I never knew what to name this.

[indigo_scar]

This isn't really a poem, it's a song. It has a tune, so probably looks a bit weird when just read. It was the first thing I ever wrote- written at the age of nine, around when my brother died.

 

 

When I hear the news,

I know I'm gonna lose.

I hate the thought of living the next day.

When I hear you say,

Come on, Come out and play-

I know it's too late,

I'm nearing to my fate.

 

Chorus: So look into my eyes,

Do you get a surprise?

Does it make you realise?

When you look into my eyes?

 

When you first saw me,

What exactly did you see?

I cry 'til dawn has hit the end of night.

I know I am not strong,

but you say I am wrong.

I feel so confused-

No longer so amused.

 

CHORUS

 

Somethings that I do,

Are reminders of you.

You're constantly a thought trail in my mind.

How will I live on?

When I know you are gone?

I didn't even know,

if you were friend or foe.

 

CHORUS x 2

[girl friend]

You wrote that when you were nine??

 

Sheesh, your a writer then kiddo.

Genius. you really have a gift.

Just don't let it go to waste yeh

 

xAwesomex

[AnotherBrokenDoll]

I second what girlfriend says. That is pure gifted talent.

[indigo_scar]

Wow, thanks you guys! I really do appriciate that. Honestly, thank you.