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Emma Hogan

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

9 poems·Since February 2015

My name is Emma. I love reading, writing and cats. My favorite books are mostly children's novels. My favorite poet at this particular moment in time is Sarah Kay. I am a Hufflepuff and I love Adventure Time and old music. (:

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Math Class: Two

February 23, 2015

humanity is insanity

all this destruction

plays a part in the sweet corruption

of my brain

its insane

I know they say life’s great

But life is full of people

and people are full of hate.

we are people too

you and I

always remember

people were born to die.

there is no escaping fate

everyone will be forced to meet their date

whether you are ready of not

it doesnt matter

fate doesn’t care

when you’re waiting for death

and gasping for air

but you know what?

I care

I really do

No matter how many times I tell myself I don’t

I do

Do you wanna know something true?

its true the way I feel about you

You make my mind go numb

you make me feel blissfully dumb

and I love it

I learn so much from just being in your presence

how can you be so perfect?

you make me feel wanted

you make feel needed

I now know joy and I now know happiness

its like they are my friends

these feelings that I am feeling can’t be pretend

and you are the reason

its funny I completely forgot what this poem was all about

i just got completely lost

completely lost my train of thought

and all it took was one thought of you

remember the beginning?

“humanity is insanity”

how did this end up being about you?

Its just like everything else I do

its all about you

because i am all about you

and I don’t know how to stop

but i dont want to know how

because i am happy

and for once no one is bringing me down

i know i am where i belong

i have peace and i wish you did too

and i just wonder what you think of me

what you really think of me

the thoughts about me that you wont say out loud

but i know i will never know

because you are a rubix cube

i know you don’t think so but

you are really hard to figure out

you are hard for me to read

but i love books

and i never want to stop reading you

and i hope you feel the same

when you think of me

even though i know you dont

even though i know you wont

its still fun to just sit and think about

how lucky

I

truly am

just to have you as my friend

 

 

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