High School HomicideA Poem by ZaneI'm tired of being misunderstood Judged, pressured, and misguided, Sick of all the sad new teens Long hair and thin pretty waists.
Can't you see You make me vomit. Can't you see You're too obscene.
Brains and personality They don't mean a thing. Neither pure heart nor soul. Sports or art are too tiring.
So can't you see It's definately you, and not me Who will never succeed. Can't you see I'm building my own monopoly
I'll smile As the last punch lands, As i hear my feeble pleas. I know you'll never see How you're slowly killing me.
© 2010 ZaneAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on October 27, 2010 Last Updated on October 27, 2010 AuthorZaneAboutChanged the name from "Snuffle" to "Zane" :D SO, I guess I go by Zane. I'm a boy who's been through some pretty...interesting things. I love writing. I love knowing I can make myself anything I w.. more..Writing
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