Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2018 0:22:38 GMT -4
tim sharing his awful poetry made me realize that mine is not so bad after all and a person who read this said she liked its erratic beat so here goes nothing
aaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAA
do you see that
d-do you see that
do
you
see it
there's an icky note on the outside of my locker, on the inside of my head
someone mean and icky put it there
someone mean and icky
i bet they want to hurt me
yeah, that must be it
that's why they put that awful note there.
why else would someone
point out that they had put it there
four
years ago
it's a love note
oh, no.
it's awful.
it's
a bad love note
oh,
what shall we do about this
what shall we do about this
mean, icky love note
should i throw it away
i wish i could
it-
it won't get off
it's stuck
to the locker.
inside my head.
somebody get it off!
is this just a cruel prank
don't you know i
don't believe in love notes
just take it away
it's all old and nasty.
it has some weird alien goo
that plastered it to my locker
and it's bad!
it's full of stale love
a-and broken dreams
oh no, no
come on
just
get
off...
it won't get loose
it's stuck there.
forever.
inside of my head.
why did you point to it!
if you hadn't
it wouldn't have bothered me.
i never
would have seen
that horrible, awful note.
i never would have heard
that terrible secret you whispered into the grass.
haven't you ever
heard
the old fairy tales.
even the ground can't keep your secret.
it whispers back what you said when its grasses blow in the wind.
"i'm thinking..."
"I..."
"i'm thinking..."
"of her."
i heard your secret when i walked through the weeds.
"i'm thinking
lewd thoughts..."
"i'm thinking
of her."
i wish i had never set foot into that haunted meadow.
oh, no.
what ever shall I do now?
the good in you
melts away
and i can barely bear to open my eyes
because all i can see is some beastly guy
a werewolf wearing a tattered disguise
i wish i could just toss that note into that locker!
just push it all away...
i never want
to open it
again
but I can't do that.
because everything is stuck
and yeah, it all sucks
cause i've been left for scraps
and all I get is this crap
just remnants of a person who I never knew anyway.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAA
do you see that
d-do you see that
do
you
see it
there's an icky note on the outside of my locker, on the inside of my head
someone mean and icky put it there
someone mean and icky
i bet they want to hurt me
yeah, that must be it
that's why they put that awful note there.
why else would someone
point out that they had put it there
four
years ago
it's a love note
oh, no.
it's awful.
it's
a bad love note
oh,
what shall we do about this
what shall we do about this
mean, icky love note
should i throw it away
i wish i could
it-
it won't get off
it's stuck
to the locker.
inside my head.
somebody get it off!
is this just a cruel prank
don't you know i
don't believe in love notes
just take it away
it's all old and nasty.
it has some weird alien goo
that plastered it to my locker
and it's bad!
it's full of stale love
a-and broken dreams
oh no, no
come on
just
get
off...
it won't get loose
it's stuck there.
forever.
inside of my head.
why did you point to it!
if you hadn't
it wouldn't have bothered me.
i never
would have seen
that horrible, awful note.
i never would have heard
that terrible secret you whispered into the grass.
haven't you ever
heard
the old fairy tales.
even the ground can't keep your secret.
it whispers back what you said when its grasses blow in the wind.
"i'm thinking..."
"I..."
"i'm thinking..."
"of her."
i heard your secret when i walked through the weeds.
"i'm thinking
lewd thoughts..."
"i'm thinking
of her."
i wish i had never set foot into that haunted meadow.
oh, no.
what ever shall I do now?
the good in you
melts away
and i can barely bear to open my eyes
because all i can see is some beastly guy
a werewolf wearing a tattered disguise
i wish i could just toss that note into that locker!
just push it all away...
i never want
to open it
again
but I can't do that.
because everything is stuck
and yeah, it all sucks
cause i've been left for scraps
and all I get is this crap
just remnants of a person who I never knew anyway.