:Kimi
19-03-2005, 09:32 AM
We have to do some English homework on growing up... I really regret working on this the day I felt so down. But only a few of these problems in the poem are true;
Im feeling all alone,
Like no-body can see,
How much this emotional rolarcoaster,
Is getting too much for me.
My boyfriend is going crazy,
Hes thinking of runing away,
Life gets harder as you grow up,
And parents pass away.
School days get harder,
And your friends come and go,
All that you really want,
Is to be young and never grow.
Then you have your children,
Get married and get a life,
And then your husband dies,
Leaving you as a single wife.
Your children grow and have their kids,
And life just seems so fast,
You knew this life is just to short,
And deffinatly wont last.
Then you finally go to sleep,
Deep beneith the stars,
Hoping your grown up children,
Will remember where you are,
The light just seems so clear,
You feel your swept of your feet,
And as you fly to the sky,
Your children, do weep.
Sorry if you have been efected by this poem or any of its happenings, but normally I would write a poem about babys, and happy endings, but I just felt so low and I had to put my feelings down somehow, so I am glad that we had to write a poem about growing up... Because then I could hide my feelings into a poem, dont worry, I am not depressed, lol, even though my mates got a lady in to talk to me about it, grrrr
Im feeling all alone,
Like no-body can see,
How much this emotional rolarcoaster,
Is getting too much for me.
My boyfriend is going crazy,
Hes thinking of runing away,
Life gets harder as you grow up,
And parents pass away.
School days get harder,
And your friends come and go,
All that you really want,
Is to be young and never grow.
Then you have your children,
Get married and get a life,
And then your husband dies,
Leaving you as a single wife.
Your children grow and have their kids,
And life just seems so fast,
You knew this life is just to short,
And deffinatly wont last.
Then you finally go to sleep,
Deep beneith the stars,
Hoping your grown up children,
Will remember where you are,
The light just seems so clear,
You feel your swept of your feet,
And as you fly to the sky,
Your children, do weep.
Sorry if you have been efected by this poem or any of its happenings, but normally I would write a poem about babys, and happy endings, but I just felt so low and I had to put my feelings down somehow, so I am glad that we had to write a poem about growing up... Because then I could hide my feelings into a poem, dont worry, I am not depressed, lol, even though my mates got a lady in to talk to me about it, grrrr