I wrote this in honor of a classmate of mine....Courtney.....who went a little.....dark.....after we graduated from are grade school....I wish she could stop acting like this...and being soo happy about it....to Courtney -
Oh dear friend,
What did we do?
Does it really help
To show us how you felt
By means of scissors
In your skin?
I wish that wasn't true.
Who taught you these ways?
Was it your sis,
Her teaching you
The world's awful trends?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem