This is the first of a series of poems that I submitted to my 8th grade English teacher. As it turns out, this was quite the dark time in my life. I have thus titled this blog mini-series "Poems from the Edge." Please enjoy the coffee house reading of "Yesterday, Tomorrow, Today"...
(feel free to imagine me dressed in head to toe black clothing with a cigarette tucked behind my ear)
I should have titled this one "Yesterday, Today, Mayyybe Tomorrow."
The truly concerning thing is the grade I got on this project. As you can see, I was awarded a 10/10 for each of my wrist-slashing poems. Why, oh, why wasn't I reported to a suicide hotline - or at the very least, the school guidance counselor? Another student slips through the cracks, another child left behind... failed by the system, once again.
I'm sure people would pay big money for Edgar's draft of "The Raven," so I'll start the bidding on the following at $5.00...
In conclusion, thanks Mrs. C! Thanks for deducting those two points (really?) and ignoring my desperate cries for help.
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