I thought the day would never end
I ran up to a few friends
Showing them something in my pocket
But there was just an old docket
...
I remember the day
When you went away
Those 3 hurtful words
Even now it hurts
...
As I held you in my hands
And your body so cold
And you could fit in a can
So small in my palm
...
i hate sport but love writing poems)
Bullies, Listen Up!
I thought the day would never end
I ran up to a few friends
Showing them something in my pocket
But there was just an old docket
They laugh as if i've lost my mind
Then turn on me as if i've done a crime
Leaving me there in shock
Like i'm lifeless from the knock
Their smiles so crul
And calling me a fool
That is just how it started
Then leading from when i darted
that's an example of how the hurt comes
And you stick out like a sore thumb
It's so hard to end it
punchers and kicks
Some are so hard there's no end
They don't have any friends
Just black and white
they cry themselves to sleep at night
People crying from broken hearts
It's everywhere, even in art
The hurt, the pain
Looseing someone who once spoke your name