The Good Times Poem by phoenix keesie

al the times pass. the good times seem
to fade away.

i always try to smile at school.
but is my smile real?

there is a question that everyone
should think at times like this.

that question is...what happend
to make me so upset.

then you ask yourself...

you begin to remember the good times
you had in the 5th and 6th grade...

those were great times

but one person can ruin it all...