Ignore me.
I do not realize-
I have absolutely no poise
and I have no ties anymore.
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I found this one to be hard to revise. The orginal was a lot more 'woe is me' And I wanted to portray the girl in the corner as losing her grip on sanity yet writing still writing revision after revision... and changing only her mind with each imagined put-down.
or I was in a sad mood. You see the original was called Alone I sit alone, in a desk by the corner. No one sees me, Yet, I'm there Heads turn, but not in my direction moutsh speak, but not to me. people will see, but they still don't see me. Now, its time to go Tears are wept, but not for me. Goodbyes are said, but they are not for me They laugh with joy, I've known only sorrow To me it is all one dream where I wonder if someday they'll turn and just see me' Strange...I hate revisions, Today I like this poem better than the girl in the corner.