Day 8
Jonathan
Annabella wasn't at school
I don't know why
I tried to ask the girls
I thought were her friends
They snorted at me
Quite unattractively
And told me
She would never be
Their friend
They said she's
A loser
And that I shouldn't
Even associate
With her
Then a girl
With strawberry curls
Put her hand on my chest
And told me to waste time
With her
Instead of a
Whore
That is a waste of space
For all she does
Is spend time
On her back
And lies to all
Those are the facts
I froze
And stepped back
And walked away
With my fists clenched
Shaking with anger
That I didn't know I had
For some reason
What they said
Made me want Annabella more
Not her body
But her
I want to know her
Know why people
Separate themselves from her
Know why she hides herself
From them
I've seen whores
She doesn't fit
That ticket
So who is she
She most feel broken
Lost
Left behind
I don't want to be like everyone
Else
I want to find her
Maybe even
Fix her
Just call me
Mr. handy man
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Opposites Attract
PoetryFollow the story of Jonathan and Annabella as they fall into... Something it could be love it could be lust it could be chaos from the high school body but what do you expect when opposites attract? Who said the "loaner" couldn't get the football pl...
