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Author: writingxonxwalls
Fiction Rated: K - English - Drama/General - Reviews: 4 - Published: 02-04-08 - Updated: 02-04-08 - Complete - id:2471641

Fairytale

Soccer ball hand in hand

He thought that things were great

She thought that maybe this would work

But they couldn’t mess with fate

Soccer, school, and lots of people

Kept tearing them apart

They would yell and they would scream

Fighting seemed to start

x

Soccer kept on driving him

Until he was dead and tired

He was beat and covered with bruises

So not what he desired

Why does she always have to change

Whenever her friends were there

Because when she was with him

She really seemed to care

x

Her only resolution she had for herself

Was to make him hurt no more

All the grief she’d caused him

Was so much worse than before

Her friends had gone too far this time

Something she wouldn’t be able to fix

They told him some rumors and a couple lies

Just them and their mean tricks

x

Schoolyard fairy tales don’t always come true

Just keep the faith and make sure to love and let go

Because who knows what happened on that soccer field.

Not so long ago.


A/n.

I had to write this for school, and the girls who peer edited my work didn't get the poem, because they didn't really get what was going on. They understood the fact that it was a boy and a girl who liked each other, and the girl's friend's had ruined it because they had spread rumors and lies.

What they didn't understand about this poem is that I meant it for it to have a hopeful ending. Because no one knows what happened. The reader could imagine what happened at the end, whether or not the teen girl changed her "follow-the-leader" ways and he gave her a chance to be forgiven, or if they just let what people think and say control their lives.

Another point I had to keep explaining was that the boy was not angry with the rumors and the lies. He was mature enough to look past that, knowing it probably wasn't true. He was more angry with the girl for "changing" whenever her so called friends were around.

Haha, that was a lot of explaining for a tiny poem. Hope you liked it!



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