I'm posting again ya'll!!! =========================================== Mmk...so.... I obviously asked this boy for a pencil and he had a problem with it. He said, "you just want it because it's mine...". I was disgusted with that notion. So, I wrote a poem!
Pencils --- Today, I asked you for a pencil You responded with, “You’re obsessed” What? I just needed a pencil It only escalated from there I told you it wasn’t true and you argued with me I wasn’t in the mood for an argument at the time Yet, you kept going You said I still wasn’t over you I denied it You said I was super obsessed I don’t understand what you are trying to achieve Are you trying to inflate your ego? If so, does that mean you're using me? The bell rang and we walked out of class together You continued the argument I think I’ll bring my own pencil next time
