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My Poem Thingy
written by Robyn
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Published: 31 Jul 1997 | Size: 2 KB (422 words) | Language: english | Rating: PG-13Waiting for 5 votes before displaying rating information.
based on stories and characters created by Winnie Holzman
The way you act? Like, hurts me. You don't, like, see me there. And when you
look, you never look at me. I'm like, living off an obsession, that like,
existed and died. The way people are, just, like confuses me. How you never
know what they're thinking. And like, you can't tell when you hurt them.
Because it would be much easier if I knew you knew you were hurting me. But I
don't even think you do. Know. And all the time? I think it's my fault.
Which hurts. Your eyes, they hurt me. They never see me. And I wonder if
you ever really do. Whenever I try and hate you, you always know what to say.
And it's not that I don't sympathize with you. Because I do. Sympathize, I
mean.
Like, it was never really the same. After we took you to the hospital. You
were never totally invincible, like I always thought that you were? You had
like, problems too. And you like, had to deal with them. But what happened
after that was that something in me switched. I didn't want to, like, be you.
Cause when I was first friends with you, I, like, needed you. To be there.
You did something. You made stuff happen and that helped me. You were the
uninhibited, not overwatched, like person. Who did stuff. Unlike me. And
you had really easy times talking to people. Unlike me. Because you seemed
to have this like, confidence. In yourself. Which I didn't. And I needed
you to forward my life. I looked up to you. And after that. I just. Didn't.
You wrote that letter. Does that like, mean something? I mean should I trust
you now? And what should I do if I don't think I should. I've known you. For
like, so long. And like, what you do is confuse me. You're always around my
house. Like, helping my parents. And with my friends. You're always there
when I get home. Like, why? Is that letter your point of view? I mean,
like, what you did to Delia that time was pretty stupid. Because I have to
admit, I like don't. Like you as much as she did. You like, end up hurting a
lot of people? And you like, do stuff for the wrong reasons. Which is
like, wrong.
Angela Chase
1st: to jordan
2nd: to rayanne
3rd: to brian
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