My Life As A Poem,
of wait that's the title, duh!
So I sit and I write,
about how my day went.
Talked to my Gedah Flaou,
her name's Shelly,
but I call her Garden Flower.
that's what the Gedah Flaou means...
so she wants to be around me,
but she has a man...
dang it all... and she's cute too...
man......
oh well, I'll be her friend.
she likes hanging around me anyway.
Now I'm talking to my friend,
who lives waaaaayyyyyy up North.
She waiting for me,
to finish this poem...
or is it a story....?
i don't know anymore...
well, my life's getter better,
but a plague still over me...
do i talk to my friend whom i pained,
or does she not "care" anymore.
oh well... My Daily Struggle....
........ huh?
oh wait... my poem was called,
My Life is A Poem...
...
back up and rewrite..............
... (typing)
So that's,
My Life As A Poem.......
By Justin McCormick (K' Heart) "Yeah, I know... I'm weird..."
