Well, this is a poem that i wrote a couple of months ago, and i decided to make a topic out of it. I don't really like the title(I'm never good with titles), so could anyone give me suggestions for a new one?Thanks. Also, I know that the beginning of this poem sounds really childish and pathetic, but I did that purposely so that the feel of the poem would be light, ariy, and carefree... just so that my point gets across without obviousness(is that a word). but enough of my rambling, here it is. The Mind of the Bleeding It took forever to make, Because of the glitches and breaks, But alas it was done, I went in the front seat, I was ready for some fun. I turned the dial to one, One year ahead this machine will run. It clattered and banged, And let out a puff of smoke, I fell asleep but in an hour I awoke. I was in the graveyard, One year ahead, I looked around and saw, A man bowing his head. Under his hat, And over his hood, I could see a tear drop to the ground where he stood. I went to him and asked him why he weaped. He told me a teenaged gil commited suicide nine months back. She was a happy girl on the outside, He said, But inside she was hollowed out and dead. She was smart and funny, Outgoing and proud, She was the only on that braved, Standing out in the croud. Many didn't understand, So critisized instead. And as all now know, It went into her head. She started to believe that she was what others said. She started to believe that she was what they said. Mixed thoughts confused her, And what she once believed was questioned by her tired brain. She didn't kow what was real of fake anymore. So she decided to end it, To end her losing war. No one saw it coming, He said, It came as a great shock. Now, due to their ignorance, She lies under this carved out rock. He pointed to the markings on the stone, I looked and saw, This girl was one of my own. Her name was Becky. The weird kid, The one lonely and out of place. She had out done everyone; No one could match to her startling pace. I said thank you to the man, And turned on my heel. I went back to the time machine, And unlocked the seal. I crawled into the cockpit, And turned the dial to negative one. Back to where I started from,I thought. But now i know what muct be done. I found myself at the beginning, As if I hadn't left all along. I abandoned my machine in the field, As I ran out to right my wrong. There we have it! I haven't shown it to anyone before... so could you give me your opinions on it please? I don't know what to think about it yet... again, thanks