Poem Project
By: Maria Hernandez
I Wish ..
i wish i had a clear face, no acne
i wish i had my three favorite cars
i wish i had one real friend
i wish i had the chance to redecorate my room
i wish i had three baby bit-bulls
i wish i had my own place is Brooklyn
Ballad
life, any 17 year old boy
could have.
Rich, good looking,
ladies, he was popular.
The only thing we wanted,
but didn't have was
the love of is father.
Drugs were his only
escape. Drinking, smoking weed,
and sleeping with different girls.
He build a strip club, to make himself
forget about his father and the
girl he loved.
From the binning everybody knew
it would always be
chuck and Blair
Blair and Chuck
They both loved each but had to much
pried to say it.
"Eight letters,
3 syllabus,
3 words."
-Chuck bass
Free verse
A dear friend
My new home
My purpose, My pride
And it's my fault. I can blame no one else.
I and i alone let the darkness in.