Special day
I wake up in the morning
Put my clothes on in a rush
Grab my bubble gum tooth paste
And put too much on my brush
Because I have to get my teeth extra clean
For this special day
Mom calls up the stairs
I say “I’m on my way”
I head down the stairs
Jumping them in two’s
Almost tripping on the last one
Because I forgot to tie my shoes
Running down the hallway
With a big grin on my face
Looking like a princess
In my pink dress trimmed with lace
Turning the corner
To see all my friends are there
All the boys in there party hats
The girls with tiaras in their hair
Then I see the prettiest
Pink cake ever made
All three layers iced
In a different shade
I open all my presents
And eat the cake with my friends
The only bad part of the day
Is when the best birthday party EVER
Finally ends.
Mad
Years of every little thing that happened
All stored up inside my head
Heartbreak after backstab
Like a file cabinet full of dread
Keeping it all inside
Only makes it worse
I feel like I need
To scream, hit and curse
I’ve locked it in as long as I can
Now I’m going to explode
And you will sit and listen
While I let my brain unload
Then when it’s all over
I’ll feel better for a while
Then something else will happen
And I’ll start a brand new file
Then the anger will keep building
Again I’ll hold it in
And until the next explosion
My only relief is this paper and a pen.
Then it’s a whole new world
New creatures, new sounds
Bats in the air
And rats on the ground.
The stars are shining
But nothing prettier than the moon
Summer is my favorite
Especially the month of June
The sky is clear
The air is warm
Flowers grow
As bees swarm.
The grass is mowed
Bushes trimmed
And a few hours later
The earth is dimmed.
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Always there when I need to talk
Never to busy to call
Last time I came over
We wrote all over the wall.
We are always loud
No matter where we are
She is the one who made fun of me
Because, I couldn’t put gas in my car.
English was our favorite class
We wrote all over the board
We made fun of sleeping people
Because they always snored
Even though we will grow up
We will always keep in touch
Because she is my best friend
And I love her very much.
All grown up
Things have changed.
Everything in my life,
Is being rearranged.
I’m not sure I like it.
But I have to deal.
Because I can’t change things back,
No matter how I feel.
Graduation day,
Is what I’ve waited for.
I can leave this school
And slam the door.
Start a whole new chapter
And a brand new life
Going from a daughter
To being someone’s wife.
And one day ill leave this world
And I’ll leave this poem in a binder
So you won’t forget me
It’s my permanent reminder.