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Monday, October 25, 2010

homework intermission

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taking a break from homework... got so much make up work 2day from Friday. Hardly understand any geometry, no surprise there. 

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Running away
I sprint as fast as I can
I hear you yell after me
You might wonder why I'm fleeing

You should already know
And if you don't then that really tells me something
I stop a second
Catch my breath

Then keep going full speed ahead
Its coming fast
Like a bullet
I see it out of the corner of my eye

A car
it is this amazing royal blue
the horn of the mercedes benz sounds
and it speeds away

Lucky me
I'm still here
close one because of my stupidity
Didn't look when I crossed the street

You scarred my heart
Ruined my life
Tore my insides to pieces
And you acted like it was all okay

Today was different
It was more than just putting up with your crap
You crossed the line this time
Don't you wish you could rewind the clock

But you change change what was
You have to deal with what is
So do I, unfortunately
It seems I get hurt by everyone

What I mean
Not bruised on the outside, but emotionally
All the stress was building up
You said you could help me

But you lied
I fell for it
And now I pay the price
You are ok

Without a single scratch
You successfully pulled a sneak attack
What you did
You know what you did

Telling me you had my back
After I told you that secret
You said you would never repeat it
This proves I can't trust anyone

We'll never be close again
Our relationship is dead
I wish I could spill some of your dirt
But unlike you, I wouldn't go that low

You brought me down
To bring yourself up
You totally betrayed my trust.
Really why the hell should I forgive you.

You better not expect me to.
No matter what you do for me.
Never again will we be the same
To me you don't exist

I will pretend not to see you
If you talk to me I won't speak
Pass me a note and I will rip it up
This way you can't make my life suck

So long, goodbye
I won't miss you
Not one bit
Someday you will get a taste of your own medicine.



Just came up with this now, tell me what you think. I know it probably needs work. Not based on truth at all, everything I write is fictitious because I suck at writing non-fiction.

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