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Poetry of the past 12 or so years. Some were class assignments, some were juvenile thoughts, some were inspired by life experiences, and some were complete fiction.

6.29.2007

High School Horrors

I have to face my greatest fear:
Today I start high school
The dreadful day is finally here
I know I won’t be cool

I have big huge glasses
I’ve got zits on my face
I can never find my classes
Boys are always on my case

People laugh at the way I sit
It’ll be a miracle I survive today
I don’t like high school one bit
But college is still a long, long way
at 9:22 PM

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Poetry of the past 12 years or so. Some were class assignments, some were juvenile thoughts, some were inspired by life experiences, and some were complete fiction. These cover all sorts of topics and many different types of poetry.