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This is not god it just pooped into my head one day. The gang is suppose to be used metaphorically here. I am not good at poetry by the way.
The Observer I sit and I watch, All the gangs of people, As they talk and converse, I just sit and watch. I do not belong, To one of these gangs, I belong alone, Watching them as I do. Some gangs are large, Some small, And not all belong to only one, And only I belong to none. I sit and I watch, All the gangs of people, As they talk and converse, I just sit and watch. |
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Heres another one.
Cloud of hatered
Lost in a cloud of hatered, I find no soul willing to care, Enough to fly into this cloud to help me. No one dares risk, Getting stuck in this cloud of hatered, So I remain stuck here alone. Pitty is not welcome, For I feel fault is is my own as i have had ways to get out, But don't try hard engough. Here i am stranded, Trying my best to to find that plain of acceptance, But it seems my best is not enough. No one dares risk, Getting stuck in this cloud of hatered, So I remain stuck here alone. |
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My newest poem.
Impossible Dreams
Hoping for the impossible, Sitting here waiting, Just waiting here for something new, Something better. Waiting for someone to truly care, Waiting for an offer not full of pity, Just waiting here for something new, Something better. Waiting for a open door, One that leads to better times, One that isn't full of hate, My dream is for a better place and time. My wants my dreams all are nothing, They are empty hopes that never happen, Yet the hoping for them is not gone, My hope for them is not gone. Hoping for the impossible, Sitting here waiting, Just waiting here for something new, Something better. Waiting for someone to truly care, Waiting for an offer not full of pity, Just waiting here for something new, Something better. |
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Never Stays Good
It's all getting a little better, Then everything just takes another step back, One step forward one step back, When I get farther it comes right back to that normal point. Looks like It's going to get better for good, But then everything blows up, Right back where I started, No real hope no real hope. Each time it gets better for longer and longer, But it's just taunting me as it never stays good, Another long streaks coming, But it won't stay for good. It's all getting a little better, Then everything just takes another step back, One step forward one step back, When I get farther it comes right back to that normal point. Every time I ask myself is this gonna last forever, All I can do is wait and find out that the answer is no, I can remember a time before it got bad when it was always good, I wish I could return to that time but can't. Now it really looks like it's getting great, but will it stay, will the bad times go away forever with no return, will things finally improve to the point where they can't return? Well they can, I hope they do, And they really may, But things probably won't stay good. |
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