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May 11, 2009


This next high school poem was written the day after my previous stroke of genius.

Mara and I were still in a fight. She didn’t wave to me like she normally would whenever I would pass her locker in between first and second period. Even though she was busy making out with a guy who ended up calling in bomb scares sophomore year, she still managed to give me the finger as I walked by.

It depressed me that she hated me. I didn't mean to spill a bottle of Fruitopia on her Kate Spade bag on Monday! I prayed that I could get leukemia so she could feel bad for getting mad at me. I was still in the tragic age-bracket for that disease!

However, I had no such luck. My only strength would be my literary prowess.

This is entitled "I Should Have Cried" written on January 12th, 2000.

I should've cried when you said we were best friends,
When you invited me over,
When you sent letters to me for no reason.
I should've cried when you were worried about me,
When you said you cared,
When you were there.

I am crying now, though.
Because now I have nothing.

Who knew that in those innocent years it was all gone?

I have a soul of emptiness.
I should've cried when I took advantage of all those tranquil and delightful moments.

But now, I cry for the lack of,
I now cry for something I once had.
Something I once touched.
I cry because it's not in my reach anymore.