Treasure Island

The runner who hides

(In may / Maine)

Tigers


Tigers 3-17-08
I’m an eagle
You’re a tiger
We don’t belong together in the same hell

I belong to Messalonskee
And to all my friends
You belong in Gardiner
A boring Place called hell

I belong sitting on the steps
Skipping homeroom to have the same lunch
You belong going to class and sitting in the café

Were not the same
We may live in the same town
And go to the same school
But i’m an eagle and you’re a tiger

You walk the halls with pride
I walk the halls in dread
I miss it so much
But i'm stuck in this boring place called hell.

Submitted: Saturday, May 10, 2008
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