LUNARGIRL

I wrote this a while ago when I was board. It is about a girl who thinks she is a nobody.

I wrote this poem a while ago, so feel free to criticize or review it.

I wrote this a while ago for school so feel free to pick at it and criticize it.

Can you please review this, I have to write a poem for my ELA class and I would really like your input on it.

This is a poem I had to write for school.

I would really appreciate it if you could review this.

I wrote this awhile ago, it would be really great if I could get some feedback on it.

I wrote this today, and I would really like some feedback on it.

I was kind of on a writing spree last night, and I would really like to know if my writing was any good.

A wrote this short poem a couple days ago.

I wrote this poem between classes and I would really like some advice on it.

Haven't written anything in awhile, so some feedback would be nice.

I have no idea what this is supposed to be. All I know is that I got bored in science class.

I write this awhile ago.

I found this when I was looking through my old Word documents.

This is the first poem that I have written in a while.

This is an old poem that I wrote a couple years ago.

Not really sure what this is, I wrote it late last night.

Just finished writing this, it would be great if you could tell me what you think about it.

I have no idea how this turned into a love poem.

Something I just wrote today, tell me what you think about it.

This is a poem about a person who never tried in life, and this is where it got them.

Sit in the Silence With me is a poem written from the perspective a doll who only ever sits on a shelf.

This is the first poem I have written in a while.

This is the first poem I have written in months after finally getting out of writer's block, so I could really use some feedback on it.

In the world, one thing people cannot take away from you are your dreams.

Imagined if you were lucky enough to find a place worth more than all the riches people can offer.

This is a poem that goes along with a story I'm writing.

Love is a fickle thing.

How do you reclaim a piece of you that's been lost?