Teacher said to write a poem.
Bunch of lines, not much else.
Mostly about love, who cares?
I don't let them whine.
I was planning n making this a very different sort of poem, about a boy who fell asleep in English class and dreamed about dragons. Maybe I will, but I like the first verse on its own, too. It sort of gives an idea about this boy. Actually, I will go back and write the rest of the verses. Ta ta for now.
