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an old poem I've written down. Not sure if it could really count as one though. |
| I'm a loser, yes a loser, one that would never win the hearts of the ladies I'm a loner, yes a loner, one that would never feel the love from the ladies I will survive, I will survive, whatever task that is placed upon me I am alive, I am alive, to feel the love and hate the world offers me I'm a singer, that would sing whatever things that my heart tells me I'm a dancer, that would swing to whatever rhythm that you can't see I will succeed, whatever goals that my mind has set I am now freed, to feel free from the shackles I've met I'm an artist, one that would express the mood of my soul I'm a sadist, one that would hurt anything afoul I will ascend, whatever illusion of normality is set I am now bent, to see the lies and truths that's never set |