14 September 2015

Dear Society ~ a poem by me

Snakes in her stomach
The beat of her heart
As She walks in the room
The shaking soon starts

As She hears you whisper
Half a classroom away
She shrinks a bit lower
She can hear what you say 

The smell of a bonfire
Hangs in the air
But you're on your Xbox 
Too bored to care

'Bout The little time that you have 
You waste it away
Thinking your cooler
Than childhood play

A couple is dancing 
And writing real letters 
But you call it gay
because you haven't met her

The one that you love
Who will steal your heart
Well I've had enough
Of your glass shard

I'm gonna hold my head high
And walk away
Because I am finished
With what you have to say

You can hold my collar
And pull me back
But the fact of the matter
Is I'm through with that

And if you say you're sorry
After all we've been through
I will never forget
But to forgive's what i do

And you can offer me a place
Amongst your kind
But I am quite happy
With my own mind

~Dear Society, written by me

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