(AN: This is a poem I wrote for a project last year. Im usually not very good at poems, but this actually got a good grade and I really liked it so I decided to post it on here. Its about a short story we read called On The Sidewalk bleeding I don't know if you've ever heard though so yeah.. Enjoy:)
A ll I want is for them to know the real me.
B ut all they care is that I'm a Royal.
C an someone help me?
D eath is approaching for me.
E verything is fading fast.
F or a while I have been waiting.
G uardians are ruthless.
H elp me.. please.
I wish I could have done more in my life.
J ust promise me you won't try to get revenge for my death.
K illing isn't going to solve anything.
L ove is what the world needs more of.
M y name is Andy.
N ot Royal.
O n the sidewalk is where I lie, bleeding to death.
P urple jacket lying next to me, completely worthless.
Q uietly dying.
R emorsefully wishing to go back to the day I became a Royal.
S plattered all around me is my blood.
T his may very well be my last day.
U nknown to the world is the real me.
V ictorious are the guardians.
W aiting for my last minute.
X aminations are going to be taken.
Y our coming to look for me as I breath my last breath.
Z oning out as you call my name.
(AN:I hope you liked it, if you wanna know the story let me know and I can tell you what it was about or I can try to find the story on google.:)