Collection of Middle School Poems

Yep. I DID THESE!

Emo Poem
The Children make fun of me,
Calling me names and kicking me,
Hey guys, it's only makeup.

I go home and cut my self,
The next day I wear a wool sweater, bad idea.
It's itchy on my cuts of emotion.

The next day is warm,
I wear a skirt,
The kids call me a f*g,
They molest me

They succeed.

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Emo Poem 2

I see myself falling, falling.

All alone, but wait, who's that?

Oh, it's just a toaster.

I want to jam my fork into it.

Then this would all be over.

Why am I falling, falling.

Couldn't I just land on the soft dirt beneath.

Yet I would still hear the crackling of my bones.

Breaking and twisting--sticking out of my cold flesh.

Why is this happening?

Why am I falling, falling...

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Girl, I Wanna Slurp You

You're not like other girls,
You only take four minutes to get ready,
But sorry for the inconvenience,
I don't want to get hot and heavy.
So even though I eat you,
Every single night and day,
I'm so sorry Ramen noodles,
Today is just not your day.


Now for more uninteresting school poems:

"Mr. Knox"

Once there was a man named Knox,
He tried to run with just socks.

But he slipped on some water,
Which was such a bother,

And he had to be put in a box!

*picture of coffin*

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"Fall"
My favorite thing about fall,
Is that it's not hot at all.

The trees are tall,
And you can have a ball.

That's some of my favorite things about fall,
It's one of my top four seasons of all!
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"Racing"
Inside the car,
Around the track,
Toward the finish,
Against the metal,
Down the track,
On the grass,
Within the pits,
Past the pit crew,
Near the checkered flag.
LAST

Reviews

[blueseeker]

i particularly enjoyed "racing". you set up hope in the poem and the last in the last line falsified the anticipation.
i would love to read some new writes. to see how your ideas have expanded since middle school.

These poems are hillarible, I've got to say. bloody amusing but twisted at the same time. I've never read anything quite like these.