Little Whispers, Big Secrets

This poem I also started in English on Monday but I finished it in Math cuz I went through my note book and saw the start of it and decided to finish it. Don't really know why. Well its about the secrets of secrets have fun reading it and getting ideas flowing. Don't really know why I wrote it. Words just go through my head and they need to be written down.

Freedom

I wrote this on Monday and once again in English class we were told to go outside and write things down that we saw and I was making up for a fast day that I missed. So I was really not in the mood for walking into the heat. I was hungry and I felt like I was going to faint, so walking out in the heat was terrible. I had a headache and now I feel like I am just complaining. But, whatever we went outside and I wrote down random things that I saw and felt and smelled and than changed the order and made it into a poem so there you go

Trickery

This poem I actually wrote during the first day of my college English class. The teacher said words are trickery and than everything just flowed from there. I really do like seeing people squirm from what I write and I do try to write about things that people don't talk a lot about. Otherwise poems really wouldn't have very much meaning. I find that poems are a way of me communicating my feelings and telling people what I mean. I am too shy to do that in person or if I try to I have a panic attack and start shaking. It is actually really hard for me to say what I mean. And he is right that words are trickery. With words I can make people feel what I am feeling.

Gone

Gone was a poem I wrote when my first friend at the high school left and was being transferred to a new school. I am deathly terrified of people leaving and it felt like he was leaving and everything was falling apart like in the poem.