Maybe we've met-
passed each other on the freeway,
with the windows down and hair blowing, or
maybe not.
perhaps your estranged aunt
dated my deranged uncle, or
maybe not.
maybe
we own the same pair of sunglasses,
and feel oh-so-cool when we wear them
on shady days.
but then again...
maybe i'm making all this up as i go along-
staving off the inevitable thoughts
of the precalc class i'm failing
and the girl i wish loved me
and all the starving children overseas
because i know what it is
to leave and come back
and find that no one missed you at all.
Author notes
i ended up deleting my accounts on every social networking site i tried, simply because it's too depressing to realize no one cares what i'm doing.
A contest entry
- & i was low, gabriel, low. by ZachP.
400 points, ended October 13, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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You tell a powerful story here, and your first stanza is absolutely amazing. You've just blown me away with this.
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thank you!
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oh, shut your face. that's bullshit and you know it. or are you forgetting me? am i a no one now then? =(
despite your insane parinoia, you're loved kido. hah, and whether u like it or not i'm here to stay. sadly, i can say the same for others who i don't quite approve of. anyways, you're wrong.
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it's for a contest, sillyface. <3 i know i've got you, it gives me tremendous peace of mind.
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lmao yeah...i didn't realize that it was for a contest until after i posted. haha. smart right? but still........like it or not what we write is just a reflection of what we're feeling.
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Ah, I know what you mean. Life can be depressing like this. But maybe, if there weren't things like this in life, we would be worse off. Maybe things like this, which don't kill you, really do make you stronger.
But I'm rambling on a road to which there may be no end, with those thoughts
Well said, poet...
Best of luck in the contest!
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