Finding a Voice

Finding a Voice

A Poem by ianounknown

 

Finding a Voice

Oh My God Of Course I’m ready!! I’ve only been waiting for this day for about two weeks! This is going to be the best time ever! I mean just think about it for a second. There are going to be so many of our friends there. Tons of fun games that we can play and maybe even win a prize or something. And you know that there will be good music, there is always good music at parties. You get to stay up late and talk with your friends and just have fun all night. Also now that we’re old enough we can even drink. Can you image that, us finally drinking at a party? You know everyone is like way cooler when they drink.

 

Yeah I guess I’m ready. I mean do I really have to go? Ugh I’ve been dreading this day for weeks. This is totally going to be the worst time of my life. Come on think about it. There are always so many people and you usually don’t even know half of them. Then they have those stupid games that they make you play to win some dumb prize they got at the dollar store. Oh and don’t even get me started about the music that they play, it’s so dang loud that you can’t even hear the person next to you. And they always end so late at night; most don’t even end until like one or two a.m. How do people even stay up that late? Oh God and I don’t even want to think about all the people that are going to be drinking. People are always so stupid when they drink. I mean they just act stupid and they fight and someone always ends up getting hurt.

© 2015 ianounknown


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Added on March 17, 2015
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ianounknown
ianounknown

Victorville, CA



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I'm a person who doesn't seen to have a place. I don't have anything that defines me as me. I don't have a place and i'm hoping to maybe find one here. Letting stuff come out that i wouldn't want to t.. more..

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