Pretending to be Bukowski: A Poem Collection

For Jack Barakat

Author's Note: This is probably really lame of me to write because I am a stupid fangirl but this is one of the best poems I've written so yeah.

There is a boy with brown eyes

Who plays guitar in a pop punk band.

He has stolen the heart of so many girls

With just his smile and the way he laughs.

Some people say that he's no good

But they couldn't be more wrong.

He is everything a man should be

And perhaps even a little more.

He tells stupid jokes

But he gives nice hugs

And he's saved the lives of so many

Just by being his own self.

He may never see all the good things he's done

But I know that he'll keep doing what he does

And I hope he's happy with it all

Because there isn't anyone better to do his job.

I might just be one in a million

But he gives me the strength to persevere

And the courage to always be myself

Which only makes me adore him more

I don't want to marry him

Though whoever does should consider themselves lucky

All I want is for him to be happy

Because that's what he makes me

You'll find him on a stage with his best friends

Jumping around and having the time of his life.

So when you see that beautiful boy,

Send a big thank you his way

from the people he's saved.