OK update: this poem is now several months old and so is the desc-- think i was in a really bad space when i wrote this but uh im doing (better?). I also got like a 90-something on this so uh yay :) right arrow/click/space to go forward left arrow to go back or you can read the poem in the desc, just scroll a bit Please enjoy this low quality, school-assigned, finished-in-less-than-three-class-periods poem, which I kind of hate and yet felt like posting something so here we are. As of writing this I'm about to hand it in so please pray that i get an ok grade heheheh anyways here's the poem - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Is there anybody like me? I guess we’ll never know Will we ever find our friend-to-be? I guess we’ll never know There must be people like us Sunflowers rarely grow alone Like many members of a chorus And yet there’s so much left unknown Surely there’s someone out there Who has mobility like mine Crick crack cobbled crus don’t care That I feel alone all the time The problem is we’re too scared We have words we’ll never say Things that will never be shared But if they were, we’d find our way Words are buried below the water The tip of the iceberg, the rest concealed We’re each a lonely ship without a bother Until we crash, a broken ship, a broken shield - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - yeah i hope i get a good grade on this cause its kinda just me spilling my guts to my english teacher abt my chronic pain *wheezes* so much effort and for what anyways if you caught the reference to the titanic you win a cookie *throws cookie* k bye - blue
