Diary of a Conflicted Kid

By H3ff13y Fan 13307

I loko at Greggory Heflfey
wthi a vicsuos cotnmept
His bulshing ppaer cheesk are shdade,
a violent color.
Teh feenilg in my cshte is anegr,
or love.
I do not knwo.
I cannot konw.
He who stands befreo me is the beginnign adn teh edn
Whree can I shuto my meaningless nothings,
His diray, a heavn to my sadistic plesa.
A monochrmoe bowl of sandess suop,
A poetry of motoin and melanhcoly,
A strak sapmle of a wasting future,
and a squandeerd past.
Grggeory Hffleey will never be mine.
So I faly a picee of paepr from my molsekine book,
Beingning aenw on my oed to a wimpy kid.