I’m a writer; therefore, I lie.

August 25, 2010
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Sitting all alone
I think to myself.
Wonder where you are,
where you’ll be,
how you are.
I ask myself all these questions
I should be asking you.
And now I’m writing a poem
on the back of a napkin
with a circular coffee stain.
And I’m making up answers
to my questions
because I’m far too afraid
to get them from you.

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thewritician said...
Sept. 20, 2010 at 7:33 pm
I like this, mainly because this is real and I can tell this is how you feel. Secondly this is something relateable. And third...good job!!! 5/5
-Jandee-BornThisWay replied...
Sept. 21, 2010 at 8:25 pm
Thank you very, very much. ♥
SamiLynn said...
Sept. 19, 2010 at 6:29 pm
i like this a lot :) it reminds me of all the poems ive written in strange predicaments, like in math or while eating ramen noodles XD
-Jandee-BornThisWay replied...
Sept. 21, 2010 at 8:25 pm
Except that the poem about a poety writing and lying and the poem itself is a lie, if that makes sense. This never happened. "I'm a writer; therefore, I lie." The voice, 'I', wrote a poem lying about whoever 'I' am talking about by making up answers to questions and I am making up this poem. I hope I explained that well.
SamiLynn replied...
Sept. 21, 2010 at 11:32 pm
total sense actually, took me a couple times, but i got it :D
Healing_Angel This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 16, 2010 at 10:16 pm
Great job! The emotion comes through clearly.
-Kal- replied...
Sept. 17, 2010 at 9:33 pm
Yeah, really good job Emie. :)
-Jandee-BornThisWay replied...
Sept. 21, 2010 at 8:25 pm

Thank you, you two. ♥


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