My Funeral

by Emily Strickland   Mar 3, 2004


Something Here Feels Different
Things Dont Feel The Same
All These People Here
Seem To Know My Name

I Look At A Girl
As She Breaks Down And Cries
Then I Notice That Everyone
Has Tears In Their Eyes

I Look Up And See
In The Front A Long Box
They All Gather Round
As The Man In Black Talks

Everyone Around Here
Just Looks So Sad
Looking At Them
Makes Me Feel So Bad

Then I Realize Something Else
About All These People I See
These Are All The People
That Were Very Close To Me

I Get A Funny Feeling
As I Walk Around This Place
I Walk Up To The Box
And Inside I See My Face

I Cant Believe It
The Girl In There Is Me
I Just Dont Understand It
How Can This Be

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  • 20 years ago

    by Amy

    Wow!! That was just....so....wow!!! Wonderful job!! I loved this poem!! Another 5!!! Wow!
    Amy

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