To Whom it Concerns.
To whom it concerns,
I'm Heather.
To whom it concerns,
my paper will be late,
it fell on my pancakes,
and stuck to the plate.
To whom it concerns,
my mom made me write this.
+i'm just a child,
to young to fight it.
To whom it concerns,
when walking at the lockers,
no boys watch the tom girl.
To whom it concerts,
i'm only 14,
to short to be quarterback,
to plain to be queen.
To whom it concerns,
i'm not made of steel,
when i'm blindsided,
the pain is quite real.
To whom it concerns,
I don't mean to squak,
I just thought I'd mention it,
to whom it concerns.
I'm Heather.
To whom it concerns,
my paper will be late,
it fell on my pancakes,
and stuck to the plate.
To whom it concerns,
my mom made me write this.
+i'm just a child,
to young to fight it.
To whom it concerns,
when walking at the lockers,
no boys watch the tom girl.
To whom it concerts,
i'm only 14,
to short to be quarterback,
to plain to be queen.
To whom it concerns,
i'm not made of steel,
when i'm blindsided,
the pain is quite real.
To whom it concerns,
I don't mean to squak,
I just thought I'd mention it,
to whom it concerns.
posted by Heather Psa 1:3 at 7/13/2007 04:58:00 AM
1 Comments:
whoaaaa! slow down. calm down. babe, you can't treat yourself like that. get happy. we all know you're not made of steel.
if you don't want to get hurt, if you say it hurts a lot, then show you can be happy, show you can stick up for yourself.
What did Ms. Perry say about that poem? lol.. since it was your homework. and it was suppose to be something that made you happy. lol.
Kaytlynn+
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