Heads up-- Ms. Moore is my 7th grade english teacher, and we had this huge poetry unit. This poem was actually for her class. Also, The Lake is a part of Newton, where i lived at this time. i thought it was kind of cool to add in, since i really am afraid of oceans.
I came from some woman's stomach.
Carrying all the features of a man i rarely see.
With red and black nails and a lazy attitude.
That woman and man created me.
I don't do much after school.
I skateboard poorly but fell only one time.
Sometimes i stay with one of my good friends.
Or do Ms. Moore's homework and try to make it rhyme.
I hardly keep out of trouble.
The woman and i fight too much.
Screams and music, never touching.
We're so different, our personalities and such.
I get really lonely at night.
So i'm getting a nocturnal pet.
Just three more weeks.
I'll fall asleep with it running at the foot of my bed.
I've robbed and drank and smoked before.
I've fought in hallways and loved.
That's why the woman doesn't trust me.
I'm not sure if even my own self does.
Piercing my ear to slitting my wrist.
The old me has been gone and it's surely missed.
I get good grades, but i'm an underachiever.
The woman is proud of me.
I'm so glad that i pleased her.
Sneakers throughout the summer.
Lotion rocks my world in winter.
I really don't want to fall back down.
But when i hold my rail, i just get splinters.
I don't know gang signs.
And i don't remember handshakes.
I like to be where water is.
Oceans suck, so i live in "The Lake."
My mom and i fight too much.
Because i'm an underachiever.
She hates my nail polish.
And it's just way too hard to please her.
