Okay, so this is my first ever entry in my diary-ish thing. Misc. Books, this is my diary, with a poem at the end. Here goes. And, I promise, I own all poems! (: BUT PLEASE, NO FLAMES! :( It hurts
MOOD: Tired
DRINKING: Monster Energy- KHOAS
I REALLY NEED TO: Pee
FEELING: Sad
FEELING BECAUSE: I'm really feeling sad because I have this problem with a friend. He's guy friend though. I don't like him or anything, but I dunno, I think I annoyed him or something. He never texted me back. This is what we do! I texted him Saturday night (it's Sunday night right now) and I said: 'Hey, really sorry. Well, night, I love u, and I guess I'll see you on Monday." We love each other, yeah, but not in that way. I just feel that he's mad at me. :( And he's not in my class this year either. It S-U-C-K-S! I'm not gonna text him again, unless he says something to me, or when-if- I say something to him on Monday. Sometimes I sit with him at lunch. (Note: I'm in middle school, and we still have to sit with our class, but I ask the teacher if I can sit with a friend, and she usally says yeah.) Sometimes, what am I talking about. I've never done that. I always sit by my self at lunch. I just turn around and talk to my 2 friends that sit there. I feel like a lonely loser. He said he misses me, but I'm not sure if he's lying or what. Should I ask him? What should I do?
ENTRY POEM:
From the eyes, it's a misty glaze.
A little gaze.
A secret safe deep inside.
It could rain that day.
A light drizzle, or maybe a heavy rainstorm.
Fiery red sunsets, or colored shining crystals.
Spinning and flaring, storming and raging.
The eyes can tell stories about a person.
A lot about them.
If you're that kind of person.
Maybe if you get close enough, you may see.
You'd believe the eyes.
Maybe their controlled to tell lies.
Be committed once you get close.
Cause once your there, you can't step away.
You've gone this far, and no turning back now.
This is all you.
Figure out why their raining.
Why their raging.
Why their shaking.
Why their flashing.
Why their sunshined.
Figure out the past.
You can't change it, but you can always plan the future.
Like we all say.
It all gets better in time, it only matters if you're willing to wait for it.