By Adam Kelly
On the first try she loved you but they didn’t want you to be so lucky So in the second draft it didn’t last Maybe in the third draft you’ll forget about her But now you can’t get her memory out of your head Her sweet voice narrating half your thoughts Maybe on the fourth try she’ll love you but you’ll just keep pushing her away The writer thought it would work, he won’t give up now Naive or hopeful, it’s hard to tell which In the fifth draft of the story that was once interesting and bright It all revolves around her Love turned to obsession The writer sees it in his head He shoves the characters together Super-glueing plastic hands together But they always bounce back apart He finally tears the sheet Lined paper smudged with pencil falls to the floor The history is there But no one wants to put it together. Adam Kelly is a 12 year old living in Northampton who loves the supportive and creative space Lynn creates in writing workshop. |