Bcms- the hell hole :)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

my point on school

Middle School.

Childish. Immature. Judging. Nonchalaunt.

The way we talk. We act like we know it all, finding ways to get around our lies, ger throught this narrow pass of our lives, the 3 years that we get to understand, to get a taste of what are lives will soon become, 3 years later tears shed, memories recalled.

Saying goodbye.

going to the bigger school, bigger kids, more kids.

But its better there. not as much judging. Not immature.

Nobody cares.

regular.

themselfs.

talking amoungst eachother. Like a dream, exept in reality, they're not talking about anything yu used to know.

Cliques.

Crews.

Boyfriends.

Drama.

Highschool.


Submitted: December 27, 2010

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kait95

i like it!
Whoot WHooty!
KMU on new poems!
Kait

Mon, December 27th, 2010 4:05pm

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Will-do katie-roo

Mon, December 27th, 2010 8:12am

2010Alana

This is so true, check your grammar and spelling but other then that, very very good.
~Alana xx

Mon, December 27th, 2010 4:13pm

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