I try to hide my emotions,
But it's harder everyday.
So I start to self-harm,
To me it's the only way.
It's not fun to be judgemental.
There's more then meets the eye.
I may be another emo,
Becuase I try to die.
If only you knew my story,
Then you could only see.
The *bunny* I've done and been through,
Starting from 93.
My regrets has dug a whole,
Mistakes made; I was born.
Nothings turned out good,
My hearts unfixably torn.
My palace of creativity,
Just me and my four walls.
A place I can feel safe in,
From hurtles and free-falls.
I shall end this *bunny*ty poem,
Another chapter of my life.
Oh, for all chavs who ask,
I don't use a knife.
A contest entry
- HELP! HELP! I CAN'T DO IT ALONE! by Tempa Lee.
300 points, ended March 6, 2008, 35 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Just eh me
Comments
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excellent!
this was excellemento!
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hey this is Dani the judge....i meant to tell people that i will be a little harsh or close to mean if i don't like what i read. you got a typo in stanza one...and i love the rhyming in it too. good job and goood luck.
~Dani~
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