Piddly diddly doo. I swear God took a poo. He pushed it out. Now here I shout! “This life is a big FUCK YOU!!!”.
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Suddenly I awoke from my dreams, asking myself what life means. “I figured it out! It takes more to just pout. So a smile should be easy it seems.”
“How can this be?” I said shaking my head, as I laid down back in my bed. I have no clue but if this is true then I guess I am better off dead.
When I get depressed I can’t feel. If I am manic I might steal. My dad says I’m lazy. My mom says I’m crazy. If I were psycho, these two I would kill.
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I’ll be back with more later.
Enjoy!
3 comments
Did you write these yourself? If so, they’re real nice!
Thanks. I just made them up.
I like your poems they make me smile. I wish I could put into rhyming words my feelings.