Poems from marybeth.ruggiero
They always told me to be true to myself,
but who am I?
At school I'm called the teachers pet, the flirt, the dork, the nerk, the blonde,...
what is a true friend? Is there an exact definition?
Probably not. But I know what a true friend would do verses what a friend would do...
There is a flood in the school,A flood of blueBlue clothing, blue tears, blue facesA flood of broken heartsA flood of fake smiles and...
In a deep sleep. Feeling numb. Here they come.It's me and you; but it's not. I think. I call you my best friend. I go out of my way to...
Listen to the birds; do you hear them sing
Listen to the weeping willow; do you hear it cry
Listen to the cars; do you hear them go by...