In the fall, I saw a girl who had hair like early morning sun

that cast upon the classroom walls.

 

I never met her gaze

and I never saw her smile

So I told my friends she was stone-faced

and they told their friends.

 

She sat two rows ahead of me

but she never dared to speak to me

So I told my friends she was quiet

and they told their friends.

 

In the winter, the girl did not show up to school

as often as the normal person would

So I told my friends she was lazy

because she didn't come to school

And they told their friends. 

 

In the spring, the girl didn't come to school at all

because her best friend walked up to me before class

And told me the girl with hair like morning sun

had hung herself from her ceiling fan.

 

So I didn't tell my friends

and they didn't tell their friends.

  Poor girl

It's a bit sad.

 

but I do like your writing and this poem.

That really tugs at the heart strings :,(

This is really good. It really shows how things spread fast, and the negative effects. You should write more often. This was really good, and I want to share it with my friends. Permission?

awwwwwwww

This is really good. It really shows how things spread fast, and the negative effects. You should write more often. This was really good, and I want to share it with my friends. Permission?

Yeah permission!

Wow. Just...wow. That was well written Yang. It really tugs the heartstrings. Awesome job.

You write poems very well. Thats a very touching story!

I gotta say, I enjoyed it. TYPE SOME MORE PLEASE!!!

That was great... Really, really great. I love the simplicity in this, you should write more when you have more time!

This is good. it made me feel all emotiony, which is a big deal.... for me