I feel like I should do it
I feel like I should try
BUt i'm just kind of afraid
That i'll fall down and cry.
I ready myself as I decide:
No I wont be a chicken.. or a hen
ANd i'm about to go,
but something stops me once again.
I'm afraid of humiliation,
AFraid of embarassment
AFraid that something will happen,
And a part of me will be bent.
I watch the others do it
Some fall, but they still try.
'I'm gonna go' i thought.
ANd when i do, I fly...
i jump and leap
and hop and glide
And it feels so good
just knowing i tried.
I kno yanan and helen r both afraid of humiliation, so eyah... i origianlly wrote this poem the day we did hurdles.. xDD and i kno yanan didnt do them because rohan hurt himself, and helen didnt do it cuz she was in dance, but yeah.. enjoy!
Friday, May 9, 2008
limeriicks
we're not doing limericks in school, but i wrote some about soem of my friends..
Helen
There once was a girl named Helen,
She had not yet commited a felon.
She was a pretty good kid
6th chair when she went to mid (midwest)
And her head is as big as a melon.
(helen.. i'm kidding. but there rnt many things that rhyme with helen....)
Anna
There once was a girl named Anna.
She doesnt really like bananas.
She won't eat eggs
Even if somebody begs
And she has a friends named Amanda.
Michelle
There once was a girl named Michelle
She has risen and she has fell
She tries to be nice
Like sugar not spice
So that she'd go to heaven not hell.
:D... i couldnt make one about yanan cuz... ntohing rhymes with yanan... xP.
Helen
There once was a girl named Helen,
She had not yet commited a felon.
She was a pretty good kid
6th chair when she went to mid (midwest)
And her head is as big as a melon.
(helen.. i'm kidding. but there rnt many things that rhyme with helen....)
Anna
There once was a girl named Anna.
She doesnt really like bananas.
She won't eat eggs
Even if somebody begs
And she has a friends named Amanda.
Michelle
There once was a girl named Michelle
She has risen and she has fell
She tries to be nice
Like sugar not spice
So that she'd go to heaven not hell.
:D... i couldnt make one about yanan cuz... ntohing rhymes with yanan... xP.
Shy... A poem dedicated to Becca Coleman
I have something to tell them,
I have something to say.
But I guess I should just let them
Keep doing it their way.
I guess I'm too scared
To tey and speak out
I don't think I should
Try to change the route.
I'm about to say something,
Something smart and witty.
But when I open my mouth,
The sound is itty-bitty.
I guess i'm just afraid
Of what mean things they'll say.
Afraid of the high price,
That I might have to pay.
But then I say it,
And i start to say more.
But i stope; they all laugh.
What was I even scared for?
i just assume she feels this way often...
I have something to say.
But I guess I should just let them
Keep doing it their way.
I guess I'm too scared
To tey and speak out
I don't think I should
Try to change the route.
I'm about to say something,
Something smart and witty.
But when I open my mouth,
The sound is itty-bitty.
I guess i'm just afraid
Of what mean things they'll say.
Afraid of the high price,
That I might have to pay.
But then I say it,
And i start to say more.
But i stope; they all laugh.
What was I even scared for?
i just assume she feels this way often...
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