Tuesday 26 th March 2013
Tuesday 26 th March 2013
I never remember,
what I dream,
but sometimes I like,
to just make up a theme,
and write about that random subject,
however wierd it can seem.
A chair could be jumping,
up and down,
as a stupid old doll,
could have become a clown,
my pencilcase could have,
jumped on my bed,
my jumper could have,
found my pencil some lead.
As I try to find objects,
to personificate,
I think of a teddy bear,
coming to toy school late.
what I dream,
but sometimes I like,
to just make up a theme,
and write about that random subject,
however wierd it can seem.
A chair could be jumping,
up and down,
as a stupid old doll,
could have become a clown,
my pencilcase could have,
jumped on my bed,
my jumper could have,
found my pencil some lead.
As I try to find objects,
to personificate,
I think of a teddy bear,
coming to toy school late.
Tuesday 26 th March 2013
Darn it,
Darn it,
Why am I saying darn it?
Darn it,
Darn it,
Why am I so mad?
Darn it,
Darn it ...
DARN IT!!
Darn it,
Why am I saying darn it?
Darn it,
Darn it,
Why am I so mad?
Darn it,
Darn it ...
DARN IT!!
Monday 25 th March 2013

After days and days of uncertainty,
after checking the letter I wrote carefully,
after hours and hours of translating it,
after correcting everything bit by bit,
after not knowing if it was the right thing to do,
I decided to give my apology letter to you.
When I gave her the letter to give it to you,
even though the weeks of no communication were quite a few,
you decided to think badly of me,
and not take my letter as an apology.
That's all okay, I should have known it would happen,
but I couldn't just say I didn't feel abandoned,
I had to tell you exactly how I felt,
but if you didn't read the whole thing, you could have just let my letter melt.
I don't know if you've read the whole letter through,
but if you're reading this you know I'm talking to you,
if you don't read the letter carefully,
you won't be able to take it as an apology.
So if you've teared up my letter, it's okay,
it's not as if I'd thrown it away,
but if you want to read it again, go ahead,
because it's something you'll never dread.
And just to finish at last,
I didn't mean you to read my letter fast,
so read it again, and remember my words,
because mine are no better than any bird's.
Monday 25 th March 2013

For some reason when I'm really sad,
I read my own poems and stop feeling bad,
and then I find some kind of inspiration,
which is a relief, because not finding any is a fustration.
When I start to write I have to be careful,
and with my words I have to be really gentle,
because if i say anything about something I want to discuss,
I might end up saying something about someone which might be to obvious,
and then everyone will know about who I am talking about,
and it won't be something I'll be able to keep out,
so somepeople might think badly of me,
and that's not how I want it to be!
So now everytime I remember when I write,
I try to be somehow polite,
and try not saying anything bad,
that would end up making someone mad,
although sometimes it is hard to do and I make mistakes,
so remember that everytime my memory breaks.
