Board Thread:Clubs/@comment-43432691-20191014121647/@comment-44876747-20200210021931

Hermabeth Foster wrote: Hermabeth Foster wrote: I made a poem recently, and it's kind of relevant to this club, so here it is.

I thought I had friends, But I thought wrong. What I thought were jokes Were truths all along.

They said I was ugly, They said I was weird They said stuff about me That they thought I couldn't hear

Now, this kind of stuff Went on for a year And after all this time, A sorry, I didn't hear.

But yet, I thought they were my friends. That they would stick with me to the end,

That they meant the kindness they would send

But No, They DIDN'T.

You're too dumb to do this You're too ugly to do that You can't do anything. Hey, wait, why aren't you my friend anymore?

I'm Tired

Of

It. I feel like the best part of this is how the rhyme dissappears in the end. I feel like it symbolizes something but idk exactly what. I agree. I get what you mean about it symbolizing something, I just don't know how to put it into words.