I don’t know if I like him now,
Maybe it was just a phase
What a strange life that I lead
With plot twists like a maze
If I call it off,
Then will my classmates judge
So much stress recently building up
But then will he hold a grudge
I give up on what a life
What a life I lead
What a life I must deal with daily
Peace is for what I plead
True Love
Boy
At school I met a certain guy
He’s made me laugh, he’s made me cry
We talk sometimes, at least I try
But my words get lost when I catch his eye
But I don’t know why because I’m not shy
His texts just leave me on a high
Up with the clouds, up in the sky
We say hello, we say goodbye
THE OPPOSITE
Kids have crushes at a young age
Is it true or is it fake?
Night or day they read love stories
Don’t get tricked into truelove
Because it could be false
The Stormy Seas of Romance
The stormy seas of romance
Are difficult to navigate,
The waves throw you about
Until you think you’ll break.
The stormy seas of romance
Have beauty in their waters,
Their undoubting love is held
Until someone falters.
The stormy seas of romance
Hold a precious gem of love.
They move in elegant circles
Until someone gives it up.
The stormy seas of romance
Are treacherous yet good,
And will give you good luck
If you love them like you should.
My Brother – a Tragic Love Story
my brother is kind
my brother is nice
my brother really enjoys
banana and rice
my brother can be weird
and this is why
he’s in love with a balloon
that flies up in the sky
four years ago he
saw a balloon up above
and just like that
he fell in love
the balloon passed everyday
and every time he waved
my brother had turned a leaf
a new path had been paved
the balloon was pink and green
stripy with some spots
the background was lime green
with baby pink little dots
one day the balloon
met another in the clouds
my brothers heart broke
he was lost in the crowds
having a broken heart
my brother almost died
later his balloon burst
and he cried and cried
dear brother I am sorry
as you cry and look up at the moon
but rather than crying
just find a new balloon
Them/Him/The Boy
see him at school
talking with a friend
how I wish this lesson
could never end
he’s not in the same set
I don’t see him loads
but at tutor time each morning
my heart explodes
there’s a pounding in my heart
a pounding in my ear
everyone sees me
but no one can hear
the voices I hear
that chirp and squeal
when he looks in my direction
I can’t describe how I feel
the secret almost got out
and I wanted to cry
I denied everything
because I know how to lie
our friendship was strange
after he almost found out
but him being him
was never in doubt
so after a week or two
it was no longer strange
he made it seem as though
there was not a single change
his heart is so pure
my hearts filled up to the brim
but because I’m a coward
I can’t tell him…
Wild
are we wild, love
truly false to all that ties, tries to tuck us into
lawful pleats,
neat
as a knot of brambles with thistles,
bristle twisting thorns entwined round fingers-
scratching great slices
of the sky’s pearly face
until rust russet blood spills into our black eyes,
nothing feral in being wild
Two Admirers
I sit and I lie
The boys next to me
Stare into my eyes
Admirers I can see
One is handsome
An athlete or a jock
They flirt and fail
Nerds he so rudely mocks
The other is nice
Buried in a book
I can see why
He is called the jock a crook
They both have talents
But there is one I must choose
They smile and pass
One I couldn’t possibly lose
The nerd, he does
Everything so great
I guess this is
The one and only Fate