I am nice and mean
I wonder what i will become in life
I hear music
I see everything
I want a career
I am nice and mean
I pretend not to care
I feel nothing
I touch paper
I worry too much
I cry never
I am nice and mean
I understand i need school to become successful
I say i will go to college
I dream about being unbreakable
I try to come to school
I have to finish school
I am nice and mean.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
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4 comments:
I think your poem was not well put, it seemed rushed and i see pizza grease on it. I think next time you should take you time and use your mind to express yourself not your hands. Don't take this as an insult, but constructive criticism.
eww ..lol..od i don't like his comment,...lol..anyways i thought it was cool..i don't believe that u don't cry ever
I think your poem descirbes your life and i think it's how you really feel.
If you just work hard you can succeed.
Good luck*
so do you see yourself as a record producer ? if so thats a great career.
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