wow.
as i have been cleaning a bit, I came across a 'poem' that I wrote in, god, must have been 8th grade. i think it gives a rather sad and all too true insight into my general 8th grade emotional state. Good god, thank christ those days are over.
the nimble fairy princess
kneeled before the throne
her gaze it was unsteady
she knew she was not alone
voices getting louder
echoed in her ears
why oh why must she cry?
why must someone hear?
her wings outstretched to heaven
were silky, lovely indeed
if only she had told them
expressed her dire need
severe faces; glances
flashed before her eyes
no one will ever comfort her
if again she cries
her life it spun before her
the sad story told
she had tried her very best
tried to fit the mold
one fairy princess
is to be no more
the proof is her cold body
lying on the floor
wow. that's embarrassing.
at the bottom of the paper there is a little scratchy drawing of a dead fairy. with "La La La La" written next to it. WTF?!
wow. i guess there are things that never change. i still kill off half the characters in my songs, but i sure hope that my understanding of rhyme scheme is a bit more, um, developed....mature....and, um, good. yeah.