'Like gum under a school desk '....
What a weird sentence.
You'll understand it though,
if you ever felt,
all alone and forgotten;
Yet your surrounded by"friends".
Same age as you,
in the same 'phase',
but different minds than me,
it's a never ending maze.
So when you're ready to include me,
do tell me.
But, until then I'll be writing poems,
with the gum,
under the school desks again.
-Z.R.w
-29/30 .3.2023
YOU ARE READING
Loner thoughts
PoetryHi, my names Red Life, I write poems. I wanted to make a book of all my poems about different things I felt and what went inside my head. If you relate to any of these. I know sorry doesn't do nothing. But I am. I am sorry.
