At first
(when I was young)
craziness was a silly dance,
or meaningless gibberish.
Now, insanity is plungish forth,
No map or road to guide you,
through wilderness lies the unknown.
Sadly, I tripped off my former road,
Went down.
Elevated insanity,
Beautiful mess.
Of course there was a boy,
and he tore my world apart,
these smiles, compliments,
I was a new girl.
Elevated insanity,
yes it was,
who knew how to be in love?
What to say, how to be?
Still I pushed forward,
Blinded with new life,
and all I found in this new wood,
was angriness, despair and strife.
Author notes
i know this is not my greatest, please check my other works!
A contest entry
- Ages 13 and Under Only ~ Three Options to choose from by Amunet Wolfbane.
525 points, ended August 18, 2007, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is really very impressive, you did a fine job on this. I like how it flows well and I really enjoyed it. Great one
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