I got this poem from somewhere. i didn't make them:

It was 7th grade

I stared at the girl next to me.

She was

my so called "best friend".

I

stared

at her

long, silky hair,

and wished she was

mine.

But she didnt notice me like that, I

knew it.

After class she

walked up to me and asked

me for the notes she had missed the day

before I

handed them to

her. She said "thanks"

and gave me a kiss on

the cheek. I want

tell her, I

want her to

know that I don`t

wanna Be just friends, I love her but I`m

just too shy,

and I don`t know

why...



Its 11th Grade

The phone rang. on

the other end

it was

her. She was

in tears,

mumbling on

and on

about how her love had broke her heart.

She asked

me to come over

because she didn't want to be alone, so I

did. As I sat

next to her on

the sofa, I stared at

her soft eyes, wishing

she was mine.

after 2

hours,

a movie,

and 3 bags of

chips, she decided to go

to sleep. She

looked

at me,

said "thanks" and

gave me a kiss on the

cheek. I wanna tell her,

I want her to

know

that I don`t

wanna be just

friends, I love her but

I'm just too shy, and i dont know Why



Its Senior Year

The day before prom she walked to my

locker. "My date is Sick"

she said; he`s not going to

go. well I didnt

have a Date and

in 7th qrade we

made a promise that if

neither of us had dates we would go

together

just as "best

friends". So

we did.



Its Prom niqht

After everything was over I was standing

at her

front

door step. I stared

at her, She smiled at me

I want her

to be mine,

but she

doesn`t

think of me like that

and I know it.

Then she said "I haad the

best time,

thanks!" and gave me a kiss

on the cheek. I want to

tell her,

I want her to know that I don`t

want to be just

friends, I love her

but I`m just too shy,

and I

don`t know why



Its Graduation Day

a

day passed, then a week, then a month.

before I could blink, it

was graduation day. I watched as her

perfect

body

floated like an anqel

up on staqe to get her

diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she

didnt notice

me like that, and I knew

it. Before everyone

went home, she came to me in her smock

and

hat, and

cried as I hugged her.

then she lifted

her

head from my shoulder and said, you`re

my

best friend,

thanks!" and gave

me a kiss on the Cheek.

I wanna tell her, I want her to know that

I

don`t wanna

be just friends, I

love her but I`m just

too shy, and I don`t know why


Her Wedding Day

now I sit in the pews of the church. that

girl is gettinq married

now. I watched her say "i do" and drive

off

to her new

life, married to another man.

I wanted her

to be mine, but she didn`t see me like

that

and I knew

it. But before she

Drove away, she came to

me n said you came!" She said. "thanks!"

and kissed me

on the cheek. I

wanna tell her, I want

her to

know that i dont wanna be just

friends, I love

her but I`m just too

shy, and i don`t

know why.



Years later

I looked

down at the coffin

of a qirl who used to

be my "best friend". at the service they

read a diary

entry she had wrote in

her hiqh school years.

This is what it

read: I stare at him wishing

he was

mine, but he doesn`t notice

me like that, and I

know it. i wanna tell him, i want him to

know

that I

don`t want to be just friends,

I love him but I'm

just too shy, and I don`t know why.



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Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star

And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year that Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem

And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed or even talked
And the girl around the corner wore too much makeup that made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do
And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.

oh man, those are myspace chain letters >.< well at least the first one is, i didnt read the second one, cause erm... look a fly!

I think the wored spacing is off unless you  read each one really slow.

Indeed.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I f**ked your mom
and your gandma too.

However much I liked it all,
for this you got mocked
Which is for me the reason
this topic just got LOCKED