hmms i wrote this poem a while ago. it talks about friends/family . piece it together nd tell me what you think


The way
It’s the way I take things for granted,
And the way the sun comes up everyday.
The way you still love me,
when others walked away.
It’s the way you make me guilty,
And the way the stars are always there.
It’s the way I make you mad,
But I know you’ll still be there.
It’s the way I want you to change,
But you won’t and you can’t;
That’s the way when I realized,
I can change no one
but myself but I cant
It’s the way you see something’s wrong,
even though a smile is on my face.
It’s the way you cheer me on,
even when I gave up all my faith.
There are the ways you plan my future,
Although it’s not the future I would like.
It’s the way you make me feel,
like I should have a hell of a life.
It’s the way you scream at me,
like I’m nobody inside.
These are some of the ways;
That makes me want to cry.

very good... i esp love the beginning of the poem where we take things for granted

nice! it's rally soothing! and it expresses alot!

u expresses a lot in this poem but i'll give 9.9999/10^^ cause some i was like confused in the middle

hmm interesting, good job :)

'It’s the way I make you mad,
But I know you’ll still be there.'

i liek that part =]

lol. same here. it's nicely written.