Writing on the Walls

A poem about the bathroom. Wow.

WOAH..... Thats really really really good. WOW!

Thank you. :D It's one of my favorites I've written so far.

DUDE I HAD THE EXACT SAME IDEA AS YOU!

I was actually in the process of writing on elike this, only I titled it


"Hatred on the Wall"

It's not done yet, and it's based more on the racial hatred that's often seen written there. I hate reading that crap.

The school newspaper brought up the problem of the graffiti and one sentence made me laugh.

"Honestly, no one cares who loves who, or which freshman is a slut."
Actual sentence. Made me laugh. But it's true!

Wow that's really awesome.

Yet again, another genius work, Syd. I'd like to hear more from you.

What's the purpose of having a death at the end? Is the poem meant to mock the fleeting and purposeless world in which those who are shallow enough to write on bathroom walls live?
The description provided is vivid, and truly expresses the feeling of a worn-out bathroom, although it seems more to portray sadness rather than what I would figure to be the message of a stall-writer: hate. I respect the way you've turned what may normally be written in an angry fashion and have construed it in a more retrospective light.

Death is at the end because I'm always afraid I'm going to get shot in those bathrooms. It's really, really nasty in that part of my school.

As for the wall writings, it all puts allies to shame. It just got painted, and in less than a week, completely written on again.

Interesting. Kind of like the tides that wash in and out. I've seen bathrooms like that, and I think it's kind of a reflection of life itself, that we repaint ourselves but are repeatedly washed out by encroaching chaos.