8th Grade Poems, To and From

Meddling-Bella

Would I rather them be angry,

To stop talking and then blame me,

Or have them make a choice,

One that means they lose their voice?

Would I rather them be upset

About me being nosy when

I'm really just worried about

The choice to end their melt down?

Would I rather them be ignorant

And say no one can help, it's different

And then to force the help to take away the knife

Because their choice could end their life?

Yes. Because

I would rather them be sorrowful

Over a girl they used to hold,

And tell me the sadness they once felt

They are now peacefully living without.

I would rather them to start over

When they used to be obsessed with a clover

That stood out in the field but deceived

Because it had not four, but three leaves.

I would rather them to put down the knife,

The one they picked up because of strife

And realize that someday it will get better

So long as they're here, not choosing the latter.

Even if

They would be mad and leave

Because they don't want to see me

All because I meddled in

Things that weren't my business.

Because

A mad friend, an ignorant friend

Is better than one who found their end.

So I'm glad I meddled in

Things that weren't mine to meddle in.