Life Is What You Make Of It

by Meg Carpenter   May 9, 2006


****Notification: This poem was made with thought of my favorite fanfic in mind. So Yeah, I hope you like it.****

You and I sitting in there
Until the day you made my world fall apart
I don't know why you'd even dare
Jump to a conclusion like that to seem you're so smart.
My best friend lying on her death bed
Now those images haunt and hurt my head
I can't believe how much you made me go through
Thinking that I was the one who did this to you

Guess what my dear your wrong
This isn't like any song
That you heard before
I gave up being the girl next door
I can't go on living like that anymore
She was taught how to cut by the girl
The one girl who almost put your baby sister in a wheelchair before

The one girl that caused all the pain
All the misery of her being hit by a car
Yeah the girl who had driven THAT car
Had taught your sister that.
I can't believe you think your sister
Is here in the hospital because of me

With her wrists bleeding
This life is what you make of it
I don't understand why you left me
Saying that I did something I had no part of
I was just like your sister before
With all the cuts, and scars on my arms and wrists
I'd never teach her a thing like that

Especially when the whole time I liked you
Why would I ever do that to you?
Knowing she's the only family you have left
How much you both look out for each other
How much you both care about each other
I'd never hurt your or teach her how to cut
I never would because I hate seeing her at the hospital

Do you really think that I like seeing her in pain?
I do care about her too. She's my best friend
I care about her, I care about you.
I just hope you know that I was meant for you
You don't care that's ok
Well have fun hoping your sister is better
I will be back to school as if 7 this morning
Goodbye Have fun because

This life is what you make of it.

Copy-Right Meg Carpenter 2006

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