Day 1
I walk to class grudgingly
Uber morons surround me
I hate these halls
With tacky art painted on the walls
I hate these jerks
I hate it all
Why cant I just transfer?
I open my locker slowly
Eyeballing who’s behind me
I gasp with fear
The bullies are near
And now this is a combination for danger
Strange and funny
How the human body can become so compact
I never noticed
How much room this locker has
If I fit in here, why don’t all my binders?
Yup, now I’m late for class
And slowly realizing I’m Closterphobic
Wonderful! I’m becoming more bitter
And my youth hasn’t even come close to an end
“teenage anxiety” sure mom, what do you know?
Not only was another lock used in place of mine
But laughter is now all around me
Total humiliation and to top it all off,
I feel like my social life has been numbered
Darkness has set in,
I fear I shall never be free
If I could bring my hand to pen
I’d write my final testament
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Day 2
Confinement… shall be the theme of my next study
Refinement a study that should be the theme of the week
I wonder how long it will take for someone to notice
I’ve been missing since 830 yesterday morning
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Day 3
Oh woe is I
I long for the days gone by
When my legs could walk this earth
Even through the tacky halls
Passed outstretched limbs
Doesn’t anyone know I exist?
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Day 4
Somebody walked passed me today
I yelped but there was only laughter
I hollered and the principal told billy
to quit being stupid
Freedom has eluded me once again
But I have been plotting and planning
Planning and plotting
My moment to strike is nearing
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day 5
Oh lord! I have a new respect for miners
They spend so much time in the darkness
I have to think of things
To prevent my mind from wandering
I have to think of significant stuff
I could think of my friends and family
But there’s no sense in that,
they should have thought of me by now
I’m thinking about thinking. How lame is that?
Sigh. I feel so closed in.
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Day 6
This is ridiculous!
There’s no hope in being saved till Monday
Unless I can rouse security
But alas, there is no security from the inside
Of a locker on a Saturday
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Day 7
I’m weak… I’m hungry
All this metal and no iron in my system
What I wouldn’t kill for a steak
I’m debating cannibalism
I think I’ll start with my pinkie toe
Then work my way up to -
well I haven’t thought that far ahead yet
I’m so thirsty I can’t continue drinking my saliva
And I ran out of bottled water on the top shelf yesterday
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day 8
Freedom has eluded me
Love. Being noticed. Truly living.
All things that I wish I had
I can feel the bruises on my forehead
I’m desperate. I’ve banged my head against the door
But I can’t remember when last I did so…
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Day 9
Liberation! Somebody noticed I was gone
Teachers hadn’t cuz I was always present
Just assumed I was there!
Liberation! I must thank my bank
Because I missed a few daily payments
Freedom! I was so stiff, so sore
I could barely move my limbs
On the bright side I’ve lost weight
And I was on the news!
My next big plans are to be revealed in time
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Day 29
Survivor has been easy to live through
I think I’m going to win the million. . .
Author notes
loaded with plays on words involving numbers and locks lol
Written September 25th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- A really funny poem just for me please by Bexter.
375 points, ended January 21, 2006, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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LOL this was funny.
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Interesting
Well I think it has been written ok but not sure I like the idea of been locked in a locker! -
Returned the favour and here I am - really quite an interesting poem - not sure how I would feel being locked in a locker for over a week, but I am sure this explains it quite well. It is kind of like a diary entry. Keep writing.
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I really enjoyed this. I like the length, because I think it goes well with the setting. I really liked that it was like a diary and spoke of so many different events. Easy to relate to, if the reader is a teenager such as I. This is a great write! Very original in layout and style! Very enjoyable!
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you're randomly going through my older writes...haha cool!
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I really liked this almost like a diary entry. Great job kryspin
Hugs Nicci (brokenangel1411)
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I a realy costophobic!!! good job thanks fr entering.
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Okay... I'll read it again tomorrow to get a fresh look on it... We're still waiting on Ayan's opinions on the poems, ugh....
I get the ppl missing thing... I'm starting to get it in now...
Laughing gas, ROFL! I guess I'll neeed to go get a root canal
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oh missed it?
well, it's loaded with plays on words involving numbers, locks, restricted movement...
it's all about getting stuffed in a locker and how sometimes people dont notice things (like ppl missing!) and then the twist...guess you didnt find it funny - although i do recommend laughing gas before reading a piece such as this to get an even bigger impact! lol
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I'm sorry, but I don't get the humor... I'll try to read it again later...
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this one was a little lengthy, making it sort of difficult to read, but by golly i do remember feeling this way more than once in school. feeling bully's eyes on me and wanting to stuff myself in a locker, or backpack and just dissapear. fantastic job expressing how it is to be in high school. oh, i have ADD, which is why i had trouble reading it, i have a short attention span, so it's not your writing, i think every stanza was necessary. You did a fantastic job on this one so i'll quit rambling now...good one!
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Great!
That was awesome! Being a teenager myself, I can relate to a lot of that! Great great GREAT job in expressing yourself! Couldn't be better, the flow and message in phenomenal. -
I enjoyed the relation to teenage life... it sux but we got to make it thru some how... keep writing and good luck in the contest. btw you may want to capitalize 'billy' or w/e... good write, and have fun!
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Ohmegosh, the line about fitting into the lockers yet your binders wont. That was brilliant! I was never picked on in school, but I was never popular either. Sad that adults should forget the nightmare that is high school, or school in general, and the social factions that form, singaling you out as someone "different" or wrong. This poem was excellent.
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entertaining...enjoyable to read this.
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Absolutely reveled in the use of words to play against the themes in this piece.
The combination locks, transfered anger, compact binders, all around me topping it off, passed out stretched limbs...
It just goes on and on. I'm surely hoping you intended it all.
A great story and a grand design. Much fun for all. Sure hope none of it is true for you. -
this is so awesome! i love the bruises on the forehead... lol. but this is really great.
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lol i loved this it is haliarious it has a wonderful twist at the end keep it up
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This piece didn't seem long at all and at no point did I drift off or just start skimming over what you had written. this was funny and sad at the same time. One of those things that you laugh about because it happened to someone else, with relief that it wasn't yourself. Good job !
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Fun
Was this long? I enjoyed it thoroughly. The mental wanderings seemed quite reasonable under the circumstances.
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hahah this was really great...funny and greatly written hope that it goes well in the contest..it was a really thought out piece, i like it a lot
keep it up...great job and hope, again, that it goes well!
later days
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Two things I love: self-awareness and a dry sense of humor. You have both and they are in abundance in this piece, which, considering the length, I assure you I would not have read to the end if I didn't like it.
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Great
Well I did read it and for a moment I thought you were locked in the closet at school then I thought you were in a game show.... strange how the mind works but I sure hope you win that "Million"
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sorry I don't have time to read this I thought i would i will book mark it
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