Magic 8 Ball

by Kristin   Sep 17, 2004


I am the magic eight ball.
Not knowing how I feel.
Sometimes I feel so small.
Everything feels unreal.

I don't know where I am going.
Or what I should be doing.
How I will be growing.
What I should be viewing.

Just shake me and see my advice.
All the time you will see a new word.
Please just pay the price.
Think you won't be a nerd.

I have many mixed up things,
To tell you all about,
all the feelings that it brings,
and makes me want to shout.

I am the magic eight ball.
Not knowing how I feel.
Sometimes I feel so small.
Everything feels unreal.

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  • 20 years ago

    by beaver

    intresting topic, I really liked this!