It's hard to move forward,
when things embarrassing,
ad moments awkward,
linger in the back of your mind.
He or she walking by,
waving towards you,
but you don't know why,
still you wave back too...
but the wave wasn't towards you.
You're talking with a friend,
one you barely know,
but prepare for the end,
for something on your face glows...
A pimple,
juicy and simple,
glossy on your cheek,
just like a dimple.
But that's okay,
don't let it bother...
YOU ARE READING
CLUCK NO
PoetryA collection of both emotional and humorous poems about growing up and other frustrating parts of life that'll sound alright in your head, but just plain stupid out loud. !!!WARNING!!! This is not a compilation of chicken poems.
