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Friday, July 31, 2009. IMAGINE YOU ARE THE LONER BOY, WRITE A POEM, TO EXPRESS HOW YOU MIGHT FEEL AND WHAT YOU MIGHT BE THINKING, AS THE LONER BOY. I lean against the wall,. Who apparently is the only one that is willing to be my friend,. The other children are playing and laughing with one another,. I smack my hands on the wall,. Bored, rejected, lonely. The playground is filled with life and laughter,. Misunderstandings between friends are soon resolved. The children leave me out in their games,.
Friday, July 31, 2009. Imagine you are the loner boy, write a poem to express how you might feel and what you might be thinking as the loner boy. I leaned against the playground wall. As they ran past me they paused. Paused to stare, to try to understand. They have laughter and friends.
Thursday, July 30, 2009. I lean against the playground wall,. I used to be like that,. But that was in the past. But who would befriend me,. I wish to play with them,. But every time they pass by me in slow huddled groups,. Each in their familiar clique,. I knew they were talking about me. I had no choice but to be alone,. Staying away from them,. They are fearful of me,.
Thursday, July 30, 2009. Poem about how The Loner felt. I am alone as usual. Playing with my favorite wall. Like what I normally did. Although lonely but no courage. People think that I am a snob. Talking to nobody but myself. Making friends was I wanted to do. Having no courage fails everything. Talking to them was probably my biggest wish. Is they could be friendlier to me. So that I could regain my confidence. Plucked up the courage to befriend them. If only I am transparent to let people read.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009. If i were the loner. With my back against the wall,. I stared at the others chasing the ball. They were running and laughing care freely,. As I looked on enviously. From saying that simple greeting. Yet I still remain there,. Watching every spark of their energy. They walked past me in their own groups,. And i wonder when the day would come,. When one of them dares to talk,. To the odd-one-out left far behind.
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Thursday, July 30, 2009. Loneliness crept all over me. I was all by myself. Life without friends,. Nobody with a lending hand. I trip and fall and cry out loud,. Nobody helps or picks me up. Everybody just runs past,. With gossips, giggles and laughs. I longed to play with the other children. No offers from them though. I was too shy to ask from them. So everything remained the same. All dull and cold. I had emotions too. Dont the other children know? They leave me in the lurch. I decided to move away.CONTENT
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This is my lit blog yo. This emptiness surrounding me,. I have always felt something-. That you were never noticing me,. I am surrounded by whispers and plastic smiles;. So much that it hurts. I can pretend I never knew. The petals on the flower of truth are falling,. So slow hardly anyone notices it. Life is a lie,.