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On that day I became shy
I became quiet
I became so solemn
I almost became a crying child
I was isolated, I felt dull and sad
I wanted to be me
But in secret this made me...quite mad
People didn't like this 'attitude' of mine
Even my friends didn't - but not all the time
I tried to put all of my worries right
I realised this attempt
Which gave me such a fright
If I needed help, I would definitely cry
When I was worried, I would definitely sigh
I tried to tell someone this problem of mine
But nobody understood what I had told them
They only said to me, "You will be fine."
END.
AN: Based on the beginning of my difficult life
from a very young age. I did this poem for homework
and got a grade B+ for it by my English teacher.
I did this poem when I was 15, which was in 1998.