What to write about,
what to say
I think about this everyday
Nothing seems to come to mind
Not a nickel not a dime
No one seem to know my way so i sit alone EVERYDAY!
My butt is hurting just sitting here
I pretty much do anything cause no one is near
I can scream I can shout No one seems to hear
I don't hear a whistle not a clap nor a cheer
Now I'm talking to myself
what I'm saying I Don't Know
I'm getting bored of this right now
when it stops it seems to go
This is wacky it doesn't make sense
Theres no conversation, no talking not even suspense
I hope no one sees this, I don't think its cool
I might as well be back in school writing gay poems that they make us do
well I'm ending it now
This poem is through
