I wrote a poem too . . .

[J-Bear!]

Not a very good one, but oh well. It's called 'Golden Cup' as in a trophy, but that doesn't rhyme very well. It IS a rhyming poem. I don't really know what it's about, since I wrote it three years ago when I was ten, but I know I was mad when I wrote it. I think it's about war, but my mom thinks it's about her divorce. Here it goes.

Golden Cup

Another book is broken
Another page is ripped
We've stumbled and we've fallen
We've grumbled and we've tripped.
We are in despair
But all hope is not yet lost
The only question is
What is the total cost?
We've decided to try it
Let's give it a shot
There is no other option
Many of us are caught
This is not at all working
Let's not lose all hope
We might be able to do this
We might be able to cope
This has gone on too long
We might as well give up
I guess we just will never
Get to hold that golden cup

[L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A]

This is awesome! And an inspiration to all who are trying to reach a dream. I think we can all relate to this one way or another.

I don't think you give yourself enough credit. =P I loved it. ^^ Very nicely done.

[J-Bear!]

Awwwww, thanks!!! I was hoping something like that would be said. XD

Hehe, well, maybe not, considering I was ten . . . Thanks again!!!

[Ladd Russo of the Russo Family]

It's really nice, Jatza. =] You people all inspire Zawa so much. (A hard thing to do, since she is dead inside. DEAD I SAY! XD)

[J-Bear!]

Thanks!!! Awwww, you're not dead inside. I hope. XD