Planning
When would I do it?
Not while I still have school P.E.-
Then the whole locker room could see.
Where would I do it?
Probably on the side of my thigh,
Then soreness could be my alibi.
How would I do it?
Quietly during the night,
Hiding the knife that relieves my strife.
Why would I do it?
To escape the pressures of this house,
To prove to myself that I'm an unnoticeable mouse.
YOU ARE READING
The Moon, Sun and Ice Cream
PoetrySo this is just a group of poems I put together. Some are really old, some I will write the day I post them. You're welcome to criticize my work, and give it to me straight. You're also just welcome to read. So, without further ado......
