What we do

by Poe Syndrome   Aug 30, 2007


This is what we do
we sit here bored as hell
until faces are blue

as lectures flood our mind
we sit through it all
closing our eyes and hoping weâ??d go blind

numbers, letters and more information
they saturate our brains
and we end our day filled with desperation

as every number pierces our brain
every letter flows around thoughts
but in the end it all goes down the drain

when real life problems appear
we cry, we hurt and this way we grow and learn
eventually our days seem to clear

our mistakes are our true teachers
our passions are the students
we are merely believers

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  • 17 years ago

    by Shirani Graham

    BetteR feelingS, charminG wordS, fascinatinG expressionS 5/5.....
    diS poem iS reallY a guD themE...

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