Conflict

Conflict

A Poem by Lone Willow

A battle inside of you.
The part of you that is your favorite
tells you, who cares?
Just because she is a teacher,
doesn't mean she is right,
doesn't mean that you have to listen to every word she says
and have to have it mean something,
or have to take it to heart.
Yet there is one part of me
screaming inside my head 
to listen to her.
That academic failure could be the result of my stupidity and pride.
That I will not make the top five if I choose not to heed her guidance,
and do what she suggests.
But the fact remains that I don't have a school goal.
If I graduate I'll be happy.
But the other fact remains that part of me would be upset, if I didn't make it.
I don't like it.
Then there is this other thing that has been eating its way out of me for a while.
There is this friend of mine who likes me.
And I don't like him that way.
Recently, on another writing website, I got a new follower.
He had two books, 
one on depressing stuff,
one on happy stuff.
The depressing one was about how people call him fat.
People call my friend fat.
The happy one was about a girl.
That girl was described, and sounded a lot like me.
You, as a writer, must have figured out by now that each writer has their own voice.
This person sounded a lot like my friend.
The only reason why this bugs me so bad, is because there was another part in the depressing stuff book.
It said that he cuts himself.
And if this person truly is him, I can't bear the thought that he would do that to himself.
And I don't know what to do.
There is probably about a million people, or millions that have an account on that website.
How do I know it's him?
I don't.
There is just something inside of me that knows it is him.
And the realization sinks in.
I can't do anything to help, let alone stop it.

© 2014 Lone Willow


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"The only reason why this bugs me so bad, is because there was another part in the depressing stuff book.




It said that he cuts himself.

And if this person truly is him, I can't bear the thought that he would do that to himself.

And I don't know what to do."

A very good write...Thank you for penning...:)..................

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lone Willow

10 Years Ago

Thanks, and your welcome! If that make sense:)
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

You are welcome...:).....................

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Lone Willow

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