Some days are longer
They don't follow the sun,
Don't seem to care
If seconds are supposed to go by
Like Selfish Days, I call them.
Selfish Days set it up,
Play pretend with their time;
It doesn't exist, not to them.
Fate is the clock
On Selfish Days,
With nothing you can do
About anything,
Even if you wanted to.
Selfish Days
Twisted ways
Make me fall apart.
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8th Grade Poems, To and From
PoetryAnother collection of poems from 8th-grade minds! These poems conclude our personal struggles, ups and downs, and friendships (with one another and others) throughout this year. We hope you enjoy and find special meaning for yourself in these poe...
