mood: annoyed
poem name: Being annoyed
notes: sorry it doesn't rhyme, if you know me i love any type of writing but i never try to make poems rhyme most of the time.(by the way this poem is true except for when there is pigeons in my hair. well its true but that was a LONG time ago)
~Being Annoyed~
I'm annoyed now,
at many things;
my brother and friends,
the pouring continuing
thunderstorm that
breaks my bedroom window.
I'm also annoyed at the
loud pigeons on the roof
and nesting in my hair.
But all the time I
recall my mom's words
"Everyone get annoyed,
it's part of life.
When you get annoyed just
go along with what's happening.
But first breathe in,"
And so I did that,
"And breathe out"
I did that too,
"Now remember what I told you,
just go along with
whats happening
around you."
And so I did and guess what..........
I AM STILL ANNOYED.
Talking time.....
Yep I'm still annoyed but I get annoyed all the time so if you could make me not annoyed you win a prize.(It's a secret though. HINT: *you hear a lot of coins in the reward bag*)
 anesid0ra · Wed Jun 10, 2009 @ 12:41am · 0 Comments |
