Blame, roses, mundane sex, disinterest.

Everybody has at least one regret.

You need space and time to get over a failed romance.

This is a poem that I wrote for a school project, it is finished but its not finished to its fullest ability. I got lazy near the end.I forgot what type of poem it is. Anyways its about me and what I am made of, I chose tofu because I am a vegetarian.

Food for thought: The nation constantly laps up any kind of negativity through the media.

Poem describing the feelings of a girl tired of being used by her lover and so she sets herself free.

When it Ends.

An unfinished speech o respect, helpful notes.

I’ve just finished my final exam for one of the four classes that I need to graduate highschool. I passed.

After I reached my 50,000 word quota for National Novel Writing Month, my inspiration for my novel dried up, plot lines got tangled, and frustration ensued. This poem communicates those feelings, feelings I believe that all writer’s block sufferers can identify with.