This is my first poem ever geplaatst here. It’s about Mike’s personalities and how he feels when no-one wants to be his friend. It’s kind of sad. I’m terrible at poems so advice would be appreciated :) Thanks!
I look in the mirror,
And what do I see?
One teen, but
Five personalities.
Making friends,
Was always tough.
Can’t I be normal?
I’ve suffered enough.
Everyone I meet,
Would run away.
‘It’s that freak!’
They’d always say.
Why u ask?
Why do they run?
I have five personalities.
Not just one.
How I wish that I
Was a normal teen.
But of course,
That’s only a dream.
Sometimes I can be,
A gymnast, turner from Sweden.
People would laugh at me.
My hart-, hart almost bleedin’
But at other times,
I’m a grumpy old man.
Complaining about everything,
Again and again.
My parents... well,
They don’t really care.
They’re busy with work,
Talking would be rare.
On the outside,
A smile is what I’ve got.
But on the inside,
I’m not happy, no I’m not.
I hope one day,
To meet the perfect friend.
One who won’t run,
Leaving me as a trend.
But of course I know,
It won’t come true.
I wish I was normal,
Just like you.
I look in the mirror,
And what do I see?
One teen, but
Five personalities.
Making friends,
Was always tough.
Can’t I be normal?
I’ve suffered enough.
Everyone I meet,
Would run away.
‘It’s that freak!’
They’d always say.
Why u ask?
Why do they run?
I have five personalities.
Not just one.
How I wish that I
Was a normal teen.
But of course,
That’s only a dream.
Sometimes I can be,
A gymnast, turner from Sweden.
People would laugh at me.
My hart-, hart almost bleedin’
But at other times,
I’m a grumpy old man.
Complaining about everything,
Again and again.
My parents... well,
They don’t really care.
They’re busy with work,
Talking would be rare.
On the outside,
A smile is what I’ve got.
But on the inside,
I’m not happy, no I’m not.
I hope one day,
To meet the perfect friend.
One who won’t run,
Leaving me as a trend.
But of course I know,
It won’t come true.
I wish I was normal,
Just like you.
Santa
It was the first dag of high school and courtney was sitting in her bureau door her best vrienden bridgette and leshawna and her boyfriend duncan who is sitting behide her. see courtney is still a CIT and she has longer hair about to her back and she was wearing a tank top, boven with a picture of a red rose and the letter on it zei bad girl and short pants. but the only thing she want to be is a leader of the cheerleader and she was all ready a CIT. hallo courtney. zei bridgette hallo bridgette. zei courtney so are u ready to meet our new teacher courtney. zei bridgette yeah total. zei courtney well down get your hopes up i heard that she a nice teacher. zei bridgette then teacher came in. hello kids. my name is Toot portia but u can call me Mrs.portia. so let start on learn about math. zei Mrs.portia it was four hours... ok class time for lauch. chr.2 lauch time
