another girl,
But I don't know...
Maybe he's just being a guy;
I don't know...
Maybe he flirts with a girl,
Maybe more than one;
I don't know...
Maybe I'm not good enough for him;
I don't know.
Maybe he doesn't miss me as much as I miss him;
I don't know.
Maybe he does inside,
Just doesn't show it;
I don't know.
Maybe he's exploiting me;
I don't know.
Maybe he flirts with other girls when I'm not there;
I don't know.
Maybe he doesn't know if he actually "loves" me;
I don't know.
Maybe he saw flaws in me he's not telling me about;
I don't know.
Maybe I'm too boring for him;
I don't know.
Maybe he's experiancing new and better things;
I don't know.
Maybe he's just too good for me,
But I still don't know...

It felt bitter cold out today,
As I viewed the snowflakes with dismay.
I noticed slush covering the streets,
O where was the glorious heat?
Although white symbolized pureness in life,
I believed it was a lie
So I stood atop a hill speechless,
Just barely trying to get by.
Coldness symbolized the bitter rivalry of seasons,
Competing with each other to satisfy us,
The numerous collisions because of you,
With endless complaints and fuss.
It is unfortunately an ice cold March,
Too depressing for my taste,
So I stood atop a hill far from glory,
Forever stuck in silly paste.

We hardly ever get to see each other,
And when we finally do,
I'd like to make every second count,
Expressing my sweet love for you.

An unknown voice heard down under,
A calming, soothing tone,
Where the omniscient, clear blue sea,
Is the only scenery shown.
A sound so aggressive is suddenly heard,
A competition so intense,
The insipid mud arises,
Where the soothing sea seems so dense.

It's been real hard getting by,
When I haven't you by my side.
The days become tedious and long,
As I foolishly smile and stay ever strong.
But my heart feels torn apart,
And my head has yet to start.
So I unwillingly stand alone,
From a hard-knock life, called unknown.

*I miss you deeply. This is the longest we've ever been apart. A full two weeks, and most likely a third as well...It'll be okay. I feel whatever you feel because we have permanently connected hearts...I'll admit it...it is hard. Hard to wake up every morning without you. Hard to go through a whole day without you. Hard to go 3 weeks without you...I miss you and will always love you. Now that i know we'll always have each other nomatter what, I'll keep you this much closer to my heart every day...I contemplate a lot of things when we're apart for so long, but I'm hanging in there as best I can. I don't have to contemplate our past memories to love you; I love you through everything. It is hard to keep love on hold for consecutive days. If I were to tell you how much I loved you, it would take years to explain. It feels right...I feel happy...I think I'm in love... :) <333

If you've felt worthless or unloved,
Know that there is a God above.
If you've been through ahard life so far,
Don't allow it to leave a scar.
If you are offended by actions or words,
Know that your voice is always heard.
If you don't know what else to do,
Contemplate it, think it though.
If you If you've ever had guilt raging over you like rain,
Just make sure it never happens again.
If you know who you are,
Just be yourself and you'll go far.

Plans change,
Because of the unexpeted,
A piece of my heart has flown away,
For results I never expected...

I was getting the easy way out,
Going to hellopoetry.com without signing in,
It took me straight to my account,
But I had to start over,
Because of the predicament,
I was in...

When you first arrived at my house,
I could see that warm, humble smile,
You said I looked so beautiful,
I'd felt all the worth while.
I had a thousand butterflies in my stomach,
From how attractive you looked that night,
I could only lay back and smile,
As we start our endless flight.
When I saw over 100 people at your friend's house,
I honestly felt overwhelmed and surprised,
Because I didn't expect so many cameras and people,
Awkwardly saying our, "hello's and "goodbyes."
But they all went to a different school than I,
As I stood there alone,
We weren't even on the prom bus yet,
I was somewhat on my own.
But my lover stood beside me,
Still uncomforatable and not fully content,
Because I couldn't fake a smile,
They'd made a huge dent.
You introduced me to everyone,
But I felt so lost,
Though you were beside me,
There was more love than cost.
When you grinded on me,
I honestly felt exploited and turned off,
Because it wasn't like you at all,
A boy who's always humble and soft.
What happened that night?
We were dancing together but your eyes wandered away,
I saw in you your insecurities,
And I'm baffled to this day.
You didn't have to impress other people as much as you did,
Becuase I just wanted to have the greatest time with you,
Because junior prom only comes once a lifetime,
And I focused just on you.
Is it me?
Or is it you?
Is it us?
Is it true?
But you never left me that night...
I give you my thanks and love,
Its not your fault that it was awkward,
Two hearts glowing,
From up above.

I'm not a professional athlete,
Nor am I brilliant in school,
But the fact that I always look on the bright side,
Makes life that much simpler.

He took me by surprise,
Asking me to dance,
Excited and ready was I,
Without a second glance.
As the music played quickly,
We both smiled and had much fun,
But he suddenly became different and unusual,
I felt the need to run.
He became too aggressive with me,
I was now appalled and hurt,
He took me by surprise,
And left me in the dirt.

I will barely get by this week,
Or maybe even two,
Knowing I'm still blessed,
To have a loving boyfriend like you.

If I didn't have my friend Flo,
Or tennis, running, and my close friends,
I couldn't live in this world,
A world killing me inside...

Pluck my eyes out,
I  have just found out,
My summer is ruined,
I have a sprained ankle,
A medical condition,
More acne,
Anxiety,
I'm tired as a newborn baby....

My poor, little brain,
Has gone completely insane.
I have yet to buy a prom dress,
In which I'm clueless, I confess.
I have an ankle sprain,
Soley feeling inside pain.
I have my second SAT to take,
Please help me, for God's Sakes!
Plus an ACT I'm taking soon,
I feel like such a loon.
I became diagnosed with a mental disorder,
For a life as good as hell, I'm surely on the border.
I'm alone as of now,
And i sit and wonder how.
I had to quit lifeguard training,
All the bad luck I was gaining.
People view me as shy,
So I just simply cry.
I'm afraid to show my true personality,
Because of the significant lack of mentality.
I have yet to take my road test,
I'm not too far behind the rest.
My father hates me,
From built up stress and aggrivation, you see.
I am myself and nothing more,
I am wounded internally from one slammed door.

Gently cover my hands with yours,
And I will be with you forever.

After a long, hard day,
I only wish one thing from you,
That is a text knowing you're thinking of me,
The way I'm always thinking of you.

Life provokes obstacles,
That is encountered by many,
Pursuing such unique careers,
Cost a fortune; not a penny.
Life is vivacious,
Filled of laughter set by younger ones,
The memorable days of homework,
Yes, there were tons!
Life tells of a novel,
In which humanity grows,
Successful or not,
God Always knows.
Being able to succeed in a future life,
Is no folly, yet a gift,
Taking chances and risking pure life,
Would be a great shift.
Life presumes to be adventurous,
Even if it doesn’t go a certain way,
It will try its best
Throughout life people shall pray.

He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He thinks he loves me.

He left me deserted in a field of endless fog,
Turned the car around and left me,
All because I whispered, "I hate you,"
And so desperately yearned to rome free.
So I walk through the unknown,
With only the clothes on my back,
But where was I going?
For I hadn't kept track.
I looked of the colors green, blue and purple,
Of endless bruises everywhere,
My back, face, neck, and heart,
And desperate love, in the air
Why should I cry my misery away?
Too exhausted from all the pain,
I'm too hurt for love,
That marked its permanent stain.
Haven't cracked a smile in years,
Since my father exploited me,
Feelings that I was worthless controlled me,
I am heartbroken, you see.
Who am I anymore?
Isolated in the midst of despair,
Hurt on the outside and inside,
Every wound inplanted, ever tear.
I walked through a path of misery,
Comtemplating a life I never had,
A life that shrouded my mind,
From an ashamed, cold-hearted dad

You flipped the switch on,
And brought me to life,
Now able to walk past despair,
Clutching my knife...
Cluching my knife,
For defense against my foe,
Walking stealthily past your windows,
Where you would never show.
You would never show...
Your actions seemed morbid to me,
Despite your superiority and intelligence over me,
You never considered anger management,
And for that I'm mortified, you see.

I took a step into the field of love,
Permanently united,
Like two turtle doves.

I would have to quit my dreams in life,
Before I'd seperate myself from you.

What rhymes with love?
Hate.
I lied.

I cannot fall asleep,
Without at least seeing,
A picture of *you

My face is always itchy,
I live in beautiful hell

I love him so much,
But I don't know,
If he loves me back anymore...
I guess I have to just suffer through,
This strenuous relationship.
But how strenuous could it actually be,
When no one's even trying?...

There we were,
Just casually fooling around with each other,
In a dark, opaque room,
Where he'd let loose and wildly smother.
I tried to hold back,
But he aggressively held me close to him,
I felt the blood flow up and down my body,
As it began to get dim.
The way he dove long, thick fingers inside,
Made me scream with much pleasure,
When he fondled with it, gently teasing me,
There is no other measure.
When he wouldn't stop,
And looked me in the eye,
I felt dopamine rushing through my body,
I can only obey and lie.
The endless pleasure that radiated from his body,
Touched mine, caressed mine,
Where I'd smile at him, eyes half-closed,
Where we'd together shine.

A picture of you once hung on my wall,
But I knocked it off and let it fall.
You said the words, "I'm not your father,"
For why did, I ever bother?

I hate my body,
But that's nothing knew,
Because I've always hated my body.
I hate my rock solid bed cover,
But I've always hated the bed cover.
I hate that it's hard for me to make friends;
It's always being hard making friends...
I hate that I have acne,
While other girls are tan without acne.
I've had acne for a while now...
I hate my phone,
I hate my clothes,
I hate my face,
I hate the fact I have massive anxiety,
Every day...
I hate that I'm never happy,
That I can never just simply enjoy life,
Even though it is summer now...
I hate that I can't communicate well with my boyfriend,
After already being with each other for other nine months.
I hate my huge ****,
Always did...
I hate not having anything to do,
For the time being.
I hate that I can't open up to my boyfriend,
When he certainly can't open up to me.
I hate losing.
I hate always being angry,
Always having something to worry about.
I hate pushing myself,
Even though I know I have to.
I hate that I don't really have the connection,
I used to have with my boyfriend.
I hate that it sort of faded away after nine months.
I hate that my boyfriend doesn't understand my feelings,
Yet I can'topen up to him,
Because I feel he won't care,
And he has no time to listen.
I hate we don't have fun in our relationship,
As much as we used to.
I hate that there's very little spark he feels,
I could see it in his eyes...
I hate that I'm starting to feel detatched from him.
Maybe he deserves better,
Than me.
Maybe he's not right,
For me.
I hate that he has no clue,
Of how much I still love him.
I hate that I can't show him,
How much I still love him,
Because we're becoming too distant.
When will we have that talk,
Where I could fully open up to him?
I hate that he's too good of a guy for me,
Intelligence, handsome, funny, respectful, athletic, etc...
But am I doing this to myself?
Or does he not feel the same way,
I feel about him every day.
Did he install a video camera in my house,
Or on my body,
Where he watches my every move?
And doesn't like what he hears or sees?
I might be thinking way out of the box,
But there's something not right now...
I hate myself,
I hate myself,
I loathe myself...
People say it's not your fault,
Or not everything is your fault,
But through my problems,
It is all my fault.
And I'm always going to think that way.
Maybe I'll become depressed again,
Maybe even suicidal...
Again...
I hate that he only talks to me,
In a matter of need,
Not want...
I hate that I'm not interesting enough for him,
That I'm just a casual seventeen year old girl.
Maybe It's me,
Because I feel it is always me.
Maybe he actually wants to leave this relationship,
But doesn't know how to do so...
Maybe he's not telling me something..
Maybe there's another girl...
Maybe he's mad at me...
But I still feel no spark.
I can only love him now,
If he loves me.
And I've never stopped loving him since our relationship.
I hope he loves me back.
And doesn't just say he does.
Because he really is an amazing guy.
It tore my heart apart when we were apart for so long,
Throughout the school year.
Maybe this is the best I'll ever get...
He is offely quiet and reserved,
When I invite him to special occasions,
But maybe he's scared,
Or nervous,
Or scared of me,
Or scared of us,
Or has doubts of us...
Maybe I'm wrong about everything......
But I know what I'm right about,
Is that I cause myself too much pain inside,
To the point where I wish I could just,
Run far away and hide...

I went straight to sleep,
My mood,
In good shape,
When all of a sudden,
I had just looked at an ape!
He was about to scratch me,
When I pulled my arm away,
Out of the ordinary,
I had heard the sound,
Nayyy!
It was a horse,
He was going to fall on me,
I had just moved away,
I had shouted out,
“Let me be”!
A man had dropped in,
Smiling in horror,
He had strangely backed away,
Going farther and farther.
Just then,
A tiger jumped in,
He growled at me,
And had bitten me,
Just like a sharp pin.
         “Ouch”!
Some singer from the dead,
Had somehow made me sing,
I now had had her voice,
And it was definitely,
Not a choice.
When suddenly,
There was music,
That blew an eardrum out,
I had felt dead right now,
And had just wanted to shout!
Two identical monsters,
Air standing on my dressers,
All this was stirring,
In my brain,
And I had to let out,
All of the pain.
I had began crying,
And ran--- fast,
When suddenly,
A snake gave me a span.
The snake was made with poison,
And was about to bite me,
When I had yelled,
“Let me free!”
I had awoken,
With a bruised knee.
I had remembered at school,
I had fell
But was no serious injury,
I could compel.
I was relieved,
Yet mainly scared,
What I had just flashed back,
Was a horror nightmare.

Everybody Loves Raymond

“The Long, Unforgettable Wednesday”

[Setting: Barron’s home]
[The kids and Debra are at the table eating breakfast.]
DEBORA: So Ali, John, did you guys finish your homework for school?
ALI: yea mommy, we finished.
DEBORA: Good.
[Long pause; Debora smiles]
DEBORA: Ok, you kids get your bags ready for school; I’ll go and wake Daddy up.
[Debora comes charging up the stairs.]
DEBORA: Ray, you have to drive the kids to school now.
RAY: It’s my turn already?
[Groans loudly]
RAY: Ok, here are my car keys. Tell them to call if they hit traffic.
DEBORA: Ray, this isn’t funny! I have to go to work now and have two new patients coming in! Get up!
[Debora pulls the quilt off him and opens the blinds]
RAY: [smiles confidently] There’s no way you can get me out of bed Deb.
DEBORA: [seems aggravated with him] Fine then Ray.
[Tries pulling him off the bed when the whole bed collapses.]
RAY: Holy Moly.
[John and Ali walk in petrified]
DEBORA: Hey kids! You have your bags I see.
ALI: Should I be worried?
[Ray quickly jumps out of bed.]
RAY: No, no Ali. Mommy and Daddy were just meditating.
[Debra gives Ray a nasty look]
[End of scene.]
[Ray, Ali and John are in the car heading to their school]
JOHN: What were you and Mommy doing before?
RAY: I told you guys; we were meditating.
ALI: It looked like you were fighting though.
[Ray seems tense]
RAY: Meditating and fighting are very different; therefore, we were originally meditating Ali.  
[Children look baffled]
[Children arrive at school at 9:30 a.m.]
RAY: You know pretty soon; John, Ali, you’ll be able to drive.
[Ray chuckles and the kids smile]
RAY: Love you. Just for future references, don’t go around like me telling the world that people should try meditating; you’ll end up in an environment like me and mommy.
JOHN AND ALI: [Kids laugh] Love you too Daddy.
[Ray arrives home to find his brother and parents in their house and an enormous shopping list to do.]
ROBERT: Ray, what happened to the bed upstairs?
RAY: It wasn’t like you were going to use it anyway Robert.
MARIE: Come Ray, sit down. I made you a roast beef sandwich.
FRANK: I thought that was my ravishing roast beef sandwich!
[Ray walks over to the T.V. and looks at the screen]
RAY: Jets are playing?
FRANK: Oh forget it, we’re done. He’s not going to get the yard goal.
[Makes the kick]
RAY: Yea! Woo!
[Gives Frank a hug and a high five]
FRANK: This calls for a celebration. Marie, go make me a tuna sandwich!
MARIE: What am I, the chef?!
FRANK: That’s why I married you…
[Marie gives Frank a serious look]
FRANK: And because you’re the love of my life ***.
RAY: Oh, God, see you two love birds later; have to go food shopping
MARIE: You didn’t even eat yet!
[Ray smiles and closes the door]
ROBERT: I’m sorry to have spoken, but may I ask kindly if I can have that sandwich?
MARIE: [surprised] what?
ROBERT: What, Rays gone and I just don’t want it to spoil.
MARIE: [Smiles] Good thinking Robbie; I’ll put it in the fridge for him later.
[ROBERT frowns.]
[End of scene.]

There is no other boy like you,
Such brilliance and warmth you hold,
There is no other human,
I'd rather unfold.
My heart cries out for your love,
From so close, yet so far away,
I imagine you and I connected as one,
Loving you deeper and more, every day.
I sit and ponder about your ways,
How fortunate I am to have met you,
How assiduous and affectionate you truly are,
How my every wish miraculously came true.
I stand atop a hill with you,
Embracing you with loving arms,
I have so much gratitude for a boy like you,
With such unique quality and many charms.
Your great sense of humor,
Never ceases to amaze me,
Laughing so hard and for so long,
Always expressing freely.
We've had some inside jokes,
For which I'd rather not name names,
But all were quite interesting,
New and cute little games.
I can never forget the time we first met,
You smashed that tennis ball right at my behind,
And a note that asked, "Will you go out with me?"
I would never decline.
I've always loved your personality,
And so much more,
The endless days that hurt inside,
Are the best days we've yet to explore.
I've wanted to tell you for so long,
That I honestly love you so much,
And when we're apart,
We will always keep in touch.
You help my heart to keep on beating,
I've found true love; there's no doubt,
For you are the only boy,
I constantly dream about.
So I now stand atop a hill with the one I love,
With sparkling eyes and a luminous smile,
I'll always have you with me,
And make every day worth while.

There is no other boy like you,
Such brilliance and warmth you hold,
There is no other human,
I'd rather unfold.
My heart cries out for your love,
That only you carry,
I breathe the same air as you,
Whom I'd gratefully love to marry.
You understand me better than my peers,
And greatly inspire me to think open-mindedly,
You've proven in many ways the respect you have,
Speaking and acting both beautifully and kindly.
You were conspicuously present at my tennis match,
A day I'd never forget,
My dreams magically became reality,
Cutting out everything, as both our eyes met.
Nothing can ever surpass the beauty you were born with,
That appears both inside and out,
For you are the only boy out there,
I constantly dream about.

I looked at the door in my English class,
Imagining you standing there,
With your contagious smile I quickly fell in love with,
In any event, anywhere.
My eyes then looked at my paper,
Love was killing me inside,
Because the boy I truly am in love with,
Picked me up and tried.

Just knowing that I'll always have you,
Despite the fact you're hardly ever with me,
Makes me the happiest girl alive.

I walked on the mellow heart of a newborn,
Tiny palms moving frantically in the open air,
I conveyed my frustration and embarrasement of her,
Such a devious mind; had she not cared?
Wasted away in her own little world,
Among rainbows to perfection,
But sticks and stones she's left me with,
A long-lasting, sallow complexion.
She cried me a river,
Out of hatred, not love,
She's ashamed to be a part of life,
From miraculous God, up above.
In her eyes of black,
She continuously trembled with fear,
When cancer took over her,
and hurt me deeply,
I suddenly knew,
the death of her,
Was almost near.

I am surely not an artist,
For I can’t paint or draw,
Nor am I a singer,
I sound far from clean and raw.
Geometry is not fun to me,
For I dislike angles and sides,
I will never be an accountant,
Or a phenomenal  surfer,
The fear of high waves and tides.
I will not be a chef,
I can’t cook to perfection for a meal,
I can’t jazz dance well,
Failure, I feel.
I am no cartoonist,
I never and will never take drugs,
Vile and grotesque suits them,
I’ve never smoked or drank,
Or put salt on slugs.
I don’t like breakfast,
I loathe being sick,
I dislike unfriendly people,
I am not fond of waking up early,
I don’t like reading long novels,
Nor comprehending difficult ones;
I hate poetry that doesn’t rhyme,
It puts pressure on me, tons.
I am not greedy,
I am not self/centered,
Success if far from what I feel,
This is negativity I’ve now entered.
This is not me,
This will never be me,
I am myself and nothing more,
I am different, as you see.

Maybe he doesn't want to break my heart,
Already knowing,
That he lost interest in me,
Not too long ago.