Sick Sarah And A Poem
November 28, 2011 § 4 Comments
Listening to bad Indie Rock and writing my novel. Coffee is ahead. We must fix this problem.
I almost skipped school today, but I ended up having my dad to drive my during 4th period. My tummy hurt. I am an extremely stressed person. I needed sleep. No one got me a single Threadless tshirt for my birthday. I’m allowed to be sad sometimes.
Anyway, I need to go goodbye soon so I can write my novel some more and do math (GrOsS) and stuff, but first I will copy and paste you a poem of my choosing.
Here We Go:
“Made of everything and nothing
The sun will rise
color streaming into darkness
and happy lies can
about this girl and
her innocent eyes.
“Hard to see the hate you breath in
her fear is over coming
her face is blankly
“Is it crazy that I love this look?
Is it crazy that I’d like to know her?
I think it’s crazy but I
can’t seem to stop
Happy lies made
from innocent eyes.”