6th Period Note

Here's the reply,
you wanted.
It might not rhyme,
but you'll still laugh.
There's this fly,
that won't leave alone.
I'm sitting here singing,
during 6th period.
Ben next to me,
singing to his weird music.
I listening to,
random music.
Mrs. Craft's English 9,
is in the other room.
I'm skipping,
Study Hall.
I'm pretty much in,
pain.
Your poem,
was awesome.
Yes,
it made me laugh.
You made it all,
rhyme very well.
I love reading your writes,

makes me feel special.

Sometimes,

they're about me.

Sometimes,

they're about life.

Sometimes,

they're about him.

I feel like,

I'm watching a movie.

I feel like,

you're letting me in.

Your poetry,

makes me feel special.

You make me,

smile.

You let me,

tear you apart.

You let me,

explode at you.

You let me,

back inside.

I hope,

I cleared somethings up.

I'm in,

a lot of pain.

I'm cutting this,

a tad short.

Dang it,

I had that word.

I hate the word,

TAD!

Anyways,

write me back.

Anyways,

write another poem.

Love Always,

-Squisi-