Computer Abuse

I am seriously going to kill my laptop, whether it likes it or not. The bloody thing killed my essay that I spent 6 hours on, for my English class at school. GRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!! It was for my portfolio and the portfolios are due next week. I have to have everything done for Tuesday so I can get staples to bind it for me, so that I can have the final copy to hand in on Thursday. Me kill laptop now! It was humorous, now it is serious, cause I have forgotten the humor! Blah!!!!! Didn't help after my essay died, people were asking about it, and wanting to read it!

English

The people in my english class really bug me somedays. Right now we are working on our english portfolios, and we have workshop sessions, where we bare our work to our class. I am doing the creative portfolio, which involves poetry, and all of my poetry is based off my real life situations, memories, and feelings. I am generally a shy person, who doesn't like sharing my real emotions to other people. Then these workshop day's come and my peers say they don't understand the meaning in the poem, or they say that the poem has no rhyme scheme ( when it's not supposed to, and I even tell them that ), and they say that my style of poetry writing is confusing. It is a style I've seen other writers use, and its how the words come out on the paper. I am really starting to regret ever bringing my poetry to the sessions. Too many comments about my poetry, that my peers seem to think is about a fictional character, when its actually my thoughts, my feelings, and my memories that they are bashing.

Fading

Taking a look at my life

All I see is pain

Beneath my skin, a pain

A pain I cannot bare alone

My best defense

Was running to you

But now that is no more

My hopes are forever fading

You were once beneath my skin

But you have now forsaken me

For another, and now

It is already over

You were there when I fell

As I reached towards you

No more will that happen

And my defense has now shifted

It is more destructive

And causes more pain

If I fade from this world

Know… it is on you

Here is an example of one of my poems my classmates bashed.