October 10, 2012
By Anonymous

When you know you, you knew right.
Your wrong from the start.
Asking for another chance.
Of corroded art.
Always on another page.
I read book for fun.
Academic athleticism.
Two words together that churned the weather.

12 years gone of wasted life.
Misplaced thoughts I write.
Down on paper but forget.
My mind is not a threat.
Though I wonder just what if.
My life had started to shift.
Around my head.
And thoughts I dread.
Because of what she said.

The author's comments:
This poem contains some of the thoughts I have gathered through my life encompassing my opinions on the American educational system, athletics over learning, personality, conflict and family issues displayed in a vague form.

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