This is a short poem about certain people from Ninas point of view, can you guess who
they are?
I look at her and my anger begins to rise
She is a piece of dirt in my eyes
On the outside she looks like a decorative prize
But she really is a bitch in disguise
This is how it feels to hate
To kill her, I just cant wait
I look at him and my worries leave
His siver hair, blowing gently in the breeze
His colourless eyes looking at me
This is how I want it to always be
This is how love feels
With him I always want to be
I look at him and I feel scared
His blood red eyes, his jet black hair
Why is he after me? Why do I care?
Why does he look at me with that stare?
So this is how Anna feels all the time
God! why does this all have to rhyme?
I look at her and I feel pride
She helps me to make up my mind
She is always there at my side
When I was happy, when I cried
This is how friendship goes
We'll be best friends until, who knows?
*The first person to get all them right gets our star prize of.............absolutely nothing!*