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by Katryna Feb 19, 2006 category : Life, society / meaning of life
Listening to my music, I know I'm different But as I look out the window, of my classroom I feel as if I'm somewhere else, somewhere no one can bug me, Far away from reality, but in peace, Tell them not to worry, I only wanted to spread my wings, I wont be gone long, I might even find happiness, Listening to my music, I hear the bell go, And I know I'm right where should be, And not everyone is that different
by Katryna
I wrote this poem well sitting in math class the first day