Sitting in "geometry"
All alone, "taking notes."
Watching the "led" fall from my "paper".
Seeing the "words" on my "paper" makes me happier.
Slowly the "words" stop from being "written",
And that "pencil" I love so much, starts
"taking notes" again.
As the school bell rings,
I stop "taking notes" long enough to "pack up".
I put away my "pencil",
I hide my "paper" by sliding it into my "folder".
That "folder" hides my "words".
Sitting on the "bus",
Thinking about what I had "learned".
Why did I have to "learn" this?
Was it good for my "education"?
I realize, "taking notes" was worth it.
The feeling of "accomplishment" afterwards.
It fills my "notebook" to know I am improving this "school".
By "taking notes" on that "paper" my "pencil"
just can't resist.
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YOU NO WAT great poem lol loved it and understood completely told you i was smart
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Woahh.
This is....brilliant.
I love the metaphors that you used!
its freaking genius,
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This is a great poem, and i love the words in " ". I totally understand it, written wonderfully, and flows greatly. Wonderful write !
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awsome
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it was ok, but what is up with all the " " ???
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the words within the " " aren't what they mean. Thnk of it in more of an emo perspective.
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That 's what i was thinking wanted to make sure! i write some dark stuff but never thought about that!
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