For your viewing pleasure (or for laugh-out-loud hilarity), here is a poem from a journal I kept during High School.
None of these are titled so I'm gonna make up titles as I post these.
Something about Ham.
Teach me what you've learned.
I'm just a bit concerned
You have a short time to teach.
Your life is simple and plain,
But mine is hard to contain.
I've got a short time to learn.
I can't understand what you say.
You've mumbled every word today.
We've got a short time to see.
Anger begins to scorch my eyes.
Now you're teaching little white lies.
We've got a short time to live.
Panic hits me hard in my chest,
You are full of shameful unrest.
Life gave up on me.
You on the other hand, laugh.
You can still see.
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