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My Best Friend

November 20, 2014
By Rachel Breau BRONZE, Harrisville, Rhode Island
Rachel Breau BRONZE, Harrisville, Rhode Island
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I see the willow trees sway

Like metal chimes on a windy day,

And I hear the crash of waves

Such as the slam of a symbol in orchestra

And I smell nature in its pure form

Like the cleansed air after it rains.

But I can't get the picture.

Unlike you,

Camera grasped casually

And gusts blowing your har

Away from your face,

And you take the perfect shot,

You capture the moment,

Ignorant to its actual beauty.

 

And about that class you so easily pass

That I enjoy and want to be perfect in,

But it just doesn't click

Like the way your locker gently shuts.

You just shrug your one dainty shoulder,

Unaware of how lucky you are

To have everything

Just

Work

Out


The author's comments:

Okay so I tried to post this before but it didn't work so I'm not plagiarizing or anything I did actually write it but whatever hi this poem was written because I was just a ball of anger and our teacher forced us to write a poem so I wrote what I felt but couldn't express in normal terms: that my best friend is perfect and everything is easy for her and I love her but when I wrote this I hated her. Well, more like I hated myself. Take what you want out of this. I'm not trying to be inspirational, this is just how I felt.


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