Originally an English assignment-when read aloud...
Womanly creatures with their heavenly features...

Twisted lies, mixed with manipulation
tearful eyes, similar to condensation...

Filled with false hopes, I act out on impulse
Now all I do is think ugly thoughts and convulse...

Delving down to reach dark depths,
returning like the angel of death...

We speak, but not in person
daily the situation worsens...

Listen to the sounds life makes daily
Similar to the resonance of a ukulele...

Thank you for this lovely introduction
hopefully i can continue without interruption...

Morning dew rises
sketching hilltop sizes...

Through the text of this poem, a message is clear,
A question is evident when I release my fear...

Living here in USA where the memories stay
Remain loyal and true, or die under the red white...

Consider every relationship a moment you decide...
Indecisive, I write these minimal feelings to...

Today in school I thought I was cool
I came to a realization; I was a fool...