One, Two, Three, Go!
Have I mentioned?
I hate sports,
I'm not athletic,
I hate gym class,
Who doesn't?
I can't run,
I can't leap,
Ok so I can,
It's just not very pretty,
I tend to fall down,
Or trip,
Or something bad happens because,
Karma decides it doesn't like me
So of course,
We're having a screwed up day,
And are doing sports,
From nine to one,
Only stop,
When it ain't your turn,
You're puking feathers,
Or if it's lunch
Wish the day was over,
But don't want life to go too fast,
Time is something we all have,
Just some more than others,
We have the time,
Sometimes we hate it,
We need it,
We want more,
Need,
Want,
Long for,
Dream.
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PoesíaNova loves three things: food, her computer, and her music. She might love Gage too, but why even try? She's Nova the Nobody. This "book" is told through poems. See the Author's Note.