Dramatic Monologue
I never understand why he worries himself.
There is no reason to worry;
We are all happy nowadays.
And he knows the people look at him differently when he worries,
Because they are all happy.
But I don’t, he is still the same to me.
I long for him to be more forward with me.
Maybe if he remedied himself like the other men
He would be more fun.
I always tell him,
There is no reason to worry;
We are all happy nowadays.
And he knows the people look at him differently when he worries,
Because they are all happy.
But I don’t, he is still the same to me.
I long for him to be more forward with me.
Maybe if he remedied himself like the other men
He would be more fun.
I always tell him,
“Never put off till tomorrow the fun you can have today.”
He doesn’t seem to listen, but I do.
Another one I can’t grasp is the other boy;
He refuses to have fun with me.
I know he adores me, so why does he fret?
There is nothing to fret over.
We are all happy nowadays.
If we could just be together,
He would not be so bothered all the time;
We would have fun
And doesn’t he know?
A gramme is always better than a damn.
He doesn’t seem to listen, but I do.
Another one I can’t grasp is the other boy;
He refuses to have fun with me.
I know he adores me, so why does he fret?
There is nothing to fret over.
We are all happy nowadays.
If we could just be together,
He would not be so bothered all the time;
We would have fun
And doesn’t he know?
A gramme is always better than a damn.
1 comment:
what about at the end when lenina becomes aware of the desperation that john feels and feels some of it herself. She sounds confident here, but at the end i think she changes at least a bit. document that change to add some dimension to your poem. also, you need to upload a pic of lenina. - elmeer
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