The first poem I’ve written in a long while.

5/24/2012.

To miss out on the Spring that’s here, because I’m trapped inside.

The hollowness of relationship hurts me!

This is an attempt of a triolet that my Writer’s Workshop teacher suggested my class to write.

You were trapped in a self inflicted prison.

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I know this is very poor writing. I kind of threw this together rather quickly because I couldn’t sleep. Came up with the idea earlier the previous day and tried to draw it out. Wouldn’t work so I thought it would work better as a story. Hopefully somebody will like it.

Something I wrote awhile back in highschool xD forgive the emoness I was a mess back than.

Just a poem :]

Sometimes we can put a money figure on what will make us happy, and usually that figure is out of our budget.
~R.A.H.~