A/N: Teehee this is my social problem/situation poem that I did on... CANNIBALISM! I feel so proud! I think my teacher was seriously frightened! but then again I think if your most quietest students suddenly wrote a poem about cannibalism you'd be frightened too!

I live alone in the sewers
waiting until the night
no one notices me anyway

But they will notice my power
wait until their children are
missing, and I have their small
bones in my house

maybe then they'll notice me

I'll be waiting for the siren
of the police car to pick me up

all the while

Eating away the last friend
I ever had.