The Mind of a Poet

     Sometimes, I think I'm a little crazy. Why, you ask? For example, today, I finished all of my homework in my study hall and still had half an hour left before the bell rang. Normally, I would've gotten out a book and started reading. But today I didn't have a book with me. All I had was an English notebook and my pencil case. So what did I do? I wrote poetry of course. What about? Well, see for yourself:

                                         Sleep

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October 12th, 2010

Rest for the tired

Dreams for the imaginative

Safety for the scared

Peace for the troubled

Success for the insomniac

Home for the lost

Acceptance for the outcast

Quiet for the parent

A brainstorm for those with problems.

Life's eternal goal-

endless sleep.

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     So while the girl next to me reads yet another vampire book, while the guy behind me plays Super Mario Brothers on his D.S., while un uper-classman a few seats away works on her calculus homework, what do I do? I write about sleep.

Good night and sweet dreams!

Thanks for listening,

Maggs