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I`m writing this poem trying to seize my boredom I cant sleep , even though its late wanna smack my head hard in with a plate
I`m in my room , lying on my bed the music i`m listening to is gettin to my head what i`m writing , i dont know I feel loisy , i fell low
I know i`m a looser , and i know i`m a jerk I know i`m useless i belong in the dirt
My lifes a disaster , nothing ever goes right what I need is a stab with a knife who would know if i were gone? looks like no one knows that i was born
I live life as alone as can be if I werent around , no one would miss me but there would be a few , would have noticed those are the most special friends i possess
Love never seeme to be succesful to me what i feel like doing , is break off my knee I wanna be as special as i can be Why doesnt anyone want me?
Now its past midnight , and its pitch dark hey...did i tell you that my anmes MArk? I`m feeling better now , for writing this down I`ll go to bed now , I`m sure i`ll feel better in the morn
I`m sleept , cant spare a yawn Iwanna know how to make a bomb wanna plant it somewhere in the school wanna assassinate that principle-o-mule
Now remember , this is just a poem not something expressing my hate for myself or depression neither is it a suicidal letter or something just a poem ....i wrote it just for fun! |
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