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by Randee Jun 21, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I always try and be nice, I try to share whats mine, It seems to have turned into a vice, I should of taken it as a sign. This place is complete anarchy, No one cares for anyone, I wish I had the key, To bring upon a union. To make us be the family, That we once were, I want to get my things and flee, But I have more character. I'll stay here among the barbarians, Try and change their ways, They think they're Arians, But they're not supreme beings. They're a bunch of clowns, And I'm stuck in their twisted circus, They don't care if I'm down, As long as I don't cause a ruckus. The can all disappear, And leave me alone, I don't want to be here, I want to be left alone.