Malcolm Tucker
May 3rd, 2008, 11:04 AM
I saw this black piece of paper
And it looked
Kind of lonely,
Like it needed someone
To talk to.
So I started to talk.
I told it about
School and trivial things,
And my need
For someone to talk to,
And in return
It told me about trees
And Autumn
And hwere it had come from.
The paper looked sad
When it told me about the
Wind in the trees
And the coming of man
Who had felled the tree,
And I felt ashamed.
Then I got angry.
I had problems enough
Without
Guilt.
I tore up the paper.
I tore up myself.
-Julia Biggs
~
For those who, when reading, start ranting on about environment etc. etc. please leave :) lol It's about emotions
And it looked
Kind of lonely,
Like it needed someone
To talk to.
So I started to talk.
I told it about
School and trivial things,
And my need
For someone to talk to,
And in return
It told me about trees
And Autumn
And hwere it had come from.
The paper looked sad
When it told me about the
Wind in the trees
And the coming of man
Who had felled the tree,
And I felt ashamed.
Then I got angry.
I had problems enough
Without
Guilt.
I tore up the paper.
I tore up myself.
-Julia Biggs
~
For those who, when reading, start ranting on about environment etc. etc. please leave :) lol It's about emotions