The Choice

This is a short poem I wrote for my english class and just felt like sharing it.


My leaf clings to the tree,
It is new to life,
Pure green,
Feeling as soft as skin.

My leaf falls down,
Ageing,
Changing,
Dying.

My leaf lives on the ground,
Swept away by the wind,
Feeling crumpled like used paper.

My leaf is dead,
From green to brown,
Soft to crumpled,
Spring to autumn.


(We had to write about a leaf and I came up with this. So hope you like. x)

please comment this is my first article on this spot. I really enjoy writing.

Im sick of the smell of the hallway of the school
Im sick of the words, me and you
You used to make my body feel giggly and numb
but honey your like chewin gum
the flavor is so juicy and sweet
but then later the flavors gone and meek
just like those three little words that race outta your mouth
little people would laugh out loud
because they all know what youv done
youv taken two hearts
and broke them into one
its sad really
how you lie and cheat
because everyone knows
revenge is oh so sweet
We all know you cheated and lied
o honey but i didnt die inside
i kept right on going
down my mary way
knowing that today
Was our so called day
the day that i fell so hopelessly in love
because you were the one i was dreaming of
you used to want
You always would hug me
but that gum is gone and dirty
your not the only one that lias and cheats
because other that do know
revenge is oh so sweet