Someone's gonna figure me out sooner or later...

But here's a fact about me, And about all these things. I. Simply. Do. Not. Care.

Just a poem I wrote for my middle school band teacher when I graduated.

My poem on schoolwork.

They like to be nice and tell me I'm not, but I know exactly what I am.

A collection of poems I wrote while exams this week.

What are romantic relationships; especially amongst high schoolers? Drinking, Drugs, social status and Sex. Doesn't that seem empty to anyone else; to like someone simply because he/she's 'in' or likes drugs and drink and sex? Am I the only one who's repulsed by that? Apparently so. (Reviews returned)

But it's not like he cares. It was baseball, for goshness' sake!

A poem inspired by my school's annual program. THIS IS COPYRIGHTED.

The true difference between the mainstream group and the true loners of grade school years

This is a one page poem that touches on the topics of gossip, friendship and the scrambled truths and lies that always seem to be circling around school.

How the school system influences individuals.

Why does everyone keep glancing and staring at me? Have I done something wrong?

Childhood lost, left behind too soon.

A short poem on the effects of inhalants on an uninformed teen. Written for a health project

I was told to do a freelance poem for English class, my English teacher said it was good. So I decided to post it. Check it out. Thanks R&R

It is only his pen which offers escape.

Teachers-second moms. They make a difference to the world, in their own little way. Shaping the minds of children. I wrote this poem for Teachers Day to thank my teachers for being the best I could have :)

You might know people who hate math. Me? I detest it from the core of my heart! So much that I went and wrote a poem about it!

School days are missed by everyone after growing up. A poem I wrote when I was leaving school. Always wanted to 'grow up' and 'get out o school', but I realized I miss it like crazy :) The experiences and joys of school life (sigh)

The random musing of a girl who gets immensely bored in school.

Aku selalu menjadi yang terpojok diantara semuanya. bisakah aku mendapatkan apa yang selalu dimiliki anak lain? seandainya aku bisa berubah hari ini mungkin yang lain akan mencari dimana aku berada...

This Poet tells about the bully an d its prey. High school can be a jungle, so be careful! :D

farewell

A short poem created in the throes of procrastination.