I've lost my ways and he stole my heart - An essay for english. i think i got an "F" on this paper

Dec. 3, 2007 - An essay for english. i think i got an "F" on this paper

A letter from a taciturn girl who does nothing but act like she really cares.

I act so stubborn and I know I make mistakes

But I promise I’m not a charlatan, a con or a fake.

I give to take, so that others can relate

This wasn’t written for comfort or any placate

I’m sick of the games people play

The things they say just wanting their way

Stopping all your lying, and endless crying

Of what you can’t have, of things that don’t last.

My words are futile, because of reticence

And I can’t help it, I’m just a pretense.

I’m stupefied from those who died

Giving their lives just to be justified

You think you’re meritorious,

Deserving of praise,

Just to be forgotten for the rest of your days

Impudent ones who give their lives

Becoming all belligerent, just take you life

Let me be laconic so that I can keep this brief

When someone slaps you left from right, turn the other cheek

We strive to edit, redact our mistakes and falls

Let’s just keep this original, and keep us seminal.

I try to minimize, my height and my size

I ostracize everything I am, and everything I will be

I hide from me so that others don’t notice my truancy.

This isn’t vilifying, I’m just trying to get you to identify

The good and the bad, the happy, the sad, the problems I’ve had

Wanting to feel better, wanting you to peruse this letter.

Ever heard of an elegist? It’s what I am, and what I aspire to be

It sets me free, the pain of thee.

And when I say thee, I don’t mean just ‘anyone’, it’s a ‘someone’

I bite my tongue, he’s no one.

He approaches my way, and I have to say

I render the moment by hiding away.

Forget about being noticed, I don’t really care

Myopic kinds of people don’t notice I’m there.

And when I am, I hide my offense

My head starts spinning and I become all tense.

So if there’s one thing that bugs me or one thing I hate

It’s when people don’t surrender, and tell me to capitulate

This is my first time to speak out, and what I hate the most

It’s my chance to say whatever, and finally be verbose.

Please don’t forget this or every word I’ve wrote

I just want you to listen to this little ripped up note.

~Riley~

p.s The red words were vocabulary words that we had to use.

*Is Anybody there?

Comments

Dec. 4, 2007 - Untitled Comment

WHOOO i love lost !
Mind if i add you/you add me?
-Hannah

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Dec. 4, 2007 - Untitled Comment

Did you get your template off of Pyzam.com? I was wondering because I found one just like it on that website. I've been trying all night to change my template and none of theirs work and I didn't know if you had any advice.
thanx, volleybabe Ü

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Dec. 6, 2007 - Untitled Comment

well that is very um... emo sounding...

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Dec. 6, 2007 - Untitled Comment

LOL, and I don't know half of those words.

Check-out my Finwe blog! I changed the header to something else than that flower, LOL

~CF

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Dec. 16, 2007 - Untitled Comment

Hey Riley!
I havent been on here in a really long time, but I was visting everyone's blogs...and I really like this poem! It is really good! If you did get an F...well, your teacher dont know what a budding artist you are, and He dont know good poetry if it slapped him in the face! That was a little much, but you get the point!
Merry Christmas!

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