Memories of my childhood

A Poem by Kyle

Look up in the sky
I see the stars rises so high
So white and so clear
As it moves like a butterfly

To be honest in my feeling
The memories in my heart start to revealing
People who I met in the school days
It had a meaning for me to be kneeling

I wept my tears over my bed
That I have should not said
"I hate you:
And you should all be dead"

Teenage was my stubborn age
As I was mostly in rage
Please give me a chance
To be forgive for being a foolish brat

Now I want to meet
And let me first greet
"Hi. How are you all?
Please eat as it is my treat"