boys and english poems

i like them
a lot
i wish i had more friends that were boys
somehow, they're a bit more refreshing to talk to
as for english poems-
we've been reading a lot of pablo neruda. and we had to
write a poem in the style of one of his, which was about
how he was tired of being a man, and all these things involved in the monotony of his life
i wrote mine as a joke, talking about how tired i was of being a student, and all this stuff
and then my friend read it, and said it was really good, and that it sounded like it was serious
then we handed them in, and the teacher wanted us to read them out loud.
we had a choice though.
so i said i didn't want to read mine. it was because i thought of mine as a joke, and everyone else's sounded so serious. but i didnt' say that. i just said that "i don't want to read it". my teacher was next to my desk, telling me that by reading it, i would overcome a challenge and grow as a person
it sounded like he really believed it. i don't know why he contributed so much effort.
but i kept saying no, and he moved on.
then i wrote a new poem in my head.
i think maybe i'll write it down.