About my friends, after moving away :(

Sometimes you feel sorry for the past,
you feel sorry for what you did,
sometimes you realize and understand,
the way that people had thought about you.

Sometimes you sigh and think,
about the things and people you've lost in the past,
Sometimes you wish that the past,
would just come bock to the present.

Maybe you were popular before,
or maybe people liked you more,
maybe you had a really good friend,
but that friend either left or stopped liking you.

But everything can always change,
you can always change peoples' minds,
you can always step up and say,
"this is who I really am."

Never lose up hope,
never hate the people who let you down,
think about memories of the past,
but always remember of the present and future,
because although you can cover up your mistakes and be forgiven,
what is past is past and you cannot mend it.
 

I'm feeling sick, 
my head's a storm,
it sometimes feels,
like I'm ignored.

In Geography class,
I get bored,
and two annoying boys,
make me and my friend annoyed.

Today,
I was separated from my friends,
I was told to stay out of the way,
I had seen something that I'm not allowed to say,
which I was confused all the way.

I had eaten half inside, half outside,
I had given my chicken to a friend,
I had seen my friend call my chicken, protein,
and I had seen my friend call spaghettis, barf.

I had done a very easy german test,
I was interrested during science class,
I had eaten delicious crackers,
and I had done my homework fast. 

I had gone to see a person who heals with angels,
I had made a cardboard dragon head,
I had prepared a french oral presentation,
and I had sat just writing here. 

On Friday's song,
I heard a dong,
At saturday night,
I had a fight,
At sunday school,
we sang a rule,
A monday morning,
I was moaning,
On tuesday morning,
School was boring,
In wednesday noon,
Was it an afternoon?
At thursday night,
I finished this random day poem and had a delight.