THE CRAPPER SPEAKS
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
It's a first. I'm glad God intervened. To be able to speak with my classmates as friends and not be wary of them; awesome. I'm really glad I discarded all perceptions. Well most. At times I still don't know what to say, but I guess the whole environment's improved a lot. It really motivates me to come to school! I'm surprised I didn't skip class today even though I had the chance. But then again, God works wonders! :D
Bit by bit. Today's a weird day. Got a strange feeling. Hmmm.............
Psychedelic;
7:15 AM
CRAPPY
The Poem
A poem is a feeling,
A heartfelt longing,
What makes it good,
Depends on your mood.
A tingling in your heart,
A quick flash of a dart.
A fragment of your life,
The rhythms of YOUR jive.
So ask not from without,
But seek to show out loud,
For this is truly you,
Done beautifully too.
