Young love. .
how it makes me want to hurl. . .
I see girlfriends and
boyfriends in the hall,
starz in their eyes,
yuck.
Does young love,
like in seventh grade,
really mean a thing?
Will you stay with him forever?
What are your kid's names gonna be?
Who cares,
its not likely you'll even remember each other,
when you're 21.
Young love means
nothing,
unless,
you feel this is really it,
and if it is,
then you are lucky,
I'm still waiting for MY
prince.
Heck, I can't even
find a trustworthy friend.
I'll know there'll be one though,
but YOUNG love,
innocent love,
sometimes it just makes me
wanna
HURL.
Author notes
hte first two lines are directly coppied from emmas pic. i sometimes feel like this, but most of the time, i feel the excact opposite. half this stuff is not true, like the "no friends i can trust" part.
A contest entry
- PIC INSPIRED by BonaFidePoet.
900 points, ended November 20, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
so people, so you like it?
Comments
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very good Kat i like it very much
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haha yeah I saw Emma's contest and you incorperated the thing into it well. It must be hard writing a poem that you feel the exact opposite about, so I applaud you (see below)!
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