Misunderstood

A/N: Well......I've joined the Creative Writing Club at my school. At the meetings, we write poems, we talk about books, we write stories, etc., etc. This is one of the poems that we, as a club, wrote together. Mr. Wagner, the club's teacher/moderator, said that the poem had to be seven lines long and seven words long. Each of us could contribute seven words. Can anyone tell where one person broke off and another one started? We couldn't!! The title was originally "A Long Day", but I didn't like it. ^.^;; Anyways, we hope you like it!

Misunderstood

I'm not good at this stuff but

I do it to get ahead, alright?

Sometimes I don't understand why this world

is always so messed up. Day by

day so many people misjudge me. Smile

but it's always so fake. Night by

night you never know why I stay.