Im standing on a clift
thats higher than all the rest.
And Ill stay up here untill I fall
to meet my lonley death.
I'll stand on my clift and think
of the world and how its all fucked up.
If I was to die, not known by man,
It would be my pleasurable luck.
I'll stare and wait and prey to
God that the human race will change.
Or else the human race dies young like
a puppy dog with mange.
So what would happen if I was to
die upon my desolate clift?
Would enyone even notice,
do you think I'll be missed?
i feel like that like all the time and i feel where this poem is coming from and it makes me sad i did cry on this i just related to it so well i been on many cliff wonding should i or not will anyone care even notice -Shorty
What that Kylie girl said below me! 'Id miss your poems'as well, I realy like them you are so gifted, so young. Its nice to be blessed with these talents. I can tell you something....'you would be missed not by the people whom you asumed to be missed by, But the ones you least notice care for you in your everday of life.' Might not make sence, but i think you will realize what im sayin eventually lol. Nice poem though, so much meaning. I can see the passion you have in wrighting. Just by reading your poems! Great job. Its Amazing once again. -Meghan =]
Well...I'd miss your poems...A good write. -Kylie M. Lynch
of course you'd be missed you dork! ..good poem.~hazel
that's deep, really. And you'll be missed, the world is not that cruel against someone who writes this good
i would definiatly miss you! ! !
: (i would miss you
dat is a deadly poem man! ! ! woo ur a rely gud writer! ! ! :) xxx
dude, id totally notice if u died and i would die as well. plus, who cares if (some) humans die, just as long as the doggies r ok. lol, not kidding.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
everyone wants to be remembered trust you will be too after all its true to just be you