I started writing poems last year, when I was in the eighth grade. I became a depressed person due to the loss of friends. I lost them because they couldn't accept me for who I was. Well, they did at first, but then they found out I liked them. If you hadn't already guessed, I'm gay. I needed to find a way to show people how I felt. I found a way to express these feelings, that was through poetry. My poems are not that great, and there's not that much of them. But I enjoy writing my poems. It helps me through my tough times, and sometimes even my days. My inspiration for most of my poems would have to be Ms. Thacker [my English teacher], and Georgie [my best friend]. There are poems that have been inspired by certain individuals, but Georgie and Ms. Thacker always support me. They are not the reasons I'm sad, but the reasons I'm happy. That's why they're my inspiration. Lately, life has been taking an awkward turn for me. I've been through a lot just this year, and it's only the second month. Most of my poems were written in my ninth grade year. Georgie is the only one that has read all of my poems, and he is like my number one fan. Although my poems are nothing compared to his, i believe mine have a lot of feeling and meaning to them.
Best friends forever,
I pinky promise you.
Leaving, I could never,
Because I'd be blue.
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Life is slowly falling apart,
Because we are no longer friends.
I tried to give you my heart,
And this is how it all ends.
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Families are drifting apart,
Friends possess your heart.
Everyday you feel the pain,
Nothing can keep you sane.
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I try to be the best friend I can,
But you're too stubborn to let me in.
Every time I try to get close to you,
You always push me further away.
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