I am slowly losing my integrity
By writing this down in my speech class
Or maybe not
I am kind of focusing
On what is being said
It's weird because I just wrote
Yesterday
If I wrote a poem a day
It wouldn't keep away the doctor
But would you collect them up
And bind them in a book
To await wandering eyes
And curious brains?
My foot just fell asleep
Is that interesting to you?
No?
My foot rests inside a purple Converse shoe
How about now?
Is it necessary that I be
Mesmerizing, mystifying, hauntingly wonderful
For you to really really want my words?
Now my whole leg is asleep
Knock knock
Who's there?
Why, it's Mary Lennox
Back again
"Might I have a bit of earth?"
Golly, I've got a one track mind
But really I hurt for her
She just wants to feel important
How can I help her feel special?
Know that she doesn't have to seek out
These other things
God, help me give her a bit of earth
In my life'
Give her a chance to grow something beautiful
That can be shared
That I can appreciate
Help me, help me, help me
To be patient
And to open up my world
To show love
Because really
My life is good
I am hungry
Ready to leave class and go to lunch
But I like the necklace I'm wearing
And I have a heart
Full of hope
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