Treasure Island

Sophie Shaw


Come Back?


We were happy in school,
Sitting in those boring lessons,
Listening to the terrible teachers,
Chatting ‘bout things only girls would know,
Not doing any work,
But then something terrible happened,
She had to leave,
To move,
Away from me,
And now as I sit here,
And wonder when I can get in touch,
I don’t have her address, she can’t give it to anyone,
It’s noisy when I talk to her down the phone,
She has picked up the accent, it’s really annoying,
She has other friends,
Friends that are now more important than us,
When will she come and visit myself and her other friends,
Or doesn’t she care any more,
I miss her,
We all miss her,
Come back?

Submitted: Sunday, March 09, 2008
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