A poem that I wrote for English class on Mona Lisa. I know why she doesn’t smile.

I can relate to you.

My feelings for you will never change.

It would be a shame for us to come to an end.

There is no shame in showing emotion.

This is a poem against the norms.

A poem.

No one is loyal except my Lord.

Life for want of a box; seems somewhat ironic that I am surrounded by boxes at work and no I don’t work at a funeral parlor; I work at Kohl’s. Grisly Load – A Process… most days I empty boxes of crap and all I want to do is curl up in one and die.

I am sorry.