Poem i wrote

Another day has gone to waste

so make haste

before the agitated animals 

make the dreaded move

As i sat on the bed

I recall the words they fed

of lies and hate

is this my fate

am i too late

I look into the mirror 

and to my terror

i see the error

that was so clear

am i stupid

will i ever find love

because i am no cupid

the candle flickers

are we too late to repent our guilt ridden consciousness

Orz i know the rhyme scheme is a bit..funky but oh well...

and this poem is about bullying and such so..yeah