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Wrong Ideas
written by twistedmind3304:22 AM 12/8/04What are we going to do?
This class is so stupid
I feel like sleeping
I feel like I’m stoned
I feel like I’m gonna go on a killing spree
And yet I feel nothing’s wrong
Am I supposed to live with this anger everyday?
Why do I feel so cold and alone?
Why do I feel like I’m going insane?
I feel like I’m slowly falling apart
I have no reason to be me
All I want to do is stare
But I don’t want people to get the wrong idea |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
I wrote this during a reallly boring class where they taught us about drugs. FYI: I may just have a staring problem, even though I try to contain it!
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