| | by
Paige in my world of make-believe |
August 10th, 2008
Author's Note: you're still not here...
Still Not Here With Me
By Clarice 8/7/08
Don’t know why I’m here
I feel confused
The scent of smoke fills my lungs
I still have no drink
And I still feel paranoid like
I’m not supposed to me here.
I should leave soon, I know
But if I leave too soon
He could get suspicious and
I really have nothing
Better to do than be here anyways
I only wish my baby
Was here with me.
Everything would feel right
Nothing would feel wrong
I would never get bored and lonely
And I doubt I’d even be here
I don’t think I am
Even supposed to be here, but
He did say it was alright
But it’s not, cuz you’re not here.
Alright, enough with the
Depressing poems for now
I have to think of a plan to escape
From here, maybe start more of
My homework as well
The sky is still foggy and
I can’t see a darn thing
They’re playing music, it’s okay
But you’re still not here with me…
Yes, fifteen minutes later
I find my escape but when
It finally comes I don’t want
To leave because my family
Has arrived and the music is loud
And we start to dance, then take
A break and I get kicked out
My a female security guard
Just like that, when I felt better I was
Told to leave and you still aren’t here with me…
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