All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Wickedly Lovely
The days they pass ever so fast,
They leave me breathless and out of time.
I feel I waste them. But I know that’s not true.
I’m angry I have to push it away,
But I’m sad that I can’t.
It’s a secret, that only I know.
It’s a secret I hold in my heart.
Ha nobody knows.
Forbidden as it is, by me and all.
They bend my Morales, I am afraid they’ll break.
If they do, I am free of the chains that hold me from falling,
And release me to something I know cannot be true.
Yes, it is forbidden by me. That is what matters.
You are my secrete garden, nobody knows but me.
Filled with guilt I pass the gate alone, and lock it when I leave.
I am starting to not care, the guilt part about it I mean.
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.