Pause, turn my head,
while you look me,
in the face.
For a moment,
my smile fades.
The mask is shed,
just for one second,
and you can see,
that I'm a lonely little boy,
longing for the arms of,
his lover who is so far away.
I put the smirk,
and childish face back on.
It really isn't much,
of a mask.
I just don't feel so alone,
when others can't see,
how much I miss you.
-Matt
Yay for irrelevant poem titles!
Got new shoes (camo colours checker print Vans slip ons) and pants today. *Jubilations* My brother also got a new PC that makes mine look like a pansy. But, when I graduate high school, I get an iBook. Since I never got anything nifty for graduating the 8th grade besides a little party of sorts. I had to buy my computer myself. Oh well, he needed something better. Since he's a more avid gamer, where I'm a rather casual one.
Thus is the life of Matt.
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