Waking up in class
A Poem by Jane
Waking up in Class
creepy as a
Voyeur.
He’s not watching her, she Fears so she
studies the Air,
the Glass,
the wetness of
his Hair.
© 2019 Jane
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Short but poignant. I can picture in my mind a girl who idolizes a boy she does not have and who does not know she exists. He will never see her, but she always sees him. Hmm... I know I have felt this way before. Maybe this is why I interpret it in such a way. Thank you for sharing
Posted 5 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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5 Years Ago
exactly how i felt
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Short but poignant. I can picture in my mind a girl who idolizes a boy she does not have and who does not know she exists. He will never see her, but she always sees him. Hmm... I know I have felt this way before. Maybe this is why I interpret it in such a way. Thank you for sharing
Posted 5 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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5 Years Ago
exactly how i felt
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Added on March 3, 2019
Last Updated on March 8, 2019
Tags: poem, die, depression, innocent, school, firstlove, crush, class, hair, teen, modernity, gender, love, romance, goodbye, leave, change, parting, grief, beginning, end
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JaneToronto, Ontario, Canada
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a seventeen year old girl who has been feeling things more..
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