Pencil Mark
Some people that come in my life
Treat me like a piece of paper
They grab a pencil,
And leave a mark on me
This paper gets used
Over and over again
It gets thrown away,
Crumpled,
Ripped,
Torn,
And sometimes even forgotten
Today is one of those days………
Darlyn E.
posted by CDCStudent @ 9:27 AM
5 Comments:
I thought that your poem was really good.It made me think of how we treat paper.And how some people treat people like paper
I like this poem. I like how you described how life sometimes for some people.
your poem is really great because you make the reader think and i really like the way you use the pencil to describe yourself. it a really good smilie(spelling might be wrong)well you know what i mean so
Peace out
WOW! You convey some really strong feelings with very few words. I really enjoyed your poem.
ayo i love ur poem it's soooo great!sometimes that's how i feel. I love you
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